Maze running (a tmr/ Newt fanfiction

Jobs

Me, Chuck, Minho and Newt are sitting at a picnic table eating steak. I'm next to Newt. It's good he's left handed, so he can eat with his left hand while he holds my left hand in his right hand.

Minho was across from me, and Chuck was beside him.

I take a bite of the steak, and I groan at how good it is. "Mm, this is so good" I mumble, taking another bite. "Try not to eat too fast, you'll get a stomach ache" says Minho sarcastically. "Oh, please" I say. "Yeah, have you seen her eat?" Chuck says. "I would hit you, shuck-face, but I'm too hungry." I reply back to Chuck.

Minho laughs.

"So, when do I get a job?" I ask.

"Well, you'll start trying out different jobs tomorrow for about a week, and one will stick. It always does" says Newt from beside me. "What jobs are there?" I ask. "Well, there's the builders, the slicers, the cooks, the baggers, the sloppers, the brick-nicks, the track-hoes, the med-jacks and the runners. "That's me" says Minho, raising a sarcastic hand.

"The builders.. Well, you know, build things, the cooks make food for everyone, the baggers act as guards and also deal with dead bodies, the sloppers clean the toilets, the showers, the blood house.. Chuck's one" chuck groans. "The brick-nicks repair buildings, the track hoes are gardeners, the med-jacks are kind of like doctors, and the runners go into the maze everyday and look for a way out." Newt explains.

"I like the idea of being a track-hoe... Sounds peaceful." I say. "That's what I usually do." Says Newt. "Oooh, the lovebirds will be working together." Says Minho in a sing-song voice. "Shut up, klunk-head" I say, blushing. I notice Newt is too.

Alby is jogging towards us. "Newt, I need to talk to you for a sec. Zart resigned from being keeper of the track-hoes, I have no idea why. Do you want to take his place?" He asks. "Uh, sure" says Newt. "Alright, thanks" says Alby walking away. I squeeze his hand, which, if you were wondering, was still holding mine. "Congrats, you're a keeper now... If I become a track-hoe, you'll be my boss" I say. He chuckles.

Me and Newt head up to our room. I take my boots off, and climb in the bed. Newt takes his shirt off.

He gets into bed with me, and his front is pressing up on my back, and his arms are wrapped around me. "Night, Bella" he mumbles into my neck. "Night, Newt" I whisper.

The next morning, I hear the sound of the door opening. I see Minho looking at us, smiling a cheeky grin. I feel Newt's hand leave my waist and block his eyes from the light. "What the shuck do you want?" He groans. "Well, I didn't want to interrupt your cuddle-fest." I realize me and Newt are lying the same way as last night. Our bodies are pressed up against each other and his arms are wrapped around me. "This is how we sleep every night, you shank" he says. He raises an eyebrow. "Oh?" He says smiling cheekily. "Just get to the shucking point" I say. "Good that... Alby wanted me to tell you that you're starting as a slopper today." He says. I groan. "Great" I say sarcastically. Minho leaves.

"Morning" Newt says leaning over to kiss me. I smile. "Morning" I say back. Newt gets up and puts a clean shirt on. I put my boots on. "oh yeah, we should go to the med-jacks to get your ankle re-bandaged.

I get up and he wraps his arms around my waist and brings me closer to him, kissing me again. I smile into the kiss.

A couple minutes later we sit in a room in the homestead where the med-jacks are. This time Jeff is looking after my ankle because Clint was helping someone else.

He takes the bandage off, and I see a cut in my ankle. It was gross.

"I need to clean it... It's gonna sting.. Is that alright?" He asks. I nod.