The Maze Runner imagines

22//Thomas

Does everyone think fanfiction is kissing,kissing and kissing? There's nothing wrong with writing it,you should be proud and happy if you write it and write it no matter what. And to those who hate-Shuck you,shuck you very,very much.

A short one I know, another one I'll start writing after

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Your heart felt like it we jaunting in and out of position as you watch your boyfriend Thomas run out of the Maze,into your arms. With Minho by your side. You missed him,not being able to see him all day. Worried that something could happen out there. But he was okay. You hug and hold him tight against you,your hands gripping onto his neck,just where his dark black hair eyes.

"Darling,I need to go to map but I'll be back as soon as I can," he says. Kissing your cheek.
"Bye," you say,slowly slipping go of his hand and he runs off with Minho and you just sigh, happy and glad he's back to the Glade in once piece.

Once he comes back you take a stroll through the Glade.

"I love you," he says. Kissing your cheek once.
"I love you too." You kiss him once and continue the kiss,as his hands glide to your waist and he scoops you up bridal style and walks with you to the council hall. Opening the door and slamming it behind the both of you.

Once your inside you keep on kissing,as a passion burns inside of you. He lies you down on the floor,kissing you once more with his smooth lips. His hand running down your cheek,then tugging off his shirt. Giving you the comforting feel which can only be achieved when he's with you.