The Maze Runner Imagines

He Saves Your Life | Minho

Quick Note: I started off this book when I was in middle school, so I used to kind of write everything down in one paragraph. I'm very sorry about that; it bothers me too. I always wasn't the best writer (I still am not, but i've improved), so please bare with me for the first few imagines. Thank you for reading. I appreciate it so much.

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You have been running the maze for hours and for some reason the walls changed big time causing you  to lose track for a bit. You ran all around until a griever decided to swing you across the corridor, you hit the floor hard and weren't able to get up. And as if all the shucking griever wanted to do was kill you it ran off. You started feeling incredibly weak and were sure that you wouldn't make it back to the glade in time. In the distance, you see a body running towards you.

"Minho.." You said with as much power as you had left in you.

"(Y/n)..I'll get you out of here." He told you, You shook your head quickly.

"No..l-leave." You said, knowing the gates would close anytime soon.

He was about to say something when the loud sounds of a griever were heard.

Minho turned and took out his sword, he immediately lashed out on it and surprisingly was able to kill it.

"Come on." He says picking you up.
You feel your surroundings darken as he runs with you in his arms.

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"Is she going to be okay?" You heard a desperate voice, Minho.

"Yes, if you hadn't brought her at the time you did she would've probably lost to much blood." You hear Clint tell him and watch him walk off.

"(Y/n).." Minho whispers. You look up meeting his eyes.

"Thank you.. you saved my life." You tell him. He shakes his head slightly,

"No need to thank me, i'd do anything to make sure you remain safe.." he whispers kissing your forehead.