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Newt x Male! Reader [The Maze Runner]
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Última publicación lun, abr 11, 2022
A young (H/c) haired boy hugged the blond tightly like it was the last day on Earth that they'll ever live, letting another quiet and broken sob slip from his trembling lips. He had dried but fresh tear streaks down his cheeks to the bottom of his chin, making it look like he had clear glue drip down his face. His eyes were slightly bloodshot and puffy and his hair having a sort of bird nest look, although they never really could remember the blurry memory of beautifully built bird nests that stayed high up in the trees they would try climbing as rather young children. He wanted the only one who he could call friend to stay here, with him safe and sound away from the dangers and diseases that seemed to be inhabiting and consuming the population like the plague the world right now, but life isn't the fairest at this moment in time.
The older boy murmured in the younger boys ear, trying to calm him even more.
"I'll be alright, (Y/n). We'll see each other again, I'll make sure of it." But all the blond got in response was a small but ever so heartbreaking whimper followed by a whisper.
"How would you be able to do that? You'll be stuck there and I'll be stuck here." The (H/c) replied oh so quietly.
The older boy went to reply but sadly never got to say what he wanted as WICKED guards came crashing in, ripping the young boys apart.
They both struggled against the harsh and pulling grips of the guards.
"Newt!"
"(Y/n)!"
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