•||Maze runner •||• Imagines & Preferences ||•

It's a secret - Minho

"Do you realize why I behaved like that or not?" Minho exclaimed, deeply frustrated. "I can't just openly express my emotions like that in here, especially if you're not interested in me!"

"Again" I gulped, trying to hide the fact that I was slowly falling out of it so he wouldn't notice. "If you liked me that much, you'd be nice to me. You wouldn't care about the others"

That said, I left the room and tried to go onto a different chore. One in a far off place of the Glade, away from Minho.

There was a bonfire we needed to prepare.

*

The next day I avoided Minho.

Not only because I honestly didn't want to see him after our disagreement. But also because there was no trace of that determined and strong Y/N that faced him yesterday. I wouldn't have the heart to repeat the scene, hence I wanted to avoid the possibility of it happening.

Yet somehow my eyes kept following him around, even if I lowered my glance as fast as I could when I saw him looking in my direction.

Since I was too busy focusing my attention on Minho despite it all, I was mildly startled when someone placed an arm over my shoulders, but I hid it well.

"Today you finally stop being the Greenie, Y/N, you should be excited! You seem quite upset, though" It was Newt, who definitely noticed my behavior. "Anything bothering you, love?"

"No" I lied, trying my best to keep my gaze away from the source of my problems.

"The bugger keeps talking about a certain girl, you know?" Why was it that the boys were always so damn witty and cheeky?

"Is he drunk?" It was a rhetorical question that meant to hide my surprise and bewilderment while I mocked that statement. Yet Newt answered it anyway.

"Minho? No bloody way" The blond chuckled to himself. "He has only gotten really drunk once, and it was a long time ago. He knows what he's doing now"

I glanced at the Runner, watching how he was at least a little bit tipsy, his cheeks red and filled with energy and squirmy movements.

All of a sudden, he turned to me. But it wasn't like the other times during the bonfire in which I looked away as soon as his eyes fell on me and he got resigned. Instead, he built up some courage and was walking towards us this time.

"I'll leave you two lovebirds to it" Before he left my side, Newt winked an eye at me.

The two friends patted the other's back as they passed by. Then Minho stopped in front of me and stared.

I opened my mouth to say something. Maybe try and ask him to go away again, or to stop trying. But he piped up first.

"You want me to show you how serious I am about it, right?" Even with no context given, I knew he meant about his feelings for me.

"Well, yeah..."

"That would convince you that I'm not lying" I nodded, so he finished talking. "And you would make up your mind to go out with me"

"I guess so, I mean-"

"Everybody listen up!" Before I could even finish my sentence, Minho had already pulled me up from my sitting position and was holding me next to him.

All the boys in the Glade turned around to look at Minho and listen to whatever he had to say. Something told me it was gonna be embarrassing.

"I'm crazy for Y/N!" He kept shouting, loud enough to make sure every living thing heard him. Minho even ignored the subtle laughter from a few Gladers. "I want all of you shuck faces to know!"

I covered my face in embarrassment, even if it was oddly endearing that he would openly voice his feelings. In his own Minho way.

Everyone soon got back to whatever they were doing when he sat down and brought me with him. I stared at him with wide eyes, and more likely blushing.

"It's not a secret anymore" Minho raised an eyebrow coolly, almost smugly.

"You really don't care what the boys think about it?" I tested him, staring at him expectantly waiting for his answer.

"To hell with it, I like you a lot" Charmingly and definitely showing me that smirk of his, he placed an arm around my waist and held me tight.

"Well, that's better" I felt slightly embarrassed and bashful seeing as he liked me that much, that he was really trying for me.

"Of course it is" Minho chuckled smugly. "It's me we're talking about, Y/N"

"You still have to be a slinthead about it, don't you, Min-" My words were interrupted by his lips on my mouth.

His hands were firmly settled on my back as he gently yet passionately attracted me closer to him.

I had already managed to make him treat me better, to actually confess that he liked me and prove it. I knew there was so much I could do to change Minho's attitude, so I relaxed and gave in to the kiss.