the one where they're runners | minho x fem!reader ✔️

44 | the one where they ran for the last time

Y/n's legs hit the water first, plunging in like a nail. The water chilled her to the bone and her limbs felt weak, but she quickly swam up in desperate need for air. Once her head was above the water she took in a big gulp from the cold air, then quickly brought her hand out to check on the vials. There were pieces of glass on her palm, leaving some bleeding spots — only one vial had survived. It should be enough to help Newt for now.

She looked at Thomas, seeing him flipping off Janson. Then her eyes fell on Minho, his head just emerging from the water and looking around, stopping once his eyes fell on her. She quickly swam over, trying to wash away any leftover glass and blood from her hand while still holding on the last vial of Bliss.

Thomas got out first, helping Newt as Minho helped Y/n. ''You guys okay?''

''Yeah,'' Minho and Y/n answered together. Y/n coughed as she stood up, holding on Minho's shoulder for support.

The cocking of multiple guns caught their attention. ''You four, don't move!'' Four soldiers were advancing on them, their weapons up.

''Oh, you gotta be kidding me,'' Thomas said. Minho put out an arm in front of Y/n.

''Take it easy,'' another solider called. ''Uh-uh-uh! Don't even think about it!'' Y/n looked down, seeing Thomas had been reaching for his gun. ''Get on your knees with your hands in the air.''

Just as they were about to do that, the solider closest to them suddenly turned to his comrades, shooting them down with his launcher one by one. Y/n's eyes widened, her mouth hanging open as she wondered what just happened.

The solider walked over to them and took off their mask. If her eyes hand't been wide enough already, Y/n felt like they were about to pop out now. ''Gally?''

''We died, didn't we?'' Y/n asked, looking Gally up and down.

Gally looked at the pair, nodding at them. ''Minho. Y/n.'' He looked up at the floor they'd jumped from. ''You guys are nuts.''

Thomas spit on the ground and turned to Y/n and Minho. ''I'll explain later.'' He took off, Newt following. Y/n and Minho shared a look, as if expecting the other one to have answers.

Y/n and Minho stole two jackets from the fallen soldiers, covering their wet clothes. The five of them ran from the building and hid behind two pots, trying to catch their breaths. Newt suddenly started coughing from between Minho and Y/n and her head quickly snapped at him.

''Newt,'' she said and he looked up at her. His sweaty bangs were covering his forehead and his eye bags had gotten worse. ''You've got the Flare, haven't you?''

Weakly, he managed to nod. ''You, too.''

Y/n nodded and opened her palm, revealing the last vial. ''I've got some Bliss. It's not much, but it can—''

Newt shook his head. ''You need it, too.''

''No, Newt, you need it more right now, you gotta take it,'' Y/n said as she looked at Minho. ''Let me get his sleeve up, I need a vein.''

Minho watched as she got to work. His eyes flew between her, Newt and the Bliss. This was the last one. It would get them to the tunnels, but then what? Was he supposed to loose both of them?

''Minho!'' Y/n called, snapping him out of his thoughts. ''Come on, we gotta do it quicker. Hold him down.''

Newt had started to struggle, refusing to let Y/n inject him with the Bliss. She knew the feeling, not wanting to take it so you didn't become a burden. But she had the means to save Newt right now. He needed it more than her.

Minho held him down as Y/n rolled up his sleeve with great difficulty. She took the vial out of her jacket's pocket. Her sleeve raised up again and she noticed her veins had become even more prominent than before. Was the Flare spreading that quick? She caught Newt's arm and pressed on top of the vial, like Teresa had. A small needle appeared at the end and she quickly struck it in Newt's arm, causing his body to stiffen, then relax.