The Maze Runner Imagines

Slow dancing in the rain

* His P.O.V *

I watched all of them run around with warm smiles on their faces. The rain was cold, yet so comforting. Emma was standing next to me telling me how she remembers the rain.

"I remember it too. It's rained here before, but I remember it from..my other life." I told her. I heard her giggle so I turned to look at her. Her blonde hair seemed dirty blonde now due to the rain.

"C'mon lets play too!" She began to run but I tugged her wrist lightly. She turned to face me with a confused look.

"Slow dance with me." I said.

She smiled and laughed. When I said nothing she said, "you're serious?"

"Yes, c'mon." I outstretched my hand to her and she held it in hers.

"I'm not that good at dancing.." She muttered. I smiled down at her, "don't worry, I don't either." I pulled a strand of hair behind her ear.

"You look beautiful." I mentioned. She looked down for a quick second. When she looked back up at me her cheeks were pink.

"Thank you, Minho." Her blue eyes looked at me with so much appreciation as if she'd never heard it before.

"I need to remind you that you're beautiful more often."

"You don't have--"

"Yes, I do. I have to make sure you know you're beautiful."

"Thank you." She whispered. Her head landed on my chest as we continued to slow dance in the rain with no music around except for the noise of the Gladers.

"Emma?" She looked up,

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, Minho."

I bent down to kiss her, my hand on the side of her cheek. Every time I kissed this girl, I felt as if I was in heaven..

**

And that, kids is how I met your mother.

Just kidding I don't want that show, but the end sounded as if I was telling a story!

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