Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Funny Faces// Thomas

You were always lighthearted and jolly. So when you got out of the Maze and were taken in by a group of survivors you kept everyone happy and upbeat, you kept Thomas from always being serious. 

You just finished up being checked up by one of their doctors before being escorted to the cafeteria. You spotted your group immediately, seeing Thomas eyes land on you as you started walking towards him. 

Someone pulled you hand suddenly, causing you to sit down at a table. You look down at an entire group of girls. You haven't seen a girl, well, since the last you could remember. Pun intended. 

"It's so nice to see another girl around here, all there is are a bunch of guys." One girl says.

"What's your name?" Another one asks. 

"Y/n," you said. "I really should go back to my-"

"C'mon y/n, stay with us, talk girly." Another girl smiles.

"I uh-I uh don't really know how," you blush. "I've been with a group of guys for over 2 years."

"Really?" One asks. "I was only there for about 4 months, and I had girls."

"Really, guys I really should get back to my friends." You say.

"Just have lunch with us once," a girl with red hair says. "Please."

You give in with a nod. After about 10 minutes of questioning, you make eye contact with Thomas.

An instant smile pulls at your lips as you look down at the table.You looked back up a him, seeing his eyes crossed and his tongue sticking out the side of his face. You giggle in your hand before returning the face.

The two of you continue to make faces at each other before he comes over and sits beside you.

"Is that your boyfriend?" A girl whispers in your ear. You burst out laughing in Thomas' shoulder. 

You never really thought of Thomas as anything more than just your best friend. 

"I'm taking that as a no?" She says.

"I mean, why not?" Thomas smiles at you. "I mean, I do really like you."

"You?" you turn serious. "You like me?"

"Yeah actually, I do." He smiles.

"Shit, well I like you too then." You make a funny face before he leans down and kiss you, his lips warm against your lips. 

You hear the chorus of squealing girls and the hoorah of your friends.