I felt the ground beneath me turn to grass, as all three of us entered the glade.
though I was relieved to be back, I found myself already thinking of going in again tomorrow.
As we continued walking, Thomas gently grabbed my wrist.
"Y/n, about earlier today..." - "hey you're back!" - Whatever he wished to say was cut off by Chuck running our way.
His happy face made me laugh, and I ran over to hug him.
"Chuck it's not like we were gone for days" - I giggled.
"Sorry, just a bit scared after you all got trapped" - he looked apologetic. I smiled and bumped his shoulder.
"Yeah, seems you all made it back in one piece" - Newt came walking up to us. I hadn't even noticed him because of Chuck.
His face seemed relaxed, until his eyes expanded in surprise.
"What happened?!" - Newt walked over and firmly lifted my arm up. it was covered in blood all the way past my elbow, looking like a crime scene.
Ups... forgot about that
"Woah" - Chuck made an astonished sound.
"Newt I'm fine, it's not my blood" - I touched his hands gently to let go of my arm, not liking to see him worry.
"Or well, I did cut my hand, so that part is mine" - I said half jokingly, pointing to my bandaged palm.
Newt still looked confused.
"Whose blood is it then?" - he looked at Thomas and Minho.
"The grivers" - Minho almost sounded slightly impressed.
Newt looked back at me.
"You saw a griver?.." - I had a hard time figuring out if he mostly sounded mad or surprised.
"We didn't just see one" - Minho spoke before I could answer and stepped up next to me, a smug expression on his face.
"It was dead, y/n had killed it"
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Maybe If I Disappeared? (Thomas x Reader x Newt)
Fanfiction"No no wait! Please don't go higher" - His voice was lower this time. I turned around to look at him again, he gave me a small smile. "Who are you?.." - I spoke quietly while sitting down again. "The name's Newt." Having been transported alone in a...
