In The Maze ➸Newt x Reader

7

"Thomas, wait!" Newt stammered, eventually catching up to him. When we arrived abruptly into the shack, Jeff and Clint stared at us confused.

"What's goin' on?" Clint asked.

"These are a cure for Minho and Gally," I held up vials I held, and Thomas held up his.

"Thomas, Y/N," Newt slammed the door open, nearly tripling with his entrance. "We don't know if they are meant for that! They could die for all we know! We don't know who or what WCKD is."

"Dude he's already DYING! What other option do we have?" Thomas said, staring at Minho's limp body. I nodded in agreement, looking between Gally and Minho.

Thomas grabbed the second vial from me, and he walked over quickly towards Gally first, sticking the unknown liquid into his chest. Gally awoke screamed in agony briefly before transcending into a quiet state; soft snores fell from his mouth.

"Go, do Minho," Newt said, "Quickly! Before it's too late for him. He's already been infected long enough."

Thomas nodded, leaning over Minho's body before stabbing him as well, but Minho remained quiet.

"What is wrong with them?" Christ asked from behind, watching with wide eyes.

"They're infected," I mumbled.

"With what?" He asked, stepping towards me, grabbing onto my shoulders, and tugging me away slightly.

"Something that you don't want," I said.

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"So what job are you interested in?" I asked later that evening as Chris and I walked aimlessly around the glade. The sun had begun to set, radiating a deep orange ting across the fields.

"Well..I think I'd like to be a Med jack," Chris smiled, "I talked to Jeff and Clint after the whole episode with those two stung dudes."

"That''' be fun," I nodded.

"What's yours?" He asked, kicking the grass.

"I'm a track-hoe with Newt and his team," I slightly blushed at the thought. Hearing myself say Newt's name so effortlessly caused my body to shiver. Something about the way he talks and carries himself makes my body tingle. His smile, his laugh; everything about him led me to be so invested.

Chris smiled and poked my cheek, "You're interested in him, aren't you?"

"No," I crossed my arms and gave him a stern look, "What makes you think that?"

Christ laughed, "I'm not blind, I've been here for not even twenty-four hours to witness the googly eyes you give him."

I rolled my eyes, slapping his bicep, "Oh shut up, you're just reading into it."

"Am not," He pushed me with his shoulder.

"Am too!"

"Am not."

"Yes, you are-" I said.

"Hey, whatcha guys up to?" A British accent from behind me said.

"Just talking about y-" I covered Chris' mouth as he began to talk, pushing my brother. "Yowehalbeou" He tried to say, but I pushed against him harder as I panicked. He licked my hand.

"EW. Don't DO THAT," I cried, wiping my hand off on my jeans. Chris laughed, giving me a playful look before wandering away.

"Ima leave you guys alone now. Buh bai." He winked, meandering backward.

"Well that was weird," Newt laughed shyly, taking his hand and scratching the back of his neck.

"Ehehe yeah," I stammered, flushing.

"I came over to tell you that Gally's awake, along with Minho," Newt said, holding his hand up to block the setting sun from shining into his eyes. He squinted towards me, but I couldn't help noticing how his muscles looked so good and flexed when he- I cut my own thought off.

"We should go visit them," I said quietly, and Newt nodded in agreement. Together we headed over to the Med shack once again.

When we entered Minho stared at the two of us. He looked exhausted.

"Minho! You feeling better?" I asked gently. I had barely gotten to know him due to both of us being unconscious for a while, so I hope he didn't find it weird that I was visiting.

"Hm yea sure," He mumbled, smashing his face into his pillow. I shook my head, smiling slightly before taking my attention to the freckled-faced boy.

"Uh, hey Gally," I stood next to his bed, crossing my arms. He turned to face me and I noticed tear stains on his cheeks and red puffy eyes.

"Y/N I am so sorry," He began, "I-I don't even know what I was doing. I honestly don't even remember anything but when Thomas told me I-" Gally hiccuped, hanging his head in shame.

"I was stung, I swear it wasn't me." He pleaded.

"It's ok Gally, its ok," I said and awkwardly sat next to him.

"No its NOT OK. I ATTACKED YOU," He pounded his fists to his head, "And before that, I was such a perv and a terrible guy and-"

"Gally, its ok. I understand. You don't think straight when you're stung. I forgive easy." I said and smiled weakly. What happened wasn't okay, and neither was his attitude before; but rather than holding a grudge, I forgave him.

"I swear, I'll be a better person," He said, looking at me, "can we start over?"

"Of course," I nodded.

"T-thanks-s," He smiled, and I leaned down to hug him. Maybe Gally was a real softy behind his asshole persona.

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HUIIIII SHANKS! I am currently cuddling with my Dylan O'brien and Thomas sangster pillow :3 aha! Also, I created the character Chris bc i have a friend names Chris who i play Minecraft with alot and we play on a MR server.

And, Sorry if this sucked im rly tired today! Thanks for over 1k reads!! Like wow! I went yo bed with over 700 and now! Yall are amazing! ☺️ Have a good evening/night/day!