TW:
- this one has mentions of throwing up, it's not very detailed but if you don't like it then please don't read!
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gally stood in the kitchen, handing out his famous drink everyone went crazy over. there was no new greenie, but sometimes the needed just a night to go bonkers. It didn't happen often, but when it did, everyone loved it.
though you sat in your hut, drawings of the maze scattered around you. normally you'd go out and enjoy it too, but you swore not being able to figure out a way out of the maze, was making you go mad. there had still been some sections of the maze you and your running partner, minho, hadn't gotten around to yet. though you couldn't help but feel behind, defeated. there was this weird feeling in your stomach you know you couldn't get rid of. you were doing everything you could, yet you still felt like it wasn't enough.
you sighed angrily, tears swelling in your tired eyes. with a grunt you threw the book you had been staring at with drawings and notes of the maze, hoping something would just show up, a way to get out. it never came.
a knock was heard from outside your door. quickly, you whipped your glossed-over eyes, stumbling as you went to pick up the multiple drawings of the maze. before you could accept the person's entry, the door swung open. "excuse me?" you snarled, speedily standing up, and putting the papers on the little side table next to your bed. you were turned away from the door, so you hadn't known who just invited themselves in.
"It's just me!" minho smirked, leaning against the door frame of the hut. you only rolled your eyes. yet you were filled with relief. out of anyone you were glad it was minho. you glanced up at him, he had already been looking at you. though he seemed off. hed always knock just so you knew who it was, and he would have made a stupid joke by now, and he would never make it that obvious he was staring. just as you were about to ask, you had looked down at the drink in his hand, gallys recipe.
"don't look at me like that shank." he spat out, seeing you judging him from afar. "don't stare at me like that, shank." you copied. he only scoffed, stumbling as he walked over to you. you'd sit down on your bed once more, minho fell onto the bed next to you after putting his half-drunken, drink down on the floor.
he soon sprawled out on the bed with a yawn, you sat there. your chin lightly rested on your knee. wrapping your arms around your legs for support to keep them up, you looked down at the runner, smiling.
"now you're the one staring," he mumbled looking up at you with a cheeky smile. you playfully hit his shoulder back in response. "oww!!" he yelled rolling over into his stomach. "oh come on that didn't hurt!" you laughed. minho sat up onto his knees before completely tackling you down. "yeah what's funny know huh?!" he teased. you only pushed him back, causing him to almost fall off the bed, it ended with both of you laughing.
never did you once doubt that hanging out with minho wouldn't make you feel better. he always had that power. it scared you sometimes how easily he could.
things went silent, the awkward silence you hadn't had with minho in a while. it was odd. minho sat up, his skin paler than normal, a confused look plastered on his face. "um, minho?" you asked, concerned. he stood up, quickly, but stumbled to your door, swinging it open. puking noise could be heard. you ran after him, quickly wishing you hadn't looked directly at him. "gross." you mumbled, but stayed close. lightly rubbing his back, letting him finish. you completely forgot about him drinking so much of gallys special recipe.
"I'm never drinking that shucking stuff again." he said finally standing up, looking a lot better than before. you gave him a soft smile bringing him back into your room. he willingly followed.
you sat him on your bed, grabbing a cloth you had gotten from newt when he brought you your dinner. you carefully whipped his mouth with the cloth. he stared at you, completely in adoration. not even trying to hide it. you felt your cheeks turn red, thank god minho had drank so much of that drink otherwise he'd be laughing at you.
"you're driving me crazy here." he mumbled, yet he couldn't look away. you gave him a questionable look, staying silent, indicating for him to continue. "are you blind? why would I even do half of the things I do for you, for anyone if I didn't care so much for them!?" he mumbled once more.
and then it clicked. drunk minho was confessing his feelings for you. butterflies had filled your stomach, you thought your heart was going to pump out of your chest with how fast it beated. your face had to of been bright red. "don't make me say it. you know I can't say the words." he spoke once more. you immediately smiled. though you tried to keep your cool. you had always liked minho, ever since you became his running partner. you loved running with him. his stupid jokes, everything. though the only one who knew was newt. he would constantly tell you he felt the same, begging you to tell him, but you always denied it. well looks like he was right.
as much as you'd like to get into tell him how you felt, he was still drunk or whatever from that stupid drink. "that's cute. real cute minho. just get some sleep okay? we'll talk about this when you're not a mess." you laughed, and he voluntarily laid down, only after rolling his eyes at you.
you had just gotten back from throwing the dirty cloth away somewhere in homestead, only to see minho completely passed out. he laid on his back, sprawled out on your bed once again, lightly snoring. you quietly laughed, walking over to the bed. slowly and as quietly as you could, you got into the bed. though that didn't seem to keep him asleep, two strong arms pulled you close, then were tightly around your waist. his head laid on your chest. soft snores still heard. you had a small smile, ruffling up the runners hair before yawning, snuggling up to him. soon falling asleep with ease.
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morning eventually came around. your eyes soon fluttered open, a small yawn escaped your mouth. as much as you'd like to stretch out your body, the runner stayed laying on top of you, his grip still tight around your waist. you didn't even bother to fight it. you were too comfortable.
that was until someone pounded on your door. "y/n! get up! and get minho up too!" newt yelled tiredly from the outside of the hut, before walking away.
you sighed. as much as you didn't want to you knew you had too. you tried your best to shake minho awake. "minho- come on wake up!" you plead.
after repeatedly trying, he eventually yawned, slowly moving off of you. though you wished his arms stayed wrapped around you. he rubbed his eyes half yawning once more. "morning." he mumbled, before looking around. his eyes soon meeting you. you had already been standing up, stretching. "what- why was i?" he questioned. his cheeks flushed from embarrassment youd assume. it wasn't weird of you two to fall asleep together, but for him to be completely laying on you like that, that had to of been weird to him. "you don't remember anything?" you asked, throwing your hair up so it wasn't in the way, grabbing your running pack. "should i?" he asked again, finally getting up. he stood over by the door, opening it for you. you walked over to him. "you told me stuff yesterday. stuff I've been waiting to hear. you went soft yesterday shank." you whispered to him before walking out. he immediately ran after you.
"what? y/n! what did I say?" he yelled, though you only hushed him. "people are still sleeping." you laughed. "shank." he mumbled, running to his hut, grabbing the things he needed to run.
all he thought about was you, what he had told you. he held his hand up to his face. "idiot." he mumbled to himself. he shook his head as he grabbed his running pack, quickly putting it on and running out to find you.
you were sitting down eating breakfast with newt and alby. he stopped running after seeing you, grunting loudly before going to grab food. newt and alby giving him a concerning look, soon turning their heads to look at you. you only smirked. they then both laughed. "I shouldn't have even been confused." alby mumbled to newt. who only agreed.
minho knew he couldn't ask you, not in front of them. who knows, what if you were to be honest and make a complete fool of him? as much as he'd like to believe you wouldn't. whatever happened last night and you keeping it such a secret, he believed you would.
he sat next to alby, across from you. it was a quiet breakfast. minho eyed you the whole time. the tension just weirded newt and alby out. so they quickly got out of there.
soon you both stood in front of the maze. the whole time you both were alone, he begged you to tell him. this had been way more entertaining than you had thought.
"y/n, shank, running buddy, tell me!!" he practically yelled, his body turned to you. though yours stayed in the direction of the maze. the maze doors slowly opened. you waited to say anything until the doors were open enough to run in. you looked up at him, grinning. "you should have told me about your little crush on me." you whispered. his eyes widened, trying to think back, trying to remember. he sighed, nothing came back. "because then I would have been able to tell you about the little, crush I've got on you." you confessed. he immediately smirked. his face full of relief. though before he could say anything, you ran into the maze. he rolled his eyes, bringing his hands up to cover his embarrassed face. "newt was right!! you shank get back here!!" he yelled, running after you. both of you had huge smiles. a huge relief, lifted off both of your guys chests. a thing you both have been hoping for, for a while. you two happier than you ever thought you could have been.