I stood in Thomas's shack, folding my clothes up.
"Knock, knock." I turned around and gave Thomas a small smile as he walked in.
"You know, you don't have to knock to enter your own shack." I chuckled.
"I know, but one of the only things I can remember about my mom is her teaching me how to be a perfect gentleman as a joke, and one of the rules is to always knock if the lady in the room is unaware of your presence." He smiled, making me laugh and nod.
"That's a good one." I chuckled. He returned it before walking further in.
"Can I talk to you?" I asked.
"Of course, Thomas." I nodded, still folding clothes. He gulped as he moved closer to me. My smile dipped as he gently took the piece of clothing from me and put it back onto the pile before taking my hands in his. I gulped as I looked up at him to see him looking at my lips.
"I want to kiss you. I have since the day you arrived in the glade." He mumbled, looking at me timidly. I smiled as I moved closer to him so that our lips were only an inch apart.
"Then do it." I whispered. He smirked before leaning down and pressing our lips together. I returned it eagerly, holding the back of his neck to keep him close. He broke the kiss and smirked as he pulled his top over his head before doing the same to me. I smirked as I joined our lips again as he walked us backwards. He smiled at me as I lay down on his bed, allowing him to crawl over me. I closed my eyes and arched my back into his body as he attached his lips to my neck.
"Thomas." I moaned, clutching at the bed sheets.
"Tell me what you want." he hummed against my skin.
"You. I want you." I admitted. He smirked as he looked at me before crashing our lips together hungrily. I returned the kiss eagerly, gently pulling on his hair and making him moan into my mouth.
Thomas and I walked towards the campfire, hands joined as we sat down next to Newt and Minho. The boys looked at each other.
"Alright, what happened?" Newt asked, looking at us. Thomas smirked and looked at me before returning his gaze to them.
"As of today, Y/N and I are officially together." He nodded, making their eyes widen.
"And here was us thinking that neither of you would ever grow the balls to make a first move." Minho scoffed and shook his head, making us laugh.
I stood in the garden, tending to the plants.
"Hey, Y/N." I looked up.
"Oh. Hey." I mumbled, looking back down. Teresa looked at me.
"Sorry, have I done something wrong?" she scoffed. I sighed and wiped the sweat off of my forehead as I stood up and faced her.
"Thomas told me about the fact that you're a traitor." I nodded. Her eyes widened.
"Shush, don't be so loud about it." She hissed.
"Why shouldn't I be? Why shouldn't everyone know that you're a fucking traitor who has gotten people killed?" I spat. She sighed and looked down. My eyes widened slightly.
"Oh, my god. You're responsible for all of the things that have been going on, all of the things that I've been blamed for, aren't you?" I scoffed.
"I never intended for you to get the blame-."
"Don't even try that with me, bitch, you were stood alongside Gally, helping him to blame me." I spat. Teresa's lips curled into a smile.
"What the fuck are you smirking at?" I scoffed.
"What else did Thomas tell you?" she asked. My eyebrows furrowed.
"Excuse me?" I asked. She looked at me.
"I have memories of us together." Teresa smirked. I looked at her.
"Are you seriously telling me that you have wet dreams about my boyfriend because if you are, I might have to knock a few teeth out." I spat.
"Oh Y/N, they weren't dreams, they were memories. I have the odd memory from before I arrived here, and Thomas is in all of them. We're either talking, or fucking." She taunted. I gulped harshly as I tried to stop tears.
"You're lying to me." I shook my head.
"I'm not. Even ask Thomas. But make sure to ask him before I stab a knife through your heart, because that's coming." She smirked. I gulped harshly and quickly ripped my gardening gloves off before storming past her.
"Ask him how you compare, I'd like to know." She yelled after me, making me choke as I rushed away.
I stormed towards the fire and looked around.
"Where's Thomas?" I asked, making the guys look at me.
"He was looking for you." Newt spoke.
"Why?" I asked.
"Something about needing to tell you something." He shrugged, taking a drink of the water in his hand.
"He got that part right." I mumbled, making Newt and Minho look at each other as I walked towards Thomas's shack. I opened the door and slammed it, making Thomas aware of my presence.
"Hey, I've been looking for you-."
"You son of a bitch." I spat, making him gulp.
"I was going to tell you-."
"When? Or did you just figure that you'd let her tell me that you guys were having sex before I got here?" I scoffed. He sighed and looked down.
"We haven't been together since you arrived, and I don't even remember being with her before the maze, so I didn't think I needed to tell you." He spoke.
"It would have been useful, considering the fact that she wants to kill me." I snapped. He looked at me.
"What?" he scoffed.
"That's right. Teresa is threatening to kill me." I nodded. Thomas's eyes widened.
"What did she say?" he asked.
"She just practically admitted to me that she's responsible for everything that I've been blamed for, and she also said that she was getting ready to stab a fucking knife through my heart." I choked.
"I'm so sorry, but of course I'm not going to let her kill you." He spoke, rushing to me and cupping my face.
"Thomas, I don't care. You didn't fucking tell me." I scoffed. He looked at me with heartbroken eyes. I scoffed again and shook my head as I moved his hands from my face and moved past him.
"Y/N, please." He choked.
"I just need to be alone for a bit." I nodded. He sighed and returned it before looking down.
"I'm sorry." He choked. I sighed and shook my head before leaving the shack.
I sat next to Minho and Newt in front of the fire, with a jar of Frypan's moonshine in my hand.
"Y/N." I looked up and sighed as Thomas walked up to us.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Can I talk to you?" he asked.
"Sure." I nodded. He gulped.
"Um...in private..." he mumbled, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. I sighed and nodded, putting the jar on the ground before standing up. Thomas gave me a small smile as he took my hand and led me into his shack.
"Shut the door." He spoke as he walked in. I sighed and shut it before turning back around.
"What's this-." I turned around and Thomas immediately took my face and kissed me. I returned it quickly, holding his face as his hands moved to my waist. He broke the kiss and touched our foreheads as he looked at me.
"I want no one else but you. What Teresa and I had was nothing like what we have. I feel alive when I'm with you. I feel like I'm not just surviving anymore, but I'm living. I know I have to get you out of here. I have to get us out." He nodded, looking at me with those gorgeous whiskey eyes. I bit my lip as I tried to hide my smile.
"Prove it." I whispered. His lips curled into a smirk before he leant down and kissed me again. I returned it, tugging at the curls at the nape of his neck and making him moan slightly into my mouth as he deepened the kiss. He broke it and looked at me as he slowly started to raise the hem of my top. I gulped and looked up at him. He raised his eyebrows slightly, asking for consent. I gulped and nodded before slowly raising my arms. Thomas gave me a reassuring smile as he lifted my top up and over my head before throwing it on the floor. He bit his lip as he looked at my body.
"You're truly beautiful, Y/N." he admitted, his voice barely a whisper. I smiled and cupped his face again, pulling him down for another kiss. He returned it and moaned slightly as I worked my hands under his top and felt his chest. I broke the kiss and pulled his top over his head, my throat drying at the chiselled abs that were a product of years in the maze. He leant down and joined our lips again before picking me up bridal style and making me smile. He carried me over to his bed and gently placed me down on it before crawling over me and placing his body in between my legs. He joined our lips again, making me smile into it as he held my leg against his waist.
"Wait, wait." He mumbled, breaking the kiss and looked at me.
"What's up?" I asked, placing my hand against his chest. He sighed and looked into my eyes.
"We both know where this is going. Are you okay? Just tell me if you want to stop at any moment." He nodded, looking at me with worried eyes.
"Don't worry. I don't want to stop." I reassured. He smiled and nodded before leaning down and kissing me again. I returned it eagerly, pulling him closer. I closed my eyes as he moved his lips to my neck and started to kiss down my body.