The Maze Runner Imagines: Newt (Thomas Brodie Sangster) Book 2

Grumpy Newtie

Anonymous asked:

Could you please do an imagine where Newt gets jealous of another Glader because they are your friend (hint hint, Newt likes Y/n)?

I laughed as Minho told me about the recent madness in the maze with him and Ben as I did I couldn't help but glance across the glade towards the gardens where I saw a very interesting newt.

He stood as usual in his little brown shoes, tattered brown pants, orange vest and once white hoodie with his machete harness over his chest he was stood clearly doing some planting in the raised garden beds but since stopped his hands still in the dirt his dark chocolate eyes glaring at Minho with such an intense look I could have sworn Minho's back may have begun to smoke

"Well got to get back to the runner's hut see you later y/n" he smiled

"See you min, get yourself an early night okay," I told him

"Will do" he said before he headed off towards the runner's hut so as I finished my break I headed back to the gardens and to the very grumpy newt I smiled as I approached him still glaring in Minho's direction and I gave his cheek a pinch

"Why ya glaring?"

"I'm not." He says pushing my hand away and focusing back on the dirt

"You should see your face from this side"

"I'm not glaring"

"Then what do you call this face you're making?"

"Working"

"Oh... you must really hate your job"

"Y/n. Just go do your work"

"Oooooohhh grumpy newtie today"

"Work. Now."

"Alright I'm going I'm going" I laughed "You're cute when you're jealous" I giggled and before I could even pick up my trowel

"I. Am. Not. Jealous!" He snapped closing the gap between us "What would I have to be jealous of, It's Minho. He's a dumb, airhead, okay he's got some muscles from Running every day but I used to look like that too before I had to quit running, I could look like that if I wanted to I just don't want to, and even so a body isn't everything muscle isn't nice to cuddle and lay on so he'd be really uncomfortable to cuddle with, and I've seen him in the shower he raves about it like it's some kinda machete but really it's nothing more than a butter knife. Why would I be jealous!'

"...okay that was a lot to unpack, very grumpy newtie today" I laughed "Newt, Minho's just my friend that's all, You have no need to be jealous you're still my best friend" I smiled

"...maybe I kinda wanna be jealous"

"Why?"

"Maybe... I kinda, like you"

I blushed the moment he said that

"I uhh I'll just get back to work" he sighed heading back to the raised beds for a moment I was utterly frozen I watched to pinch myself to check if this was just the dream I had last night but if so I didn't wanna waste this, I dropped my tools and bolted over he heard me and turned confused but I grabbed his cheeks pulling him down enough I could kiss his lips, he wasted no time either immediately wrapping his dirt covered hands around me and kissing back he tasted like the soup from lunch and he smelt like grass and dirt but I didn't care after a good while we both pulled away blushing hard and smiling wide

"I like you too," I told him and he smiled almost tearing up as he fixed some hair from my face and gave me another kiss

"Hope I'm not interrupting" We pulled away and saw Minho now back from the runner's hut and staring at us

"Sorry" I blushed

"It's fine about time you two actually told each other, now of you excuse me I finally won my bet with Gally and I need to collect" he smirked heading into the glade "Gally! They kissed I won!" He yelled in the builder's direction

"Do you need to go collect any bets?" I giggled stroking his hoodie

"No, I didn't know they had any actually. I'm sorry for glaring that he's your friend I was being a klunk"

"It's fine" I smiled stroking his face and giving him a kiss "I'd be worried my boyfriend didn't get jealous of boys talking to me"

"Boyfriend!"

"If you'd like to"

"I'd very much like to"

"No more grumpy newtie?"

"Not as long as I have you" he smiled hugging me tight so I happily nuzzled into his shirt.