The Maze Runner: One-Shots

Permission (Newt)

He hated you.

Well, sort of.

He hated the way you made him feel. It scared him. He was usually fine in the Glade, on a normal day. But that all had to change when you arrived, didn't it? Because now, he could think of nothing else. Just you. The way you smiled and how your hair would softly brush against your cheek when the wind blew. He'd laugh whenever you rolled your eyes a Minho or stuck your tongue out at Thomas.

These were the little things that made his heart trip over itself. The little things that changed Newt forever.

***

"Could you hurry it up, Y/N?" Thomas said behind you as you laced up your shoes.

You finished your right shoe and internally rolled your eyes at Thomas. You moved to your left and made sure to take twice as long tying the two strings together. Thomas groaned and leaned against the Runners hut, tapping his fingers against the door frame impatiently.

After a whole minute had passed, you finally stood up straight and brushed off your pants. "Ready," you smirk."

"You know, why couldn't Chuck be my sister?" Thomas sighed. "He doesn't take an entire year to tie his shoes."

You shrug. "You shouldn't have rushed me."

Thomas pushes your shoulder lightly and jogs in front of you to the opening in the Glade. You follow closely and even attempt to step on the back of his shoe. You kept missing thought and to your disappointment, you reached the Glade before you could get it to come off.

Minho waved to you from Frypans kitchen and you nodded back. It was his day off so you and Thomas got to run together. Wonderful.

You put your hands on your hips, waiting for the Maze doors to open. You glance around and look at all the others who were already awake. Some of the builders, Alby, Newt and Frypan.

Newt stood from his work and leaned on the rake he was using. He looked up to you and squinted against the rising sun. When he realized you were looking, he froze and held up a hand in a rigid pose. You guessed he was attempting to say hello, but he looked like he was in pain instead. You wave back to him regardless and you can barely see him smile to himself.

Finally the Maze doors open and you follow Thomas out. Then you begin sprinting, ready for another day in the Maze.

***

Newt waited anxiously for you to get back. It was his favorite part of the day. He got to talk to you and be near you. Even eat with you at dinner if you were back by then. Those were his favorite days.

Finally there was five minutes until the Maze doors were to close, and you followed Thomas out on time, like always. Newt jogged up to you and nudged your shoulder.

"So how was running today?"

You chuckled. "This shuck face won't shut up." Thomas narrowed his eyes at you but you didn't take it back.

Newt grinned and folded his arms. "You should've seen him the first day he got here. I've never heard so many questions asked before."

"I'm still waiting to find out who qualified Gally to carry around a potentially deadly ax when he hates everyone. Seriously, who's bright idea was that?" Thomas shakes his head.

Newt ignores his question and focuses on you. "Y/N," Newt says anxiously. "Mind if I talk to you?"

You let your comfortable smile slip from your lips and nod. Had you done something wrong as a Runner? Newt was second in command after all and he could remove you from that position if he needed to. But you could've sworn that you'd obeyed all the rules...