TMR / TBS Imagines 2

Newt // Scars (Pt.2) *REQUEST*

* As requested, here is the part 2. It's short but I like it. *

"No, Newt. I don't wanna go out there," said the girl after her boyfriend told her they should go see the others. They were just as worried as he was about her so he wanted to show them that she was alive and well but she had other ideas.

"I know you don't want to show your scar but they won't think any differently of you. They'll probably be happy you're alive just like I thought." Newt placed his hand on her cheek again to run his finger across her scar. He knew his words from before calmed her down but they didn't seem to change her mind completely.

(Y/N) took a deep breath and spun around to look back in the mirror. She stared at the two of them, Newt's arms wrapped around her from behind and his head resting on her shoulder. Next to him, she felt like the scars didn't matter and she felt calmer in seeing the boys as long as he was there beside her.

"Alright but don't leave me, please," she added. Newt smiled at her and kissed her cheek before taking her hand to leave the room. They left the Med-hut and went towards the dining hall where all of their friends should have been.

(Y/N)'s hand latched onto Newt's once she saw everyone's eyes turn towards the pair as they walked in. Newt whispered encouraging and calming words to her that sadly went right over her head, too focused on the degrading thoughts in her mind.

"(Y/N)!" Minho was the first person up in the room, running over to the girl and tackling her in a hug. He pulled her away from Newt just enough that he could lift her off the ground and spin around a few times, her laughter filling the small room.

"Alright, Min, set her down now," Newt mocked sternly and waited for the Runner to set his girlfriend down. She stumbled back a little closer to Newt and turned her gaze to the floor. Newt knew what she was doing—covering her face with her hair again—and he didn't know how to easily bring it up. Thankfully he didn't have to.

"Woah, look at that!" Minho lifted her cheek (rather forcefully if you ask Newt) and tilted her head slightly to get a better angle of her scar. (Y/N)'s cheeks filled with heat while she predicted what awful things she thought Minho would say.

"It's so cool!" She stared up at him stunned. Out of every possible thing she expected, this was not one of them.

"W-what?" She croaked out, ignoring the sly smirk from Newt that clearly said 'I told you so'.

Minho smiled before calling over the others which were Frypan, Winston, Ben, Zart and Alby. "Guys, (Y/N) has the coolest scar on her face."

"Shuck, you look badass with those," Winston commented after seeing them.

"You look all cool and mysterious. Like one of those girls who has a dark past," Zart added causing the others to laugh.

(Y/N) smiled at the boys, feeling much more confident about her scars now that she knew what the others thought of it. Now that she heard them, she wanted to believe that it did make her look cooler.

"I want one of those! Winston! Cut my face," Gally said and the group fell into the laughter again. A part of her felt joy that they seemed almost jealous of the scar she had.

As (Y/N) listened to the others continuing to make comments about her scars, Newt pulled Minho aside where the girl couldn't hear.

"Thanks for this," Newt told him.

Minho shook his head, glancing over at the smiling girl. "Of course shank. We all care about her too." The rest of them continued talking about the scars until all of her insecurities faded away, replaced by a feeling of pride over the scars on her face.