The Maze Runner Imagines

Thomas[7]

"Hey, wanna go work on the maps after this?" Thomas smiled in his infatuation.

"Sure! Meet under the oak?" She asked him. Thomas nodded, knowing that working under the tree was her favourite place.

When they had both finished their lunches and gone to gather their mapping supplies, Y/N and Thomas spotted each other, the oak half way between them. Shadow only covered the ground in a spot large enough for one of them and they both looked to one another playfully. Thomas knew Y/N was faster than him, but he was slightly closer so he bolted forwards towards the shade. He collapsed on the ground just before she did and Y/N scoffed in disbelief.

"You got me." She admitted against her pride and laid down beside the boy closely, trying to get under the small patch of shade.

"I'm not budging!" Thomas grumbled as the girl continued to push her way into his side. For nearly an hour, his stomach tossed and turned nervously in her close proximity as they mapped, constantly comparing their findings. When his mind began to drift, Thomas looked to the girl who was nudged up against him, his eyes flickering around her face. He uneasily leaned forward and brushed the hair which hung over her face back behind her ear. Y/N looked to him confused, and he leaned forwards.

Y/N took notice to the heat of the sun and how it had begun to slowly make the skin on her exposed arm tingle.

"Scooch!" She muttered, poking Thomas in the side.

"Nuh uh!" He affirmed, holding his ground.

"Fine!" She leaned in close to his face teasingly and then shot up. Y/N climbed on to his back and stretched out, resting her head on his shoulders which were still propped upright, her legs barely passed his knees when she lay atop him.

"You did not just—" He stated, sneering.

"I did, now keep drawing, you're behind." She demanded and he didn't question it. But, he struggled to focus. He could feel the warm air around him and her chest rise and fall slowly as she breathed, both threatening to send him to sleep. Thomas could tell that she had drifted into a soft slumber herself, and so he lowered his arms and rest his head so he too could sleep.

Undoubtably, the dinner bell rang and woke them up. Thomas could feel the girl nuzzle her nose into his back and release a warm breath which sent chills down his spine. He could crane his neck around just enough to meet her sleepy, soft, Y/E/C eyes.

"Hey..." He said in a groggy voice and a small smile grew on her face before she pressed it into his back again.

"I don't wanna get up." She said in her half waken state.

"Who said we had to?" He asked softly and rest his head back down again.

"COME GET IT BEFORE IT'S ALL GONE!" Frypan shouted at the pair under the tree and Thomas let out an aggravated sigh.

"I guess Frypan said so." He mocked and Y/N mumbled.

"C'mon Y/N." He muttered as he tried to raise himself off of the ground. Y/N wrapped her arms around his chest and refused to let go, Thomas' heart rate getting faster the tighter she squeezed. "Alright, I guess I'm carrying you." He tried to get as good of a grip as he could on the deadweight clinging to his body and prepped for a difficult walk across the Glade.