Stealers (Newt x Reader)

Chapter 7: Distractions

The hushed conversations and stares as I walked past the other boys reminded me of when I first arrived in the glade. Back then it was terrifying but I knew how to ignore them now or at least not let myself overthink it. Thinking of when I first came here made me think of Newt and I remembered meeting him more clearly than anything. More than the fear and the loneliness. Just him. The sun glinting from behind him, making his gold hair glow in a certain way I couldn't remember seeing on anyone else - that doesn't really say much being as though I couldn't actually remember anything. But it was the fact that even though I didn't know what home was, he made me feel like I had found it in his arms, and his words. His mind. Reminiscing on this brought me back to the present. And right back to how messed up it all was. Maybe he was right, we should just focus on getting out of here. If I was going to help with that I needed to get Newt off my mind, falling through puddles of self pity wouldn't help anyone. 

I heard someone call my name from behind me as I was heading towards the Map Room, knowing Minho was only training someone to be a runner and not out in the maze. I turned to see Thomas and at first I wanted to turn around and walk away from him but I stopped myself, I couldn't blame him for how I felt. 

"Hey, I just wanted to see how you were. I wasn't sure if you were gonna get up," he chuckled, obviously trying to make the situation a little lighter. I mentally thanked him for that, I didn't need people pulling up my feelings and deep thoughts. 

"I mean it's difficult but just got to get on with things," I smiled at him, hoping he would just think I was actually fine. 

"You don't have to completely lie to me, I'm sorry for what happened," he looked away, a flash of guilt on his face.

"Thomas. Don't worry about it. I'm good at distracting myself, that's why I'm finding Minho."

"Minho?" He frowned slightly, "I could help you, I mean isn't he in the maze?" I shook my head and carried on walking.

"I'm finding Minho. But I will hold you up on that offer," I smiled. He smirked and walked away, making sure his hand brushed past mine as he did. The smile stayed on my face the rest of the way.

I turned the corner to see Minho digging through the box of running shoes, too busy looking at the sizes on the bottom to notice me leaning on the tree next to him. He looked so concentrated, his muscles tensing slightly to hold each shoe still, only to throw it back into the box when he realised it wasn't a match to the one he had. He looked... No, it doesn't matter. I coughed, letting him know I was here.

"How long have you been stood there?" He smiled and immediately got up off the floor, bringing me into a hug. I accepted it. Apart from Newt, I was the closest to Minho and now that I'd lost him, Minho may be the one person i can actually trust. Thomas lingered in my mind for a second but I quickly decided I hadn't known him long enough to trust him like I trusted Minho.

"Not long, less than 30 seconds," I smiled at him.

"Woah 30 seconds? Really taking your time to admire the view," he laughed and tensed the muscles in his arms jokingly.

"Shut up," I laughed and smacked his arm playfully, "it was actually just funny watching you concentrate so hard on running shoes." It was his turn to push me and I stumbled a little before he caught my hand. The laughter continued until it reduced to a slight chuckle and then silence. I knew what we were both thinking about. Or who we were both thinking about. Newt.

"How are you feeling?"

Minho's POV

I watched her happiness fall for a second, leaving someone who is only aching inside. I sensed her sadness, like a thick cloud that suddenly hung in the air.

"Maybe we'll talk about it later. I came to you because I knew you could distract me," she looked at me and I knew she didn't want me asking any more prying questions so instead I just smiled and nodded, hoping that without words I was telling her that everything would be okay. We stood in comfortable silence for a second, admiring the glade and everything each person had done for it. An idea sparked in my mind.

"How about we go in the maze?" I smirked at her.

"Is that even allowed? Getting banished doesn't seem like the best thing right now," she smirked back and I knew the answer she wanted to give me. 

"It's fine, you know the maze, you used to be a runner. Until you decided to do gardening.. gardening?? Of all things," I teased her, throwing my arms in the air. She laughed with me. And it was infectious. I could sit here and hear her laugh all day. Before I completely drowned myself in thoughts of her I walked away to pack a bag, as she trailed just a few steps behind me.

After we got the food and water ready for our little day trip in the maze, we headed to the West Door. She looked up, right to the top.

"I haven't been in there in ages. Let's just pray we make it back in time, we only have a couple of hours," she had stopped looking up at the doors and stared straight into the maze, taking each bit of the entrance in.

"Don't worry one bit, I'll get you back safe and if I didn't, well I could never forgive myself," she laughed a little but I actually did mean it. Maybe she would never realise that.

"I was thinking of how to help find a way out of here so I guess here we go," she sighed and followed me through the doors of the maze. I looked down at her, and smiled even though she didn't know.

"Here we go," I muttered back, not minding if she heard or not.

A/n - I'm literally writing this and it's 2am. My brain feels heavy and I didnt know that was possible so this might be.. not very great. I think it's a little shorter than normal but I kind of like that. I just like to put a lot of effort and detail into it so idk. But yeah hope you liked it x

Still stayed up intil 6 am