The Maze Runner Imagines

Why? | Minho/Newt

Whether it was during supper, work, or breaks, you always thought about Minho. Minho was your best friend. He was the one person you knew you could count on since you arrived in the box. He always showed you kindness and even in your most difficult times he was there for you.

You think you love him. There is no doubt in your mind that Minho is the person you want to spend your life with. He's such a caring, loving, and funny person. He always makes you laugh when you are sad, cry when you are happy, and smile when you are mad.

There's just a slight problem, you are dating Newt. Newt is so sweet and caring as well. He is always looking out for you and making you feel so happy. However, your heart aches for Minho. Your heart enjoys being around Minho just a little bit more. You tried for weeks to submerge the crazy feelings about Minho, but it was no use. He kept popping up in your head wherever you went (which wasn't far because the maze had nothing).

When you would begin to picture yourself somewhere with Newt his face would dramatically change to Minho's. When you saw Minho you could feel the longing in your chest. It was Minho you were in love with, not Newt. You weren't sure how you would tell Newt.

"Are you okay, love?" Newt asked in his thick British accent. He looked at you with a frown on his face. He had been talking while you were thinking about, surprise, Minho.

"Yes, of course. I'm sorry. What's up?" You asked him. He was sitting next to you on the lookout tower. His feet dangling on the edge.

"I was saying how I think Thomas might've found something—a way out," he exclaimed. His features instantly changed from sad to happy. It made you happy to see Newt happy.

"We could live a normal life," he said now crossing his legs. He turned to face you.

"I love you so much," he muttered. He moved closer and began to kiss you. You could feel the guilt rising up inside you, but you ignored it a bit longer.

His hands wrapped around your waist. He pushed you back so that you were now on your back. He hovered over you and propped himself up by his elbows. He began to kiss your jaw and made his way to your neck.

"Newt, they'll see," you whispered.

"They can't see anything from down there," he said sounding muffled.

"Newt," you said in a warning tone.

"Baby, it's okay." He said looking at you. He tried to kiss you again but you looked away.

"What is it?" He said sitting back up. He sounded irritated.

"We can't just make out up here," you said throwing your hands up. He looked at you in disbelief.

"Here? Or anywhere? You rarely even look at me,
(y/n)!" He was frustrated.

"I just can't, Newt," you muttered.

"Why?" He pressed.

"I can't," you replied.

"Why!!?"

"I ca—"

"WHY?"

"BECAUSE I LOVE MINHO!" You yelled just as Minho began to say "supper is r—" but he didn't finish his sentence. He stared at the both of you wide eyed. You could feel your cheeks begin to heat up, but so were Newt's.

"Newt," you muttered after he had gotten up.

"Newt I'm sorry," you said but he had already pushed passed Minho. He walked down the stairs before stopping abruptly.

"I hope you find happiness with him," he said softly before walking away.

You hugged yourself and let the tears rush down. It wasn't how you wanted to tell him. You didn't want to scream it in his face especially when Minho was around. You wanted to let him down gently. You wanted to be gentle because he was always gentle with you, but you could tell from the way he looked that he was absolutely destroyed and it was all your fault.