warnings: handsy glader, cursing, spicy
mostly fluff, but definitely some spice
Best friend, he’s your best friend y/n nothing more stop looking at him like that.
You’d been in the glade for a little over a year, one of the first to come up. Of course you were also one of the first people to explore the maze. You’re a Runner, and proud of it. Everyone respects you for how hard you work, and it’s well deserved.
At first it was just you, Newt, and Minho running in a group for safety. But then Newt got hurt, and couldn’t run anymore. So now it’s just you and Minho running the maze until you choose more runners. You run together still, because not one person thinks that it’s smart to separate when you know so little about the maze and the monsters that haunt it.
“I wonder how much longer we’ll be searching” you huff, sweaty and tired from almost five hours of running.
“Yeah, but we can’t stop our searching until we find a way out, I don’t wanna spend the rest of my life in the shucking maze.”
“We’ve been running so long can’t we have a lunch break now?”you whine.
Minho looks over at you as you slow down and he smirks,
“ fine ya lazy shank, we’ll rest for a half hour then finish out the day”
You both sit and pull out your small lunch if fruits and plain bread, silently grateful for Frypan figuring out how to use wheat for his delicious homemade bread.
It’s quiet as you lean against the wall, and you take the time to admire Minho, in the least creepy way possible. His hair looks good even after all that running, and damn was he built, his shirt slightly sweaty and sticking to his form a bit.
He closes his eyes and leans his head back against the wall and you cough as you’re taking a sip of water, caught off fairs by how attractive it was. No! Shut up y/n! He’s your best friend FRIENDDD nothing more stop thinking about him like that why does he have to be so damn hottttttt.
“You good there shuckface?”
He catches you off guard with the nickname and you feel heat rise to your cheeks as he smirks at you, but in a concerned kind of way.
“Do you ever just wish things were different, Minho?”
“Different how? Like in the Glade?”
You laugh at his confusion, “No it’s just a different way of life when you’re the only girl, not that you get it though Mr. Tough Guy” you sigh, after a year of it you’d gotten used to it but hell, some boys have no respect, and can’t take no for an answer.
“So help me understand then.” Minho furrows his brows a bit and turns his body to face you.
“It’s just a girl thing i guess”
Raising his voice an octave Minho acts offended “Girly ok you know I’m here for you sister. Spill the tea😝” you laugh at his dumb girl voice. “No but seriously I’m here for y/n, I’m your best friend you can talk to me about anything.”
“Ugh fine” you cave, not planning on confessing anything, but definitely needing to talk. “Friendships are weird for me. All the guys that I just wanna be friends with want more. And the guy that I want more with just wants to be friends, nothing more.”
“Ahhh I see” he says, mocking a serious tone “y/n’s got a crushhhhhh oooooooooooooolalalalala!!!” He wiggles his eyebrows “Do tell, don’t be shy y/n. Is it Newt?”
“Im not saying!” You laugh “it’ll go straight to your head!”
Not even realizing your slip you keep laughing. But Minho goes quiet, a slow smirk spreading across his face. He grins even bigger when he realizes that you have no idea you just gave it away. Jumping up he offers you a hand and says
“Come on shank let’s get going”
Both surprised and suspicious that Minho had dropped the subject so quickly you continued your run. As you got to the end of your run started to worry.
What if he somehow figured out that I liked him and doesn’t feel the same way?Is it gonna be awkward now? Dammit did I just ruin my relationship with my best friend? Oh gosh, please no.
You finally reached the giant doors that lead back to the maze and run straight to the map room mean hoe right behind you. As you both work on the tedious task of drawing out the maze, you finally decide to say something, just to make sure your friendship isn’t ruined.
“Yeah y/n?” He suddenly stops what he’s doing and gives you his full attention.
“We’ll be friends no matter what right?”
“Of course shank, always.”
His gaze lingers on you, knowing exactly why you were asking. A grin spreads across his face again, as he looks at you focusing on your work with a small smile. You look up at him and catch him staring, a shy smile on your face as you quickly look down.
(TW: handsy glader) it gets spicy
About a half hour later you suddenly realize something.
“Oh shit it’s greenie day! I completely forgot they probably already started the bonfire!” You exclaim before grabbing Minho’s hand and dragging him out of the map room to grab some food and a jar or two of Gally’s drink.
Two hours later you’re still having fun by the bonfire you’ve had a bit of Gally’s drink but not enough to really affect you.
But you are buzzed, which makes you a little oblivious to the random Gladers who flirt with you. And a little more physically affectionate.
“Hey y/n” some random Glader who is definitely drunk comes up and puts his arm around you.
“Wassup dudeee” you giggle a bit as the weight of his arm makes you stumble a bit. The glader leans in incredibly close and his and slides down from your shoulder, moving to your hip.
“Hey there y/n, you wanna have some fun?”
Slowly, painfully slowly you realize what he means. Your hesitation makes the glader think that it’s a yes. He starts to drag you away from the bonfire when you realize what’s happening.
Thankfully, your night in shining armor, had been keeping a close eye on you all night long. He follows you as the guy pulls you through the Deadheads.
“Let go of me!” You scream and smack the glader in the chest, struggling to get out of the tight grip he has on your waist and hip.
“Come on, it’ll be fun, I know you want me…”
The guy grabs your face and starts to pull you in
“Stop! Please!” You yell, in no position to fight back, the guy could seriously hurt you if you tried anything. Just as the guy was about to kiss you, someone jumps out from behind a tree and knees the guy into the nearest tree.
You hear a loud smack as the guy hits his head and Minho starts beating the shit out of him.
“Minho! Stop I’m okay! He’s already unconscious you’re gonna kill him!”
Minho looks up at you, eyes wild with fury at seeing what the guy tried to do to you.
He grabs your hand without a word, and you two slowly walk back to the bonfire. Minho sits down on a log and you sit on the ground in front of him, your back to the massive flames. His eyes never leaving yours.
Most of the gladers have gone to bed, but 3 or 4 are still up, the last few sober people cleaning up a bit.
“Y/n? Are you okay?” Minho asks, his tone laced with worry.
“I can’t believe that guy tried to-“
“Minho.” Your voice is stern.
“You saved me, that’s all that matters. Thank you”
He grins, looking at you with a playful smirk. “That’s what friends are for right?”
Friends. Yeah, because that’s all you would ever be. Friends.
You’re still buzzed, and you’ve had a bit more to drink after the handsy glader.
Minho is silent for a second.
You stand up quickly, still dizzy and a fuzzy feeling in your head. As unstable as you are you fall forward, Minho catching you by your hips. He looks up at you, and you look down at him.
Your hands come to rest on his shoulder and the side of his face. For a second you just stare at him, but then you remember that he was about to say something.
Suddenly he’s on his feet, and it switches to you looking up at him, and him looking down at you.
“Shuck” he whispers barely audible. His eyes flicker from your lips to your eyes and to your lips, silently asking permission.
For a second you both just stand there, his hands on your hips and your hand that was on his shoulder sliding down to his chest, keeping you two from being as close as you are longing to be.
The hand on the side of his face moves, and you brush your thumb over his lips.
“Shuck” he says again this time even quieter. He lets out a soft groan as if making a life changing decision. You close your eyes and softly, oh so softly whisper his name “Minho…”
Anything that possibly could have made him hold back is immediately broken down as he hears you say his name.
“Y/n” he whispers one last time before he pulls you in until your lips are ghosting over each others. You briefly open your eyes to look at him and something in him snaps as you make eye contact.
Then nothing else matters
It’s just you two as he kisses you. He kisses you. Holy shit. Your mouths move in sync and his grip on your waist tightens as he pulls you impossibly closer. Your hands move around to the back of his head and run through his hair. He groans into your lips at the sensation, and you smile into his lips, breaking the kiss to laugh.
You get cut off as he pulls you back in possessively, it catches you by surprise and you lightly moan into the kiss.
The sound spurs him on ever further, and suddenly his hands are on the back of your legs and he breaks the kiss.
“Jump” his voice is raspy and breathless and man is it hot. You jump and it’s like you weigh nothing as he holds you up by your thighs, your legs wrapped around his waist.
Then he’s carrying you to the closest tree, and your back is pushed up against it, supporting you.
His hands are back at your waist and they slowly move up up under your shirt, feeling your skin. They stop at about halfway up your torso.
He’s switching between lightly massaging your waist and your thighs (good Lord he loves your thighs) when you slowly start to kiss down his neck.
He quickly grabs your chin and makes you look at him
“Don’t- don’t do that” he looks at you with a look in his eyes that you can’t help but love. “Hmmm someone has control issues.” You laugh at him and he pulls away from the tree, his hands going to your legs to carry you again. He starts to make his way to his hut, on the way there you start to kiss his neck again and he stops, a dangerous look in his eyes.
“Y/n. Stop, you have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
“Baby?” You laugh peck him on the lips and unwrap your legs from his waist standing up. For a split second he’s scared, scared you’re gonna realize you don’t want him and walk away. But then you take his hand in yours and continue to walk to his hut. Once there you both step in and he gives you a shirt of his, which makes it a little big on you. He turns around as you quickly change, and he does the same. Wordlessly you both climb into bed. He wraps his arms around you and you two lie on your sides just looking at each other. All of the sudden he shifts so you’re lying right on top of him, your head on his chest. He looks down to meet your gaze,
“Y/n, you’re my girlfriend now” he states, no questions or anything.
You grin, “Finally shuckface, it took you long enough”
He laughs and is about to comment on how you slipped up in the maze and practically told him, when he looks down to see you asleep, or so he thinks.
Barely audible over your own breathing, he whispers
“I shucking love you y/n” and you smile, knowing that you’ll wake up in his arms and the rest of the shucked up world won’t matter.
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