#coupley things

[its-a-ittle-bit-cold]

This is home: prologue

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warnings: canon typical violence but not really , fem!reader but can be read as gn! or male!, hair, thomas being protective, wckd

summary: you break some hard news to Thomas (going into the maze)

a/n: my first tmr imagine! It’s kind of (very) self indulgent, but a series starter! (don’t mind my massive crush on Thomas)

originally posted by nany-suicide

prologue 

At fourteen, in the books, in the past, you suppose that the two of you wouldn’t be here, like this. You suppose that, in another time, you might be out to a movie theater, or at a school dance. Instead, you’re curled up in Thomas’s bed, head on his steadily rising and falling chest while he plays with your hair.

It’s late, and technically, the two of you aren’t allowed to have your own rooms, much less be in each others, but you’ve always been one of the favorites. 

Which is how you’ve found that, more nights than not, you spend them wrapped up in his arms. He’s big, hit his growth spurt early, and he’s strong from the training WCKD has a select group from group A - including you, Thomas, Ben and Minho - perform every day. No matter his strength or his size, he can’t keep you from the future, and your fate that you have already decided. 

“What’s wrong?” He whispers into your hair. You bury your face into his chest, breathing him in. You shudder your breath out, shakily building up the courage to tell him what you’ve done.

“(Y/n). What is it? Tell me, so I can help.”

Why is he so perfect?

“Thomas.” You climb up all the away on top of him, so you’re sitting on him, face to face. His copper eyes search your reddened ones. “I volunteered.”

Just like that, the concern in his eyes turns to fear. He goes rigid under you and pulls you tight into him. 

“Why?” He’s calm, but you know this type of calm, especially on Thomas. This is red sky in the morning, birds going quiet before a ravaging hurricane calm. Thomas can be scary, you remember. He’s the second genius behind the maze, closely followed by your best friend, Teresa.

A ways behind you, the creator of the maze and WCKD’s not-so-secret weapon, and, as such, the attempted victim of multiple assassinations by angry survivors.

WCKD is good.

 After the latest, Thomas hasn’t left you on your own for much more than the half- hour you’re allotted each morning to clean up after waking. He’s not the only one, Minho and Newt, two of the group A’s, stick by you whenever you’re not in the lab on assignment, which is almost never, it seems like nowadays.

In there, It’s only you, Thomas and Teresa - who act more like siblings than anything else.

Teresa, your best friend, who you told just this afternoon.

Teresa, the only one who knows your plan, ulterior of WCKD.

“Why?” he asks again, but he already knows.

“I’m the only one who can survive in there. Alone. I built the maze, bub.”

Thomas wrinkles his face up.

“Not all of it,” he whines. “Teresa and I-”

“- programmed under my supervision and guidance. With me in there, all you’ll need to do is keep me alive, okay?”

He sighs heavily, so heavily that you rise and fall with his diaphragm. 

“No, but… there’s no stopping you.”

“I’m still here for one more night, Tommy,” you whisper. “You can tell me goodbye tomorrow, too.”

“do Minho and Newt know? Teresa?”

“I told them this afternoon. Said I’m on a new assignment. But, Thomas…. “

“New assignment, huh? What do they think you’re doing in that lab every day?”

“They suspect. But I need to tell you. Listen to me, Thomas.”

His eyes lock onto yours, unwavering in a way that would be more than a little intimidating if you didn’t know him so well.

“You need to stay close to Teresa. You understand?” You lower your voice. “She knows the plan. She’ll keep you safe. The two of you need to work together in that lab until we see each other again.”

“Teresa knows- what plan? What are you talking about?”

You look around. His room is bugged. You both know that. You press your face into his neck and mutter,

“Thomas, why are we doing this? What good comes out of imprisonment? WCKD isn’t good. We’re going to stop them.”

He shirts you to his side again.

“Don’t say that. Please. Don’t say that.”

“Thomas.”

“Can we just sleep? Please?”

You oblige him, snuggling into his side like you do every night, drifting off together for the last time.

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I'm such a slut for holding people's hands.

[imaginarykangaroohorns]

Kiss my nose and tell me I'm the prettiest thing you've ever seen.

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When bae picks tumblr over you

Bae: *tumbles*

Me:yanno whats better than tumblr?

Her: what?

Me:your real life bae

Her: sorry

Me:

Her:

Her:*continues to tumble*

[sonderingbeing]

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[thediaryofaverysadgirl]

Hello dere.

Seasons come and go here at "Katia's Life DGAF Studios" and we want you to know that we appreciate your patience. Every single one of our editors is working hard to make this experience wonderful, to keep you entertained. If you have any questions, feel free to ask them. We only have one editor most times, or all times more like, but your questions/concerns will be met with as soon as possible.  Cut the crap, Katia.  Welp! It's 1 AM and I have finished homework and I'm drunk on Redbull and AJR's "I'm Ready" Remix. It's really fucking head-trippy. So, let's catch up!  It has been such a week, and let me tell you why!  Monday was the third day of Bryan and I being together. He gave me little kisses, like on the forehead and stuff. He was really affectionate and stuff. A lot of people found out, thanks to me.  It was later that day when Jose had told me, "Alexis said that Bryan said that he doesn't even like you." It made sense, but made my world kinda.. Not make sense anymore. I decided that she's a lying bitch and just put it aside until I saw Bryan. I asked for his side of the story and he didn't really say much. He just made it clear that he never said that.  Tuesday.. I don't remember much.  Later on (I don't remember the day).. Bryan gave me a note, like always, and explained that he truly does like me. He apologized for not clearing it up on Monday, like he should've. He said more, but he made me promise to not tell. I've kinda broken the promise by telling you that small bit. Oh well.  I had explained to Bryan that I have a super cuddly side, and I do... And he wanted to see it. I told him that he would get to, eventually.  Thursday.. I had an improv show to attend. I was at school until 5, like most days. It was just Bryan and I for a good 20 minutes. Intense eye contact was stable. We were just doing coupley things. Then my mom showed up. She took me to Taco Bell, so I wouldn't be starving at the improv show. I returned to school at 6 PM. Bryan had left by then. He has a life too, ya know. I was there with Jose. If I haven't already said it, Jose likes me. It's fine by me to be around him still though. It didn't really bother Bryan either, he's not the jealous type. But Jose and Bryan have talked about him (Jose) needing to back off. He (Jose) agreed to this.  I won't explain the small details, but Jose kissed me that night. I was crying so badly... Would that ruin my relationship? Should I even tell anyone? I was scared. I confided in Jake and Hannah, a couple that shipped Bryan and I before anyone else, and they were really supportive and just.. Helpful. They told me to tell Bryan. I went home and called him. I told him everything. He was mad at first, but I calmed him down, somehow. We ended up talking for two hours. It was really tense at first but it calmed down and became sweet. It was nice.  FRIDAY THOUGH! ;3 So, Bryan is always busy after school because rehearsals, except on Friday's. Those are our days to just chill and shit until 5. Before any of that though... Bryan wanted to make up for Jose's actions by... Kissing me. lel. But yeah, that happened, and my sister saw it all... Oh well! So, on Friday, after school, we didn't care. We just kinda kept going for it. It was like seven PM when we were finally caught, and in trouble, but that's another story.. 2+ notes and I'll tell it! x3