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[the-fiction-witch]

Adorable

Media - The Maze Runner Series Characters - Newt Couple - Newt X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - 17 (Smutty discussion) Word Count -996

Newt sat quietly in the back of the ageing jeep, the vehicle bouncing over the uneven terrain as they traversed the vast, deserted landscape toward the last city. He gazed out the window, taking in the expansive horizon where the endless, sun-bleached sand stretched like a golden ocean, punctuated only by the rusted remains of old cars, skeletal buildings, and other relics of a civilization that had long since faded into memory. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, amber glow over everything, giving the desolation a haunting beauty.

Y/n, blissfully unaware of the world outside, lay sprawled comfortably across the backseat, her head resting against Newt’s shoulder. She was nestled beneath the warmth of his jacket, which he draped over her like a protective blanket. Exhausted from driving throughout the night, she was finally able to steal some well-deserved rest.

Newt smiled softly at the sight of her serene face. He gently pulled her a bit closer, relishing the moment, and pressed a tender kiss to the top of her head.

Up front, Thomas sat in the passenger seat, his eyes shifting between the rearview mirror and the endless road ahead. Fry gripped the steering wheel with determination, his focus set firmly on the path that lay before them. After a moment of silence, Thomas turned slightly to glance at Newt, "Hey … Can I ask a weird question?"

Newt raised an eyebrow, intrigued by what was to come from his friend's mouth, "Hm? Yeah, What is it?"

"How uhh how long have you two?"

He chuckled, shaking his head as he lightly ran his fingers through Y/n’s hair. "Three years now. Surprised none of you knew before."

"I had suspicions."

"Oh really? What kind of suspicions?"

"… I was curious where you were sneaking off to all those nights after lights out,"

"Yeah, yeah. Though we were getting away with it just fine."

"Do you two …"

Newt raised an eyebrow, "Are you going to finish that sentence, or just leave me in suspense?"

"You know… Do. It?"

"Do what exactly? You're gonna have to be more specific."

"Fuck." Fry spoke up,

Newt laughed out loud, "Yeah."

"… Kinda a dick move. What if she'd gotten pregnant in the glade? None of us knew how to deliver a baby and no one was ready for a small tiny thing!” Thomas complained,

"That's a valid point. We were definitely stupid to risk it." Newt agreed,

"You could have just… Not fucked." Fry suggested,

"Yeah, right. You try telling me that when you're alone with the person you love, in a stressful situation. Not that easy to just ignore the temptation."

"Translation. Newts was a horny teenager and Y/n got tired wrists." Fry joked,

"Hey, shut up. You try being stuck in a dangerous glade with a beautiful girl."

"Adorable. But what about now? No glade anymore…" Thomas suggested

he shrugged, "Not as easy to find a moment of privacy. But we're not stuck in a giant maze anymore, so it's not like we have to worry about getting caught as much. Plus, I think she's still making up for lost time." he teased.

"Also you know, given the whole… Dramatically decreased population and all… I mean you are kinda continuing humanity?" Thomas laughed,

"Great, humanity continues through Newt and Y/n." Fry sighed,

"We're doing our part to repopulate the planet," Newt smirked,

"Ughh I swear to god I'm gonna come back from a scouting trip and they'll just be like seven little blonde British kids running around," Fry groaned,

"Hey, don't knock my future seven little blonde British kids! They'll be adorable."

Y/n shifted in her sleep on Newt's shoulder nuzzling close, "ummmm babies…"

"Awww Looks like someone's dreaming about babies." Newt cooed,

"If you start making babies in that backseat I'm kicking you out Newt," Fry warned,

"Relax, we're not gonna start making babies in the backseat. I'm not that desperate."

So… Does Y/n let you … You know?" Thomas asked,

"Let me do what, exactly?"

"Touch her… You know?" Thomas asked, making a vaguely chest-grabbing gesture.

Newt rolled his eyes, but still couldn't help but smirk a little at the question. "Yeah, I do. A lot."

"how do they feel?"

"Amazing. They're…big, soft and sensitive."

"Sensitive?"

he nodded, a smug smile still on his face. "Yeah, very sensitive. She reacts just from a gentle touch on her skin. And trust me, I know just the right places to touch to make her go crazy."

"Gross." Fry sighed,

"He asked. Don't get upset just because you got an honest answer."

"But like … What does it feel like having someone else… Touch you?" Thomas asked curiosity,

He pondered for a moment, trying to find the right words to describe it. "It's… amazing. Like a whole new kind of pleasure. Having someone else touch you, knowing that they're enjoying it just as much as you are. There's nothing else that compares to it."

"Winston used to say blow jobs were like the best feeling known to man… Not sure how he knew…" Fry spoke up,

“He probably made it up." Newt laughed,

"But does it?" Thomas asked,

"Does what?"

"Does a blow job feel like the most amazing thing on earth?"

"Yeah, it does. But not the whole act itself, it's the way she… It's like… heaven." He thought for another moment, still running his fingers through her hair, smiling softly at the memory. "Especially when she's on her knees in front of me. Or if she lets me pull her hair."

"Impressive you trust someone enough to willingly put your dick between their teeth." Fry laughed

He shrugged, "Hey, I trust and love my girlfriend. I know she would never hurt me."

"hummm Newtie…." Y/n grumbled,

He softened, glancing down at her with a fond smile. "Shhh, go back to sleep, love."

She mumbled something incoherent, shifting on his shoulder and snuggling closer. He gently kissed the top of her head.

"You guys are adorable." Thomas laughed.

"Yeah, yeah, says the guy who's still single."

"We had one girl in the glade and you got her, what was I supposed to do!"

"Not my fault I got to her first. You snooze, you lose." Newt smirked, planting a kiss on Y/n’s nose.

[1-800-teax]

Lost

Newt x reader

Angst (sorry in advance)

-+-

"Come on, Newt! Hold on!" I shout as I feel him slipping as Thomas and I desperately try to make it to the serum.

"We're almost there! Just stay with me! Stay with me Newt!" Thomas also pleads.

I cry out as I connect with the floor, Newt's body taking me down with him as he falls to the ground.

I quickly recover, kneeling next to Newt who is choking on the black liquid making its way out of his mouth.

Thomas shakes him while I try to turn him on his side.

Thomas stops me and checks his heart.

"Alright! You grab his feet!”He says moving quickly to grab his upper body.

I'm just as fast as I grip onto his legs tightly.

My muscles are screaming in protest as Thomas and I lift up Newt's heavy body and attempt to carry him.

Thomas and I grunt and groan as we try our hardest to carry him but our bodies are to tired and worn out as we fall to the ground with him.

A frustrated, desperate whine escapes my lips.

"Thomas?" We both pause and look up.

Teresa's voice can be heard loudly over all the chaos happening in the background.

Thomas continues to listen to what Teresa is saying but I could care less.

I return my focus back on Newt as my emotions catch up to me.

I try to swallow back my tears but some strays manage to fall down my cheeks.

"I'm so sorry." I whispers in his ear as one of my hands feel for his heartbeat and the other brushes away his hair from his forehead.

Newt's eyes switch from glazed over to normal which is a sign that he is fighting the infection.

"You cured her.", was all it took for me to tune back into what Teresa is saying.

My focus shoots off of Newt and up to Thomas.

"She doesn't have to be the only one." As she says these words, Thomas exhales a shaky breath.

"All you have to do is come back...come back to me."

I roll my eyes at her words and was about to say something to Thomas when I feel Newt's heartbeat pick up under my hand.

I snap my eyes back on him to see him sitting up right, staring at me with his glazed eyes.

I jump back onto my hands in fear.

"Newt..." I say cautiously, brokenly.

The lights flicker before the two front lights turn on and Newt stands up.

"Newt?" Thomas calls out when he turns around, startled.

He peeks down at me for a second, but quickly returning back to Newt.

I stumble up to my feet and stand next to Thomas.

Newt turns around, but he isn't the Newt I know.

"Newt?" Thomas calls out brokenly.

Newt releases a guttural growl before lunging at Thomas at I, but before he could touch me, Thomas shoved me out to the way which has me diving into the ground.

I whip around quickly to see Newt and Thomas rolling on the floor.

"Tommy, kill me!" He says kneeling down.

My heart breaks hearing those words.

"Newt, I'm here!" Thomas tried to say before Newt lungs at him yet again.

I jump up and wrap my arms around Newts torso trying my hardest to pull him off of Thomas.

"Newt! Newt stop!" I scream.

"Newt, please!" Thomas cried out.

"Please!" We both cry at the same time.

Newt snaps out of his trance, but we both don't let go.

Newt breaths heavily, "I'm sorry, Tommy." He says before turning to me and saying, "I-I'm sorry, Y/n."

"It's okay, it's okay." We both breath out.

The moment doesn't last long before Newt's breathing picks up and he reaches down for something.

He pulls it up to his head and I notice it's a gun.

Both Thomas and I cry out a "No."

I step back and kick it out of his hand as Thomas slaps it away.

Newt lets out another guttural scream as he pounces on Thomas again.

Thomas pushes Newt off of himself.

I watch as Newt pulls a knife from his pants and pounces on Thomas once again.

"No!" I shout reaching out once again to pull Newt off of Thomas.

Both Newt and Thomas scream out as Newt shoves a bit of the knife into Thomas chest.

Thomas shoves Newts hand away from him which causes Newts elbow to ram into my forehead forcefully.

I hit the ground with my back, my ears clogged and my vision blurry.

I desperately try to refocus my vision and attempt to get up but I can't.

I give myself a second to breath before I try again, succeeding this time.

My head pounds as I push myself to fight.

I slowly stumble up into my feet, the sound of Newt and Thomas fighting floods back into my ears and my vision clears up and my vision is still slightly blurry as I watch Thomas and Newt collide into a each other.

The sound of a knife penetrating flesh fills my ears and makes my blood run cold.

Thomas' eyes find mine and the look he gives me tears my heart out, ripping it to pieces.

My vision fully returns just in time to see Thomas reluctantly pull away from Newt with teary eyes.

"No!" I screams rushing towards them just as Newt's body hits the floor.

"NO! NO! NO! NO!" I continue to shout as I fall beside Newt, not caring about my pounding headache or my aching knees from hitting the ground so hard.

My hands tremble as I struggle to find a place to rest my hands.

My hands settle on his face as I watch the life drain from his eyes.

I scream and scream and scream until my throat felt like it was on fire.

I cupped Newt's face in my hands as my salt tears drop onto his perfect lips.

The lips I'll never get to kiss again.

I sob heavily as I wrap my arms around him, cradling him to my chest.

"Don't leave me!" I sob out to him.

I don't even notice that Thomas is now gone until I look up at the sky and from my peripheral vision I see Brenda starting teary eyed.

Minho, Gally and Frypan slow to a stop once they see the scene in front of them.

I turn back towards Newt and sob louder.

"I'm sorry." I whisper in his ear.

I feel soft hands rest on my arm and I look up to see Frypan with tears falling down his cheeks on the side of me staring down at Newt.

I heard a shuffle on my right and I turn to see Minho staring blankly at Newt with Gally a few inches beside him.

Fry gentle raises his hand up to Newt's face which causes me to flinch and instinctively grab his hand, squeezing his wrist tightly.

Fries face morphs into pain which causes me to let go instantly and mutter an apology.

Fry nods before cautiously reaches over to close Newt's eyes.

The simple action emits another round of sobs as I hold on even tighter to Newt.

"Come on, we have to go." I hear Gally say in a strained voice.

"Y/n..." I hear Fry start.

"No." I protest, sternly.

"Y/n, we have to go." Fry says, his voice breaking.

"I SAID NO!" I shout, my voice hoarse.

My right hand trembles as I hold the gun up to Fry, Minho, Brenda and Gally.

"Woah!"

"Y/n-"

I don't even know where I got the gun from or when I moved to get it but here I am holding it on my friends...my family.

Tears blur my vision slightly and and my chin wobbles.

"Leave me here." I choke out.

"This wasn't supposed to hap-happen!" I hiccup.

"I love him! He isn't supposed to leave me!"

"Just-" I throw the gun. "Just leave me here!" I say returning to cradling Newt to my chest.

"Y/n..." I hear the soft voice of Brenda and foots steps as they get closer.

"You know he wouldn't want you to stay here." She says.

I shake my head as tears continue to spill from my sore, bloodshot eyes.

"No-no you don't get to say th-that!" I spit out.

"But you know it's true. He loved you Y/n and you know he would want you to get out and be free." she continues.

Her words sink in.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I whisper to him as I litter continuous kisses on his forehead and cheeks.

" I love you, so so much." I say placing one more, long kiss on my forehead.

I slowly and gently lift his body off of mine and onto the concrete.

I sniff and let the tears flow.

"G-goodbye, Newt." I whisper.

I slowly and brokenly stumble to my feet and crash slightly into Brenda who gently guides me away from Newt.

I look back at him and a sob escapes my lips as I leave the love of my life.

Brenda keeps a tightly grip on my wrist as she guides me to the Bereg.

We make it and Jorge wordless pulls me into a hug where I crash my body weight into him and release more sobs.

"Come on, we gotta go." Vince gently says as Jorge guides me inside and into a seat.

I abandon the seat and slide on the floor instead where I stare blankly at the wall with hot, salty tears rolling down my face.

Soon enough Brenda comes and sit next to me, not saying or doing anything, just there for comfort.

After a while my tears stop and stain my face puffed up, blotchy face but my mind continues to run.

I get so lost in my thoughts that I don't even realize the panics everyone was going through to get Thomas or the fact that he was bleeding out.

The hit to the head I took earlier catches up to me as my vision turns black.

I wake up laying in a cot next to a passed out Thomas.

I confusedly look around at the medical supplies in the tent.

I listen and hear the sounds of water whooshing and loud chattering.

I sit up slowly and look down at my clothes.

I paused when I see Newt's shirt on me.

I swallow back my emotions and raise the shirt up to sniff it.

I release a breathy laugh as I could still smell his strong earthy scent.

I’m gonna live for you, Newt. For the both of you.

I thought while caressing my stomach.

[mazerunnermusical]

[xoxotommyxoxo]

Newt: Please pray for Thomas . Minho: What happened to them? Newt: Nothing, they’re just very stupid.

[medicangels]

Newt || The Maze Runner

“ Great, we’re all bloody inspired “

[grace092907]

Run. ||Newt x OC - |2| (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1232706195-run-newt-x-oc-2?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=attemptedauthor222&wp_originator=7grmKjlcYJdrbStAdohD8kWIIQrUw%2BZM6JNgXrRSmEmfsu6QI4GHopk4f3xs3LNPXTf7D7SiNK5oTqrHQm%2BbIn0xo2sAaXOPWsNeJK6U2gjWjd7pfEjYH%2FvcqptTo9by In a world crippled by The Scorch and The Flare, Dwyn finds herself on the smoldering floor of WCKD's 'Maze Compound A'. Can she demolish the trials from the outside, or is there another way?

[asktheshanks]

Gally! We should be buds! Idk why but we should! Gladers (plus Gally, Aris, Brenda, etc.) what do you think about transgenders and the harassment they have to go through? Do you think it's okay for people to be transgenders? Or the fact that people laugh and shame people who chose to be/are transgender? (cuz I kinda think I'm one but then again I still don't know....)

Gally: We should! We’ll rule the Glade together.

Alby: Gally, I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that. And, anon, trans people are awesome! Many of the Gladers are trans.

Newt: I’m actually genderfluid! Everyone is pretty supportive.

Brenda: Harassing and shaming a trans person is definitely not okay.

Aris: We hope to create a community where all trans people feel welcome.

Gally: If someone bullies a trans person, they’re going to have to fight me. Bullying is only okay if it’s Thomas.

Thomas: Hey. I heard that!

Newt: I know you sent this in 2015, so maybe you’ve figured it out, but it’s okay if you haven’t either. Gender can always be reevaluated, and you can always come out multiple times. I support you and your journey! We’re here to talk to if you need us.

[multifangirl995]

Calligraphy

Hi!

Just a really short, like 15 minutes thingy.

No editing.

Pairing: Minhoxfem!originalcharacter

POV: Maria

Warnings: None, lol floof

Word Count:

Enjoy :)

*****

"Whatcha doin' there?" I asked, leaning over Minho's shoulder

It looked like some sort of letter. A scroll of dark paper, words written neatly in black ink.

The writing didn't match Minho's though.

He jumped when I spoke, scrambling to cover up whatever the paper was.

Maybe this is that smut scroll Thomas told me about?

"uh- uh- nothing- just- a thing-" He stuttered, giving me a panicked and awkward smile.

I placed my hand on his shoulder and looked into his eyes, "Listen Minho. This is completely natural. And I understand if-"

I guessed I was wrong when his face contorted into disgust.

"No! Maria! This is not the smut scroll-" His eyes flickered back and forth, hand gestures going everywhere.

"Ok! Ok! Sorry!" I laughed, "So what is it shank?"

"Well- I- uh-" He began to stumble over his words again, "Here."

Minho uncovered the paper and handed it to me.

I found a paragraph of sentences in a nice manuscript.

Maria

Maria is nice.

Maria is beautiful.

Maria is my best friend.

Maria is lovely.

Maria is wonderful.

Maria makes me laugh.

I like Maria.

"Minho?- Did you?" I look up to meet his eyes

"Learn some calligraphy for you? Yea," He rubbed the back of his neck, "It's really stupid I know, I'm a shuck-faced slinthead. But you said you liked calligraphy, so I just thought- Never mind. It's klunk."

He began to take the paper from me, obviously embarrassed, and the red on his cheeks only growing.

"No! No!," I tugged back, "Minho I love it!"

His head snapped up, features shocked, "Really?"

"Of course! It's so sweet of you! I'm so flattered!"

"Well..." He rubbed the back of his neck, ego puffing a bit, "Yea"

I patted his adorable smiling face, "I'm taking this with me"

*****

So uhm yea.

I literally wrote this in 15 minutes.

It's completely unedited so sorry for any mistakes :)

Thanks

Love you

~ R xx

[newtparadise]

The Maze Runner Reverse Bang 2019

Newtmas AU [7/?]: assassin and scientist

Newt is a trained assassin recruited since he was a child, raised to be a cold-hearted killer. He grows to be the best in the field, but everything changes when he meets Thomas, a charming young scientist whose passion for his job captivated Newt. One day he receives an assignment: kill all the members of the WCKD lab.

I'm honoured that Jam @00250 picked this prompt to write. Please read her awesome fic on AO3! Also check out the other fics and art to be posted everyday for the next 2 weeks on @mazerunnerbang :)

[buckleyirondad]

Maze Runner: The Death Cure - 26th January 2018

[the-fiction-witch]

She's Mad At Me

Media - The Maze Runner Series Characters - Newt Couples - Newt X Reader Reader - Y/n (GF) Rating - 12 Word Count - 667

Requested - yourlittlefries asked: Hii I don't know if you're accepting requests but I have one so its a maze runner fic and it's basically the reader being mad at newt (also they're in a established relationship) and she starts screaming in her native language (hungarian) and over all fluff thanks!

Newt stood resolutely, machete in hand, as he struggled to pry a stubborn tree stump from the earth on the outskirts of the garden. The midday sun hung high in the sky, beating down mercilessly, transforming the air into a thick, sweltering blanket. Sweat trickled down their foreheads and pooled at the nape of their necks, the relentless heat making their backs slick with perspiration. Nearby, Thomas lent a vague hand, occasionally pausing to wipe his brow, the two boys immersed in the arduous task of reclaiming the land from the grip of nature. Each swing of the machete sent splinters flying, and the earthy scent of damp soil filled the air, mingling with the warmth of the sun-soaked afternoon.

“So?” Thomas began,

“So what Tommy?” Newt glared,

“So what’s up with Y/n?”

“What do you mean?” Newt shrugged pretending he had no clue,

“She doesn’t exactly seem… happy.”

“Yeah, she does that.”

“Why?”

“Cause she’s a girl?” He shrugged,

“Are girls just unhappy?”

“Sometimes.”

“But you guys are dating? Shouldn’t she be happy when she sees you?”

“Tommy…” Newt sighed as she stood up and wiped his sweat, “Girls are weird, they are crazy little emotional gremlins that can go from love, cuddles and affection to biting, screaming and planning your murder. Yes sometimes Y/n is unhappy with me, If it happens, it’ll be fine.”

“But don’t you want her to be happy?”

“Of course I want her to be happy,” Newt sighed, “She just gets like this sometimes, it’s not a bad thing for her to be unhappy Tommy. I’d rather her get mad sometimes than me toxicly positive all the time.”

“I guess…” Thomas shrugged, “So there really is no reason for it?”

“Well… the period isn’t helping,”

“Oooohhh,” he nodded, “That makes more sense,”

“Yeah, I can’t really help her other than being supportive.”

“True.” he nodded, “Girls are weird,”

“Indeed they are Tommy,” Newt agreed, “Love ‘em but they are weird.” He nodded,

“Maybe she’ll not look so mad in a day or two?”

“Maybe,” Newt Shrugged, “But… then again I did-”

“Ughhh!” Y/n yelled across the glade as she stormed out of the kitchens,

“Ohh she’s mad.” Newt nodded,

“NEWT!” She screamed as she made her way over,

“Ooooh no… she’s mad at me.” He gulped,

“Kurvára!” She yelled,

“Oooooohhh shuck she’s very mad at me,” He tried to bolt but it was too late,

She came over and grabbed Newt by his ear,

“Owww oww, Love!” He complained,

“I can’t believe you would do this! Do you have any respect for me! For my things! It’s heartless completely heartless! You are so cruel and mean to me!” she yelled,

“Love I-” He began,

“Nem hiszem el, hogy ennyire kegyetlen lennél velem, ha tudod, hogy érzek, az a tény, hogy ezt tetted, őszintén szólva szívszaggató és durva! És te is szándékosan tetted! tudtad, hogy megmentem, mert rosszul éreztem magam, de mégis megtetted! Ma este egyedül alszol a függőágyadban! és egész héten!” She yelled,

“I am sorry love, you know that right?” He cooed, “Come here,” he offered his arms,

She melted and snuggled her little head into his chest while he wrapped his arms tightly around her,

“Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t realize until after, I am really sorry love. I promise I’ll make it up to you, Okay?” he said kissing her forehead,

“Mhm,” she nodded,

“That’s my girl, go on go lay down and rest in the medjack’s a little and I’ll be over in a bit to give you a massage on your poor tummy, okay?”

She nodded moving to her tiptoes to give his lips a little kiss, before she headed on her way,

“…What the shuck was that?” Thomas asked,

“She’s mad I ate her period chocolate.”

“Oh… To be fair I’d also be mad at you too.”

“Thanks, Tommy,” Newt rolled his eyes,

[gingersaremytype]

The Happiest of Birthdays - Newt x Reader

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TMR Newt x Reader

The Glade celebrates the reader’s birthday and Newt makes sure everything is perfect for their special day.

Word Count - 2.1k

Since your very first day in the Glade, Newt had always been there for you. He helped you through your first few weeks and protected you from the other boys. The two of you had become practically inseparable within the first month of knowing each other and it wasn’t long before you developed feelings for each other. One night, after a few moonshines by the fire, Newt confessed his feelings and asked you to be his girlfriend. 

Alby wasn’t impressed with this and tried to separate you but, once he saw how happy the two of you were, he dropped the subject. The whole Glade understood that you were off limits and the poor boys that didn’t, quickly learnt, with help from Newt. Anytime a new Greenie would flirt with you or someone would say something out of line, Newt would make sure they could see that you weren’t up for grabs. Usually by the two of you arriving at breakfast the next morning with hickies littered all over your necks. It was an effective way to get them to back off, that and Newt’s death glares. 

In the Glade, each boy (and you) celebrated the day that they came up in the box as their birthday. It had been 723 days since you arrived; a week away from your second birthday.

You were slightly late to breakfast, having slept in despite Newt’s efforts to get you up, so the boys were already there when you sat down.

“Morning, love.” Newt smiled at you, kissing your head as you slipped into the seat next to him.

“Morning,” You replied, leaning your head on his shoulder.

“You seem tired, Y/n? Late night?” Thomas chimed, smirking at you and Newt.

Newts cheeks flushed red as you rolled your eyes at the comment.

You and the boys continued to chat whilst you ate your breakfast, gossiping about the new boy that had just arrived.

“I don’t know. He just seems off.” You said, biting into an apple.

Minho chuckled, “Yeah I agree, the shank gives off dodgy vibes.”

As if on cue, the boy you were talking about, Damien, walked passed your table. He looked at you and the boys. His gaze lingered on you until he saw Newt’s raised eyebrow and looked at your intertwined hands. He quickly put his head down and walked away.

You shook your head and laughed at Newt.

“What? I’m not having that weirdo eyeing you up,” Newt replied.

“Aw bless lil Newtie getting all jealous,” Thomas said poking him in the arm.

You laughed before grabbing your plate to clear it away, the boys doing the same.

Outside breakfast, you gave Newt a quick kiss before heading over to the medjack hut for work. 

“See you later, love,” he said, walking the other way.

It was a quiet day so you gave the usual boys what they wanted then decided to rearrange the medicines in the cupboard. The day dragged on and you busied yourself with tasks to make the time go by. Soon enough the sun began to go down and you finished off what you were doing.

You opened the door to see Newt waiting patiently outside, leaning on a tree. 

“Dinner?” He asked, holding out his hand which you gladly took.

After dinner, Newt disappeared with one of the builders and didn’t say where he was going. You’d asked but he’d simply shaken his head and smiled before walking away.

You were lying in bed reading when he reappeared, his head poking around your bedroom door.

“Sorry, I lost track of time,” He said, quickly changing and climbing in next to you.

You nestled your head into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. You fell asleep bundled together, your breathing becoming a synchronised rhythm.

~

The next few days passed by relatively slowly as you went about your usual business. As your birthday got closer you could tell Newt was becoming just as excited as you were. You knew he was wishing it to come just as fast as you as each day he would wake you and countdown the days.

“3 days,” He whispered as you rolled over to face him one morning.

“I’m starting to think you’re even more excited than I am.” You chuckled, lightly kissing him on the nose.

He gently stroked your face “I just want it to be perfect for you. It’s your day.”

You smiled and leaned in, kissing him softly.

“Thank you.”

~

“One day,” Newt chimed, poking your arm to wake you up.

You rolled over and pulled the duvet over your head. Newt chuckled before getting up and changing. You pushed the duvet down and looked at him.

“Where are you going?” You asked, pouting at him as he grabbed his bag.

“I need to finish off a couple of things,” He said, walking over to your side of the bed.

“Can’t you do them later?” You replied, pulling him down towards you.

He laughed and kissed your head, “I’ll see you later, Y/n.”

You frowned up at your boyfriend.

“Hmm.” You said.

“Love you,” He muttered with a wink.

“Love you too,” You replied, putting your head back on your pillow.

He smiled at you before heading out the door.

The day ticked by at snail pace. Your mind was elsewhere so you struggled to focus on your work. Somehow, you got through the day and walked over to dinner with Newt.

“Good day?” You asked him as you walked across the Glade.

“Yeah, you?”

“Long,” You replied, linking your hand with his.

At dinner, the boys were all talking about your birthday.

“Gally’s been gathering loads of wood today, the bonfire’s going to be huge!” Chuck exclaimed excitedly.

“It’s gonna be a fun one, I can tell,” Thomas added.

Finishing your food, you said goodnight to the boys and headed back to the Homestead with Newt. You walked into your room and flopped onto the bed, letting out a large sigh.

“Why the sigh?” Newt asked, coming to lie next to you.

“No reason, just tired,” You replied.

“Okay,” He said placing a kiss on your head, “excited for tomorrow?” He asked, moving a stray piece of hair from your face.

“Of course.”

You got up and changed for bed, jumping in as soon as you could as it was cold in your room.

Seeing the goosebumps up your arms, Newt snuggled up to you and held you tight. Like usual, you relaxed and quickly fell asleep with his arms wrapped around you.

You woke up the next day to an empty bed. Newt was no longer lying next to you. Confused, you jumped out of bed and got dressed, eager to start the day. The Glade was strangely quiet as you walked to breakfast. No one was around, you hadn’t seen a single Glader in the Homestead or outside.You walked into to breakfast when suddenly…

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!”

The Gladers burst out at you and shouted, causing you to nearly jump out of your skin. You smiled at all the faces staring at you. Newt walked over to you and kissed you on the forehead.

“Happy birthday, Y/n.”

You smiled back at him and walked over to your table where Frypan’s pancakes (your favourite) were waiting for you. You beamed at Frypan who simply nodded and smiled.You ate your breakfast, savouring each mouthful of the yummy pancakes. There was an excited buzz in the air throughout the meal as you chatted with the boys.

“So two years? You’re practically a grandma, Y/n.” Minho said, stealing a piece of pancake.

“Oi, they’re mine,” You replied, fighting him off with your fork as he reached over again. “And hey, you’ve been here longer, grandad.” You shot back with a smug smile.

Minho shrugged in response and retracted his fork. A little later, you’d finished your pancakes, having to keep Thomas off as well, and headed into the medjack hut. The boys popped in, each wishing you a happy birthday as you helped them out.

Just before dinner, there was a soft knock on your door.“Come in.” You replied, looking up at the visitor.

Chuck wandered into the room, smiling brightly.

“Hiya, Chuck. What’s up?” You asked, returning the smile.

“I brought you your present,” He said walking over to you and handing you a small paper bag.

You took the bag from him as he stood there beaming. Opening the bag, you saw a flower chain in it. Chuck had gathered the daisies and other flowers around the Glade and made them into a crown for you.

You lifted it out of the bag and admired his handiwork.

“Thank you so much, Chuck. I love it.” You said smiling at the young boy in front of you.

“Will you wear it for the bonfire tonight?” He asked eagerly.

“Of course I will!” You assured him.

Content, he smiled and walked out of the room.

You looked down at the fragile chain in your hands and smiled at the effort Chuck must’ve put in to make it, gathering the flowers and linking them together for you. It made a warmth swell inside of you.

Around lunchtime, you wandered over to see Frypan in the kitchens.

“Alright Y/n?” He asked, looking up as you walked in.

“Yep, I was just wondering if you needed a hand with anything.” You replied, wanting to busy yourself.

“Nope, all good here. Besides, go enjoy your day. No one’s expecting you to actually do any work.” He responded cheerfully.

You laughed before saying you’d see him later and walking out the door.

Soon enough, the sun set and the bonfire was lit. Chuck was right, Gally had built it higher than ever before with all the wood. You stood in front of it, admiring the flickering flames.

You were brought back from your thoughts by two arms wrapping around you from behind. “Hello, birthday girl” Newt whispered in your ear.

You smiled and leaned into him.

He spun you round to face him and you watched the reflection of the flames dance in his eyes.

“I want to give you your present.” He said, presenting you with a small box.

You raised your eyebrow, excited to open it.

You lifted the lid to reveal a long string, plaited together in a chain. Pulling it out of the box, you realised it was a necklace. On the end of the necklace hung a wooden “N”. You looked up at Newt and blushed.

“Newt, I…” You were speechless as you thought of how hard Newt must’ve worked to intricately carve the initial for you and to plait the string and fashion the knotted clasp.

“Do you like it?” He asked, rubbing his hands together nervously.

You laughed, “Of course I do! I love it! Thank you so much, it must’ve taken you ages.” You added, admiring the intricacy of the charm.

Newt just shrugged and smiled, taking the necklace out of your hands so that he could put it on. You twirled around so that he could tie it as he lifted it over your head and gently moved your hair out of the way. "It's so I'm always with you."

Clasping it at the back, he wrapped his arms around you again and softly kissed your neck.

You turned around to face him so that you could kiss him properly. He cupped your face with his hands as you twiddled your fingers in his hair. “Happy birthday, Y/n.” He whispered against your lips.

When you pulled away, you saw that lots of the Gladers were now gathering around the fire. You and Newt sat down on a log as the celebrations began.

The boys liked any excuse for a party so each boy, as they finished their drink, would raise it to you in honour. Soon enough, it became a competition for who could “honour Y/n with the most drinks” and the boys were becoming more and more drunk from Gally’s lethal concoction.

You joined in with the festivities but were wary of not drinking too much. After all, you wanted to still remember your birthday by tomorrow.

After a few hours, many boys went to bed, leaving only a few of you left at the fire. The fire had become smaller and the temperature had dropped slightly so you sat cuddled up to Newt as you chatted with the boys.

Gally raised his glass towards you in a toast, “To Y/n. Happy birthday, shebean.”

You smiled and raised your own glass as the surrounding boys raised theirs and toasted alongside Gally.

You fiddled with the necklace that hung around your neck and smiled. Although you couldn’t remember the others, you knew this was the best birthday you’d ever had.

[mazerunnermusical]

And it shows when we stand, hand in hand, make our dreams come true.

[xoxotommyxoxo]

man, I don't know about you guys, but i need more minewt.

[mazerunnermusical]

@sunsetglader:

A fix-it where Newt always feels fergalicious?

will i ever feel fergalicious again

[perseusjacksonss]

Thomas: C’mon, I wasn’t that drunk.

Newt & Minho: You tried to color our faces with a highlighter because you said we were important!

Thomas, tearing up: Because you are!

ib: [x]