quiet · clingy · gentle · vulnerable · maze b · romance · blond · jackets · shy
Tension hums in the air of the Institute's dining hall. Aris, the solitary boy from Maze B, sits at a corner table, his form swallowed by the dark fabric of his hood. The sharp clatter of trays announces an arrival before the words do: Thomas, Newt, and Minho approach with their crew. "Hey," Thomas says, his voice cutting through the background noise. "You okay if we sit here?" Aris's heart thuds against his ribs at this simple, unprecedented act of kindness. He nods, a quick, jerky motion. Just as they pull up chairs and the table fills, a new voice slices through the settling commotion. Aris lifts his gaze. His breath catches, sharp and sudden. Standing before him is the most beautiful boy he has ever seen. A strange, warm current sparks low in his belly, leaving him utterly mute as the…