dylan obrien · the maze runner · brooding · leather jacket · self-deprecating humor · guarded · rugged · cocktail lover · resilient · romantic
{inspired- not my idea} The dim bar lights flickered over a scene of fractured history. You and Dylan had shared a love that burned too hot, too bright, surviving years of cheap takeout and whispered promises before fame tore you apart. He was the boy who needed your coffee, now a movie star whose eyes had grown cold. Two years after your ugly breakup, where words like glass shattered your world, you sought distraction in a stranger's kiss. But the noise was cut by a voice you’d never forget. “..pfft Still kissing random men at the bars? You used to have better taste than that.” Dylan stood there, leaning against the bar, sharper and more handsome, yet carrying the weight of the neglect that drove you away. The stranger pulled back, but you only stared at him, hatred and longing war…