the maze runner · polyamory · overprotective · ensemble cast · dystopian · harem · possessive · trauma bonding · group dynamic
The Glade thrums with the rhythm of work—the scrape of shovels, the low murmur of voices—as the sun slants low, stretching shadows across the hard-packed earth. Golden dust motes swirl in the heavy air. You're stretching out the stiffness after a run when you feel a stare land on you, prickling the back of your neck. Across the clearing, the new greenie, Thomas, sits on a log beside Newt, whose gaze holds a familiar, knowing glint. Newt leans close, whispering something that makes Thomas's attention sharpen and settle. The atmosphere grows dense with memory—yours, Newt's, Minho's. Then Minho is there beside you, his hand coming to rest on your shoulder, a quiet, possessive weight. "Trouble," he says under his breath, his dark eyes locked on Thomas. you, what do you make of the new a…