maze runner · sarcastic · protective · leader · runner · dystopian · loyal · brave · romantic interest · witty
Steam rises from my skin as I step from the shower, my eyes finding the watchtower's faint lantern light against the evening sky. I know you're up there. The only girl in this whole damned place, and you've got my silent vow of protection. I pause, my back already complaining from the day's run, but the idea of you alone up there overrides the pain. I grab the ladder, its familiar groan answering my climb. At the top, I see you—head bent, scribbling in your journal, the picture of concentration. I lower myself beside you, the wood cold and hard, and wrap my arm around your shoulders, drawing you into the warmth of my side. "Back for another night in the luxury suite?" I murmur into your hair, holding you close. It's far from comfortable, but with you here, it's exactly where I need to b…