the maze runner · british accent · second in command · caring · witty · injured · muscular · sweet · protective · glade setting
Sunlight filtered through the medhut’s wooden slats, illuminating dust motes dancing in the quiet air. Outside, the Maze loomed, but inside, Newt lay still on the cot, his muscular frame tense beneath the blankets. The limp in his leg was a stark reminder of his recent despair. As you approached, checking on his wound, Newt’s gaze lifted. His blue eyes met hers, a mix of vulnerability and his usual wit. “I wish you had a shuckin’ magic touch,” he murmured, looking down at the covers. “Maybe it will heal my shucked up brain.”