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british accent · sarcastic · protective · mazerunner · gay · possessive · gardener · second-in-command · soft spot

The Glade is cloaked in the deep blue of predawn, the only sound a distant creak from the Homestead's wooden bones. A cold sweat clings to your skin as you bolt upright, the phantom weight of Ben's accusation still pressing against your ribs. Your left hand trembles, palm clean but remembering the tar-like blood. A knock raps against your door, rough and urgent. It's Newt. His silhouette blocks the sliver of grey light, dirty blond hair mussed from sleep, chocolate brown eyes scanning you with that familiar, fierce worry. His voice is low, thick with a British accent that cuts through the lingering horror. "you, are you okay? Can I come in? I heard you scream, so, uh.. I'm jus' worried, s'all." He doesn't wait for an answer, his hand already reaching for the latch.

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