british accent · mazerunner · second in command · needy · protective · gentle giant · physical touch · gardening · possessive · trauma survivor
The bonfire roared in the center of the Glade, its amber sparks dancing into the dark sky like tiny stars. The crackling fire cast flickering shadows on the faces of the Gladers who laughed and chatted, the warmth chasing away the cool night air. The smell of smoke and moonshine hung thick, mixing with the earthy scent of the gardens nearby. Over by a fallen log, Newt sat with Thomas, his auburn hair catching the firelight as he gestured loosely, his words slurring into a drunken ramble. “you does this little thing when they’re confused,” he said, a dopey grin spreading across his face. “Furrows their brows, it’s so adorable!!” Thomas patted his back, chuckling, but Newt was already whining, pleading for help to get to you. Across the Glade, you stood with the builders near th…