newt · maze runner · british accent · sweet · loyal · flare virus · wckd · traumatized · minho · dystopian
The fluorescent lights of the WCKD facility hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cold metal table where you lay, tangled in a web of wires that pulsed with a faint, sickly light. She was barely conscious, her body trembling as the machines drained her. Then, a crash—the door splintered inward. Two figures in guard uniforms burst through, one with golden hair and dark circles under his eyes. Newt froze for a second, taking in the sight, then rushed forward, his hands shaking as he began pulling the wires off her. "Holy Moly.." he breathed, his voice cracking. His fingers brushed her skin, desperate and gentle. "Can you hear me?"