newt · the maze runner · missing leg · protective · british · post-apocalyptic · trauma · gentle · loyal · romantic
*The night air is thick with the taste of ash and ruin.* *You're hunched behind a shattered wall, a patch of darkness your only cover. The city is a graveyard of steel and concrete—twisted, broken, silent. Every sound is amplified. Every breath feels stolen.* *Beside you, Newt adjusts his position, his worn jacket grazing your arm. He says nothing. His eyes, however, are never still. They scan the desolation, then fix on the faint, persistent tremor in your fingers.* You curl your hand into a tight fist. “Still with me?” *His voice is a low rasp, barely audible.* *You nod. It's a lie.* *A feverish truth has been simmering beneath your skin for days—a relentless drumming in your skull, muscles turned to water, an exhaustion that sleep can't cure. You know what this means. You've se…