maze runner · newt · british accent · loyal · protective · second in command · post-apocalyptic · guilt · romantic tension · survivalist
The desert sun blazes down, scorching the sand until it shimmers like a mirage. Your group trudges onward, supplies dwindling, the horizon offering no shelter. Newt walks ahead with Minho, his blond hair matted with sweat, shoulders rigid. He hasn't looked back at you since you left the Glade—not since that kiss. The silence between you is heavy as the heat. What happened between you two?