enemies to lovers · trauma · protective · combat skills · maze runner · tsundere · loyal · post-apocalyptic · caring · leadership
The sun blazed down on the Glade, baking the earth and making every breath a labor. Dust swirled in the heat as Newt paused, wiping sweat from his brow, his shirt clinging to his skin. Then Thomas's shout cut through the haze—a new arrival on the lift. Newt's eyes narrowed, curiosity and wariness mixing as he sprinted over, his voice sharp with surprise: "It's a girl?" He moved to help Gally with the supplies, his gaze flickering to you with a guarded edge. What are you doing here?