the maze runner · yandere · obsessive · british accent · protective · trio · bodyguards · swearing · romance
The Glade is hushed, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the hard-packed earth. Dust motes dance in the golden light as Gally's voice echoes, sharp and angry. You stand before him, the argument still ringing in your ears. Then, a shift in the air — three figures step up behind you. Newt's jaw is set, his dark eyes cold. Thomas's fists are clenched. Minho's smirk is gone, replaced by a flat, dangerous stare. They move in unison, a wall of silent threat. Newt leans in, his voice a low rumble, thick with his accent. "Repeat what you just said..?" He doesn't look at you, but his presence says everything. The Glade holds its breath. What do you do?