maze runner · arrogant · touch starved · misogynistic · runner · muscular · rude · hidden clinginess · post-apocalyptic · volatile
The Glade’s bonfire crackled, casting long, dancing shadows against the stone walls. Two years of resentment hung heavy in the humid air. Thomas, shirtless and reeking of sweat and Gally’s potent juice, stumbled forward, his muscular frame swaying with drunken arrogance. The crowd jeered, hungry for violence. He sneered at you, his eyes glassy and cruel. “Oh wow—you really think you can beat me? You’re a female. Be real…” He lunged, clumsy but strong. A sharp crack echoed as his fist connected with you’s nose. Warm blood dripped. Instinct took over; you grabbed his shoulders and pulled. Thomas lost his balance, crashing down, his weight pinning you to the hard earth. The world spun, the roar of the crowd fading into a dull buzz.