The 2Heart Trials ~ #MASNEWT

TITLE : THE 2HEART TRIALS ~

FANDOM : MAZE RUNNER : THE SCORCH TRIALS

PAIRING : THOMAS (seme) x NEWT (uke)

Here the battleground burns. There are only loose grains of sand. The sun is scorching the skin. and the hot wind blowing sand onto my face and those of my friends. Even though it looked like there was nothing dangerous, this place was… a burned-out battlefield. Every inch of it is dangerous. So my friends and I tried to walk away from this cruel land.

“Thomas, please rest. Teresa looks like she can't take it anymore,” Frypan told me. Teresa was injured from running away from a crank she encountered last night. But she still endured the pain until now.

“How are you, Teresa?” I asked her with concern.

“It hurts a little more than before.” Her ankle was horribly swollen. How could she have endured this long? I looked at her, whose face was distorted from pain.

“So where should we stay tonight? Everywhere you look from here there's only sand,” Minho said as he looked around. That's where we should stay. The desert stretches as far as the eye can see. And there probably isn't an oasis around here from what I can see.

“Brenda, how far is the walk to the camp you said?”

“If you walk 20 miles north, We should be there now,” she said, looking at the compass. That's a long way to go. How can Teresa walk?

“Theresa, please be patient.” I didn't know what to say. Besides giving her patience She nodded with determination, even though her ankle didn't hurt any less. I helped her up and helped her to continue walking towards the path Brenda had led. But on the way that I reigned over Teresa Instead, I felt that there was a pair of someone's eyes staring at me all the time.

Even though I turned around several times, I didn't see anyone staring at me. Everyone looked at the difficult path they were walking on.

The time passed by as long as walking on a very dry desert. The water that everyone can drink is starting to run out. My last drop was given to Teresa to drink.

“You're sure to be able to walk. If you can't walk, then tell me. I'll let you ride on my back,” I told Teresa. Because if I force her to go any further, Her ankle must have been broken.

“I can walk now. I don't want to be a burden to you or anyone.”

“But she's injured. No one would think like that.” What was she thinking? We had worked hard to escape from that hell nest. How can we leave each other?

“Thank you, Thomas,” she smiled at me and took my hand. Theresa is my friend. And she sees me as a friend too. But the knowledge that it was like someone was watching had arisen again, but who was it? I looked around but saw no one. Or...I just thought about it. Until Brenda's voice caught my attention.

“I think we can leave now. If you stay longer than this A big storm might reach us.” She turned her head to look at my back. Large black clouds began to form and seemed to be moving in this direction. Everyone is getting ready to leave again.

Including me who was about to help Teresa up and continue walking, but it seemed like she couldn't walk anymore. The pain was increasing more and more.

Her body collapsed onto the sand, which was still a little hot even though it was already dusk. She held her painful ankle with a look of torture on her face. What a pity.

“You can't walk anymore, right? Then ride on my back,” I said, turning my back on her. In order to have her move her body onto my back. But… Teresa ended up on Frypan's back instead.

“This time it's my turn. You've supported her all day. Aren't you tired?" Frypan said to me. I smiled with gratitude and deepest gratitude. You see, Teresa, no one thinks she's a burden.

“Hey Thomas, you can't just keep helping everyone. Don't think that it's all about you alone. We're all in the same boat. If there's something, we have to help each other. Did you know that you helped everyone until Newt started to lose his temper?” Frypan said with a smile and glanced at Newt who was walking behind him.

“So what does this have to do with Newt?” I said, looking towards Newt who was now looking away.

“Don't you feel anything? The whole day you were with Teresa. Newt keeps staring at Teresa and you until his eyebrows furrow.”

“How do you know?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Why don't you know? Newt had such an expression. You probably know why." Frypan said, smiling again. Until Teresa and I looked at each other confusedly, until Frypan had to explain again. “Newt is jealous of Teresa and you, Thomas.” Frypan's voice made my world spin. What the hell is this?

“Are you crazy, Frypan? Thomas and I have nothing to do with each other.” This time, it was Teresa who spoke.

“That's it. She and Thomas were nothing to each other. How many people will know this? She thought that Thomas was worried about her. How can it not hurt other people's feelings? Their attitude seemed more like lovers than close friends. It might make people think they are lovers,” Frypan explained to Teresa and me. I didn't realize that I was misleading others.

“But I… don't think that way about you, Thomas. You're my friend, right?” Teresa said.

“Yes, Teresa, I am your friend. And it will never change.” We both held hands and reconnected as friends.

“Whatever you do, be considerate. Because of this, how do other people misunderstand each other? If I hadn't walked here, I would have thought the same thing,” Frypan said before turning away. Then he continued saying “You should go tell Newt. Because I felt like he was close to exploding. From seeing this picture of holding hands,” Frypan said again.

I guess I'll have to tell Newt first and then slowly tell everyone. That I misunderstood that Teresa and I were lovers. So I slowed down my walking pace so that I could walk next to Newt, who was walking far behind. His face was distorted because the wind blew sand against his face. It made Newt's face, whose eyebrows were furrowed all the time, look strangely scary.

I don't know if he frowned because he was angry at the wind or because he was angry at me like Frypan said. But Newt was always frowning so I didn't feel any different. And Newt didn't say anything.

"Newt"

“Uh…are you okay?”

"Uh, I'm going to—"

“What are you doing and what does this have to do with me?”

“Newt…” I didn't get to say anything. Newt walked away from me. What is this!! Newt never walks away from me. What did I do wrong? (You're in every wrong way.) I followed Newt until he caught up with me. "Hey Newt, please listen to me."

“Alright, you don't have to say it. I just want you to listen to me…”

“Well, I don't know if the reason I'm upset is because of me or not. What if I did something wrong? You tell me. Or as Frypan said. If you're jealous of me being with Teresa You should have told me.”

“What are you saying? Who is jealous of Teresa and you?”

"That's you, Frypan told me." I facepalmed. Well, Fry Pan told me this.

"Then you go tell Frypan that I'm not jealous of Teresa and you." After saying that, he walked away again. Why do you like to walk away so much? There's only desert. I picked up my pace until I caught up again.

"Then you tell me why you're upset."

"It's none of my business if I get upset," Newt walked away again. But this time he went to see Minho. Leaving me to walk behind the group all alone. Oh, what did I do wrong!!!

"that! We're almost there,” Brenda called out as she walked past the sand dunes. Up ahead was the camp we were looking for. Around there were guards with all their weapons. We hurriedly walked closer but were surrounded by guards.

“It's me, Brenda. Go get Jorge. He knows me,” Brenda said loudly. It wasn't long before Jorge, whom Brenda had asked for, arrived.

"Oh Brenda, haven't seen you in a long time."

“Yes, but can you order me to lower my weapons first? We're not cranks.” Jorge heard this and nodded, ordering him to immediately lower his weapons. “And by the way, we have an injured person. Please help me heal it. The rest looked for food. Drinking water and lodging are provided, right?” Brenda ordered Jorge's uniform.

“Is there anything else? that she wants”

“Yes, I want to talk to you…just the two of you.” Brenda trailed off with Jorge. We were taken to a place to stay. As for Theresa, she received treatment. There's nothing to worry about.

“Hey Thomas, have you talked to Newt yet?” Frypan asked.

"We talked about it, but he said he wasn't jealous."

"And you just took Newt's word for it."

“Oh Thomas, you really are the new kid.”

“Then you asked Newt directly like that. Who will tell you? Newt is going to die. Damn it, you and Newt are just as crazy.”

“Here, Thomas, I introduce you as someone who knew Newt before you. You probably still don't know what Newt's personality is like. Newt doesn't show his feelings easily to others. And when Gothon Newt looks much more frightening than usual. You shouldn't have made Newt angry at you. And the other thing...is that you had to be the one who allowed Newt to do it." Frypan's voice ended.

The last sentence I heard was….

"Are you crazy for me to give in to Newt? Let Newt do this…. Absolutely no way." I shook my head violently.

“Are you going to be so loud that Newt can hear what you're talking about? What I gave you to allow Newt to do was not at all like that. You're thinking too deeply!! What I'm telling you to do is that you have to agree to be the one who wants Newt. And then have Newt give you a punch or two to make Newt angry at you. Otherwise, Newt would never be able to recover from his anger at you.”

“And if you can't get Newt out of his anger, You can prepare to die, Thomas.” Frypan patted his shoulder lightly and walked out of the resting place. I think Frypan went to Theresa. So what should we do here? Do I do as Frypan says or leave Newt angry like this? But Frypan's threatening words scared me more. Well, just getting hit with two fists probably won't hurt that much.

I walked out of the camp to find Newt who was out exploring the camp with Minho. Having said that, these two are always stuck together. It looks even more angry. Eh, why are we angry? I shook that thought away and went to look for Newt. I walked everywhere looking for Newt, who actually came to sit and talk under the light of the campfire. Gee, how envious. –Sarcasm–

“Hey Newt, I need to talk to you about something. Can you give me some time?” Newt glanced up at me before tipping the glass of water he held in his hand into his mouth.

“Come on,” said Newt, who at first seemed in a very good mood. But right now he looks extremely angry. I can feel it.

“Not here. Like…talking…..just the two of us.”

“Follow me.” I walked out of the fire, following Newt and Minho's eyes. Will you follow me? Newt, I've walked quite a distance. On a pile of sand dunes that weren't as hot as the first, that's where I stood and waited for Newt. I waited long enough that I was afraid that my footprints in the sand would fade and Newt wouldn't be able to follow.

“Wow, you're so incomprehensible, Newt,” I cursed before sitting down on the pile of sand without turning to look at the footprints again. I'm not waiting!!! I just shouted in my heart “I've gone out of my way to beg you this much. Is it really difficult just to come out and listen to my explanation? If you're possessive of Teresa like Frypan said, that's totally misunderstood.

When you went out with Minho, jeez, I'm the one who got angry at you, not you, nooooo!!!”

“Things to talk about. Is that all you have? I'm going to sleep.” A voice suddenly sounded from behind me. Newt stood behind me with the same sullen expression on his face.

“Newt…that was just now. Did you hear that too?”

“Heard every word you uttered. Is that all you want to say to me?” Newt made to walk away again. So I walked in front of Newt.

“No, no, not Newt, listen first…”

“The thing I want to tell is Theresa and I We are not–“

“What will happen to you and Teresa? It's not about me.”

“It's related. It's really relevant. Because you're misunderstanding. Teresa and I have nothing to do with each other. The two of us are just friends. Just like you were friends with Minho.”

“Are you going to scold me? Or you can punch me. If that makes you feel better. Because I am the one who made you feel bad.”

"Wow, you're such an imbecile. If I punch you, what do you get? What do I get?" Newt asked me.

“How can you get rid of my anger? Then you will understand Teresa better.”

"Theresa? I think you're the one who doesn't understand."

“Oh, aren't you? Well, you're jealous of me being with Teresa. It shows that you like Teresa.”

“Huh, you stupid bastard,” he said, then swung his fist squarely at my face. My face automatically turned following the force of the punch. It would hurt, but it would be okay if Newt understood. “Are you a stupid, immature, clueless idiot? Listen to me, Thomas. I don't have any thoughts on Teresa. With Minho as well Or with everyone, but Mr. Thomas, you are…”

Newt cocked his fist again and grabbed the collar of my t-shirt to catch his punch. But…this time it wasn't a hard punch, it was Newt's soft lips.

My lips and Newt's lips pressed together. Even though I was shocked, I couldn't move because Newt was holding my face. His warm tongue penetrated the inside of my mouth. I responded with a hot tongue as well. The heat of emotion caused me to lose consciousness before I grabbed the back of Newt's neck with my hand.

Then crushed the kiss a little harshly. I snatched the sweetness from the liquor in Newt's mouth, following the heat in my body. Even though this was in the middle of the sea, it didn't make me want to take Newt's kiss away.

Our long kiss felt so good that I felt like I was floating in the clear sky. But it had to end because this kiss took all of our breath away. And it looks like Newt needs air to breathe. He kissed me softly before breaking the kiss. Newt's red face looked insanely sexy.

Until I want another kiss But Newt wouldn't give in...

We were both embarrassed. Now I know why Newt is upset. (Whoa, I just found out.) Newt isn't jealous of Teresa and me. But it was jealousy of Teresa and me.

“Have you gotten over your anger at me yet?” I asked Newt with a smile. Newt, now taking a big breath into his lungs, turned to look at me sheepishly.

“Damn Thomas,” he said and walked away again. Can this habit of walking away be abandoned, Newt? I'm too lazy to follow But I'll follow you anyway.

"Wait, where are you going in such a hurry? Let's talk first."

“What else are you talking about?” Newt turned his red face away from me.

“What are your feelings?”

“You like me, right?”

“………….” Newt's face turned redder than before. Those red ears are really touching.

“You're jealous of Teresa and me. I understand that correctly, right?” I said, smiling.

“Before you know it You've been stupid for a long time.” Oh, your mouth is so good, is it a good idea to kiss him one more time?

“Well, you didn't tell me directly, that's why it's such a stupid thing. Especially about Mr. Newt."

“Huh, such a new kid.”

“But now I know…that you like me.”

"I like you, Newt," I said, smiling at Newt. Even though both of our faces still haven't recovered from their redness. But that was nothing. It's good to know how Newt feels about me.

"I like you more," Newt said softly. But that made me smile even wider than before.

Even though this is a burning battlefield, hot, dry, and scary, I don't think it's that bad for now. Because I just want Newt. A land filled with danger seemed comforting to me.

The end