It is the imagination of the writer that it is in the period after leaving phase one and coming to phase two. Go find a place to sleep in a deserted town//The truth in the book isn't like this. Don't bother looking for the truth.

****Movie spoiler content Anyone who hasn't seen it yet, go watch it first******

Fic The Maze Runner

Pairing: Newmas(Thomas x Newt)

Talk:

It was during the time when the Thomases entered the second phase which was a deserted city. It was very confusing. It was just Wright's imagination. Don't look for the truth in this fic.

The content is based on the story in the movie. There are spoilers. Anyone who hasn't seen it yet, go watch it first.

cannot sleep.....

It's a symptom that everyone must have at least once in their life. But for him, since waking up from that box He couldn't sleep almost every night. Tonight is the same.

The young man looked away. Looking at the abandoned city of Phase 2 Look at the emptiness in front of you. No one could tell what else they were going through. I don't know what cruelty awaits me. But they have to get through it.

….must do it There is only something that must be done….

His right hand tightly held a small doll from his important friend. Hold it until it almost breaks in your hand. It hurts every time I look at it...can't protect it. A friend who was like a brother to him Just thinking about it, my eyes get hot. But no tears came out. Enough. He had cried a lot.

Thomas continued to look outside. let the thought pass I don't know how long he just sat here. Until he heard a sound from behind.

“Can't sleep?”

It's Newt. A thin figure walked up beside him. Looking outside just like him.

“Do you think I can sleep?”

He replied, not intending to be sarcastic. But he really thought so. He was afraid, afraid of having nightmares. Dreaming about that event Just by closing your eyes, various images flow into your head like a tape, including sounds, images, and smells, as clear as if they were happening right in front of you.

“And you, sir, why aren't you asleep yet?”

Thomas asked, glancing at the other's face.

“I can't sleep either.”

The other party answered blankly. His eyes had not left the scenery in front of him. We were quiet for a while. Everyone was immersed in their own thoughts. Until Newt broke the silence.

“Can I have a look at that?”

The thin figure turned and pointed at the right hand that was spinning a carved doll. He felt like he didn't want to. but agreed to send it to the other party anyway Newt took it before turning to look at it. The eyes look as if they admire

"It's beautiful. Did he do it himself?"

the other party asked, trying to avoid the deceased's name. I probably don't want him to miss me.

“Um, that doctor did it himself. They said they made it for their parents.”

“Make it for your parents? Does he remember?”

“I can't, but I want to. Said I wanted to give it to you.”

The tall voice began to tremble again. The pain comes back every time I talk about it. Even though he was the one who said he would take him there. Take it out from there. Even though I actually got out of that maze, why, why, why?

Why couldn't he protect it?

The young man flinched when he felt the coldness on his cheeks. Newt's slender fingers gently spread the tears on his cheeks. Is he crying again? Why don't you cry anymore?

“Please cry out. Don't keep it.”

Just two sentences had a lot of influence. Tears flowed down his face again. He cried heavily. Although not as much as then But it's more than before. Thomas pulled Newt's scrawny body into a hug. A soft exclamation was heard from the other side. But I didn't say anything. Let him rest his face on that small shoulder.

no words Only his sobs and Newt's breathing confirmed their existence. The other party didn't say anything to comfort him. Which is good.

The more people are comforted He will become even weaker.

Newt did nothing but rub his head. A slender hand gently rubbed up and down on his head. That touch couldn't stop his tears from flowing. It was the one touch he had always yearned for since he woke up that time.

I don't know how long it took until the tall figure stopped crying. But the other party didn't get up and go anywhere. Didn't even move.

He finally allowed himself to look up from that shoulder. Sniff gently. I felt strangely relieved, like I had released the rush I had been repressing all this time.

“Hey, your snot isn't on my shirt, is it?”

Some of them said jokingly. To which Thomas himself laughed softly.

He flinched again when he felt another finger spread his tears again. A light touch like a feather He raised his hand and held the other's hand. Look into the other person's eyes

“Stop blaming yourself. It is not your fault in the slightest.”

Newt spoke softly, as if afraid that the others would wake him up. The thin hand did not escape from its grip. So he pulled the other hand closer to his own face. The cool touch of his slender hand made him feel much better.

“Do you understand?”

The tall figure asked in surprise. A deep look into the other's eyes

“You think I've never felt that way before? I was there a long time before you, new master.”

“Stop calling me a rookie. There is no such thing now.”

Thomas said, releasing his hand from his grip. But changed to holding hands loosely The coldness of his hand surprised him. But with the air around us right now, it probably isn't that unusual.

"I understand"

A soft voice came from his full lips. If it weren't for the fact that it was so quiet here, he probably wouldn't have heard it.

"understand?"

"Zach, probably like your little brother."

A single sentence that seemed to pierce my heart. The pain came back again.

“Those of us who have lost our memories. Can't remember anything except my own name. It's not strange to view the first friend you trust as a family member.”

The hand that was holding it began to exert force. His voice trembled slightly, causing him to understand that the other party had experienced the same situation as him.

“The first person to come to the field was Albie. The next person is me.”

Newt said. Thomas raised his eyebrows in surprise because the other person had never told a story about himself before.

“It was a full month that I had to stay with him. Both convince Try to make me stop being afraid And teach me things.”

Some people turned their heads to look at the outside scenery again. But he didn't release his holding hands.

“After new people kept coming. Rules and regulations must be set in order to survive. But it doesn't always help.”

The voice is missing. But he didn't think of rushing the other party.

"It's time. Alby must have told you already, right?"

Newt turned and asked. To which he did nothing but nod.

“Buck was at his worst at that time. From having to fear only Greener Instead, we have to be afraid of other humans….people who are crazy, people who hunt, people who are hunted, people who are afraid.”

Thomas felt a slight tremor from the hand he held. Even if you want to tell the other person to stop telling stories. But curiosity is greater.

“I belong to that latter group. I just sat there and was afraid. crying in the forest Until it was found The person who saved me before I was killed was Alby. After…after everything was over. It was just me, Alby, and a few other people. So Alby needs to get organized. Seriously set the rules.”

The messy-haired group leaned on his strong shoulder. The warmth of my hand made me feel better. Before continuing

“Because of the rules that Alby set up. Everything is possible until today. But after you came You broke every rule. Plus he does many crazy things that other people can't do. The sweet voice was quiet. It took a long time before the other party was willing to continue. I view Albie no different than my father. He is the one who taught me many things. But because that night... That night.”

His voice trembled as he thought about yesterday. His little body trembled from trying to suppress the sorrow that was rising up. Thomas looked at the other side. Now Newt was like a glass that could break at any moment. The small figure looked more fragile now. He didn't know what compelled him to reach out to the other person. He released his holding hands before pulling the body into a hug.

Pulling the sandy hair to bury her face in his chest. Once again, the tall figure did not understand his own actions. But I don't think I'll let go of this embrace.

soft sobbing The other party didn't cheer like a small child. Just the sobs and the wetness in his chest spoke volumes about his sadness. all the pain He raised his hand and gently stroked the messy hair. Just like the other party did at that time. I don't know how much time passed until the sobbing stopped.

His strong hands continued to stroke the messy but soft hair.

"Hey, Thomas, do you think Alby...is dead?"

A muffled sound came from the sweet circle that was still nestled against his chest. Until Thomas couldn't help but pull the questioner's face up to meet their eyes. His too-sweet face was still stained with tears. But it made the body look even more fragile and nurturing. Their eyes met. before he agreed to answer the other party's question.

“Alby died helping Zach. And Zach died because... Help me, no matter what other people think. But because of Albie, I'm still here. And you are here now because of him. Will I die or not? It's not like whether you've lived a worthwhile life or not. That is for you to answer yourself.”

The young man looked into those light-colored eyes sincerely. Run your hand over to wipe away the tear stains on the smooth skin. Time passed until it seemed like an eternity, and no one looked away. The two could only stare at each other. I don't know what made me feel tall again. The sharp face began to lean closer to the sweet face. No one said anything. No one averted their eyes.

Until their two faces were separated by only air. Their lips touched each other. not profound The touch was so light you could hardly feel it. But enough to tell the feelings you have for the other person.

No one knows how much time has passed. It might be a minute, two minutes, or longer before the two of them break away from each other. It's like Newt just realized what he's done. His sweet face turned red in an adorable, cute way. His light-colored eyes shyly looked away. That cute demeanor made the tall and strong figure unable to stop smiling fondly.

“I think we should go to bed first.”

Thomas said to solve this awkward situation. Because the other party still refused to turn around. But he still had those abnormally red ears. Why can't I sleep? A sweet voice murmured. But he still refused to turn around. He smiled fondly at the cuteness of his small body. before standing up and 'holding' the other person up into his arms

The person being carried unconsciously screamed so loudly that Thomas was afraid that others would wake up.

“It's loud, and everyone else will wake up.”

He teased the person in his arms. before walking towards an open corner where he had previously slept. Secretly glancing at Newt's sweet face that was redder than a ripe tomato.... Really cute

“Let it go, dammit. Why do you say you can't sleep? Where will this take you?”

The thin figure moaned softly. But he didn't struggle much. Maybe because of fear of falling or whatever. That satisfied Thomas. If this small body were to struggle until it fell and hit the ground He would definitely die in this ordeal.

"Um, I can't sleep, so I want someone to sleep with."

The strong figure placed Newt down in the corner where he had been lying before. before he himself lies down. Without thinking about anything, he grabbed the other person and hugged him. He can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, images of the cruelty I have seen come back to haunt me. And he must dream Maybe it was his own memory. or whatever It all made him suffer.

The warmth of the person in his embrace made him feel good. I don't know what made him realize he wouldn't have nightmares again. The small body moved slightly. Thomas was afraid that the other party might flee from him. He still didn't want to sleep alone tonight. But he was relieved as Newt just moved and made his bed comfortable.

Strong arms that normal men have that fit snugly into the head. Their sweet faces looked up as if they were curious, but because of the darkness of the night they couldn't see each other's expressions. Which is good for both sides. Silence reigned until the tall figure thought the other party was asleep. The coolness of the night air pierced his skin and he had to tighten his arms around him.

I'm afraid that my fragile body in my embrace will be cold. Or maybe it's a cold? The warmth from his thin body made him feel relaxed. At least now he wasn't alone.

“Are you still unable to sleep?”

The noise came from someone he thought was asleep. His small body shifted, trying to find the most comfortable sleeping position. A face too sweet for a man, nestled against a strong chest. The warm breath against his chest made him feel strange. But try to keep it down

“Just a little bit, my eyes are wide open.”

He answered the other person's question. Right now, he couldn't even close his eyes. Every picture also emphasizes the story he encountered every time, as if the other party understood his feelings. Or maybe it's just cold. But some figures moved to press closer to him. Thin arms lifted up to hug in return.

"I'm right here, Thomas. There's nothing to be afraid of."

A sweet voice spoke like it was comforting a scared child. Surprisingly, he wasn't angry that the other party treated him like he was a child who didn't dare sleep alone. On the contrary, the young man felt better. The arms are muscular and tight, the waist is thinner than normal men's standards, so much so that there is hardly any space left between them.

“Go to sleep, we still have a lot to look at tomorrow. If you run out of energy and die, Zach might come back and break your neck with his own soul.”

Newt joked. Try to make your tall body stop thinking about various things. which helped a lot

"Then I might have to go find a ghost exorcist. Do you have one?"

He continued the other side's joke. A faint laugh could be heard from the figure in his embrace. A clear laugh that made him feel very at ease. Even louder than a whisper

Thomas tried to suppress his eyes. He only thought of the warmth of the figure in front of him. Strangely, the images that made him unable to sleep had all disappeared. Sharp eyes slowly closed. Hopefully he might actually be able to sleep tonight.

“Hey Thomas…”

A voice came from the face buried in his chest. The owner of the name looked down at the person calling him suspiciously. But he only saw the other party's golden hair.

The call was silent for so long that the young man thought it was sleepwalking. The same voice suddenly became louder and louder than a whisper.

"Don't die."

The voice resounded in the silence of the night. Thomas was speechless. I didn't even dare to promise. He felt a hand tug at his chest. Crumpled so tight I was afraid it would break.

The tall figure understands this feeling. The feeling that you have no one left. There's no one left. Even though I wanted to accept that request But it seemed too difficult. He didn't want to hurt the little body's feelings. But if you promise, you can't do it. That will hurt each other even more.

“You too.”

He couldn't promise anything on this matter. It seemed very difficult to survive in these trials of mass destruction. He didn't even know how many more stages were waiting for him. I don't know what else I will encounter. I don't know if the world outside is actually a better place than inside that maze. But even if I want that

He had come too far to be reunited with the Greenvers. and will never go back again

"um"

Answer briefly before falling silent. It's really telling you to go to sleep. young man closes his eyes At least even now he has nightmares or will see images. He wasn't alone.

Then all consciousness disappeared into the darkness of the night. Without knowing whether they would still be alive tomorrow or not.

Plus

Even though I don't really know the day or time. But the body that had to wake up early as a runner was the first to wake Minho from his deep sleep. His body was strong from running for 3 years and he got up from his temporary sleeping spot. His eyes looked around and he saw that two familiar faces were missing.

The young man was startled before he started running. In my head I thought only bad things about being caught. There are people other than us waiting to harm us. Or anything that would get on your nerves. His eyes scanned an unfamiliar place before he stumbled to a corner.

A tall, slender figure stepped into a corner that was somewhat of a blind spot. He found two creatures hugging each other like a long-lost couple. Minho shook his head in amusement at his own worries and felt the urge to get a camera and take some pictures.

The picture in front of him was the two people he was looking for just now, hugging each other, almost in sync with each other. Thomas, who was sleeping, used his bag as a pillow and donated one arm for the other to support. That arm hasn't been cramped all day and it definitely can't lift itself, Minho thought. As for the former deputy field chief's small body, his face was now buried in the strong chest of a new kid who had known him for less than a week.

The picture you see looks so cute that the person looking at it can almost see the background being a bright pink-purple atmosphere. The leader of the runners almost wanted to walk up to the creator of the test level and ask for a camera, but that wouldn't be good and he would definitely get Newt killed.

Minho looked at Newt's small arm and remembered the time he had used it to hit Ben in the head with a stick. Just thinking about it is scary. The young man Tae didn't want to think about what would happen if he got hit too. Which wouldn't be that impressive.

Long legs, walking quietly Try to disturb the sleeper to sleep as much as possible. before walking away

It was no surprise this morning to see Thomas with bruises on his face and Newt with a red face as if he had a fever.

The end

It's over, it's all fun and fantasies. There's no truth to it at all. Purely Manowriter himself 555

I mean, I've gone to see The Maze Runner twice now. The first round went to see a movie. The second time I went to see the actors. Haha.

Well, Newt is very cute. Really very cute Thomas (actor's name) acted very well. I really love this person. What kind of person is handsome in both looks and thoughts? This is my child's father. Haha//got kicked by a runner's foot

x2

Well, there are 3 outstanding ones. It's very difficult to choose, but Wright will like it.

all x newt

If you haven't run out of energy yet, there will be a fic 3.

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This story is here (underline the word "If" in big letters, haha)

Thank you for dropping in to read. I'm glad there are people who like this couple too.