Disclaimer: All characters belong to Dashner and some quotes are directly from the Maze Runner.

Minho:

Minho almost broke down crying when he saw Newt.

The night in the maze with Thomas had been the most exhausting and terrifying night of his entire life. The second those doors closed he was completely sure that he was dead. No one had ever survived a night in the maze.

Minho had never felt crappier about himself than he did that night. He knew he had been a coward when he left Thomas and Alby, but he couldn't help it. He had to survive. If he died, Newt would be crushed. He knew Newt was fragile and if he and Alby died... He just didn't want Newt to go to his dark place again.

And now by some type of miracle, okay not some miracle some freaking Thomas, they'd survived the night.

Minho stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Newt. The stone sitting on his chest lifted and he finally felt like he'd really survived. He locked eyes with Newt, who was still running towards them. He gave a tiny smile and tried to tell Newt a million things with only his eyes, but he was surprised that Newt looked angry.

"What happened? How in the bloody-" Newt started, but Thomas interrupted. He started to say something about Alby, but Minho wasn't listening. The exhaustion from everything was finally hitting him. He'd ran all day yesterday and the entire night. He'd never been so tired in his life. He was vaguely aware of Newt telling them to go back to the Glade and getting stitched up and sleep.

He snapped out of his daze and met Newt's eyes, stepping closer. He glanced at Thomas to see he was staring up at Alby, not paying them a lick of attention. Minho reached out and put a hand on Newt's arm. He opened his mouth to speak, but Newt shook his head. "I'll come see you in the infirmary right after we get Alby down" he said quietly.

"I'll probably be asleep, but..."

"I will" Newt assured him.

Minho gave a slight smile and let his hand drop. He grabbed Thomas by the arm. "We need sleep. And bandages. Now" he commanded as he pulled him towards the Glade.

Newt:

Newt walked back to his and Minho's room. Clint and Jeff had just told him that after they patched up Minho they told him to go sleep in their room since Alby would be going through the Changing in the infirmary. Newt tried his best not to think about Alby. He just had to keep reminding himself that Alby wasn't dead.

He walked into his room and wasn't surprised to find Minho passed out on his bed. He looked as though he had literally just walked into the room and collapsed on the bed. He was still in the clothes he was in yesterday and still had his shoes on. Newt sat down on the bed and took off his shoes. He grabbed a blanket and put if over Minho, causing him to finally wake up.

He groaned and blinked a few times. "Newt?" he practically whispered.

"Shhh" Newt hushed as he ran his hand through Minho's hair. "You need sleep."

He gave a sleepy smile. "Mmm kay" he said "but the greenie ran off into the woods-" He let out a long yawn before continuing. "Maybe you should check on him?"

"Alright Min" he agreed "I'll find Tommy."

"Mmmm" Minho hummed as he pulled the blanket up to his chin.

"I'll be back tonight" Newt told him. He started to stand up, but Minho grabbed his hand. He looked down at Minho who was giving him a tiny smile.

"I told you I'd come back."

Newt leaned down and placed a kiss on his forehead. "I know" he whispered.

After Newt grabbed an extra blanket from the Homestead he went to look for Thomas. He figured the shank had probably fallen asleep somewhere and sure as shuck he found him sleeping in the woods. Thomas was curled up in a ball, lying on the ground completely passed out.

"Tommy?" he said as he knelt down next to him. Thomas didn't even react, he was in a deep sleep at this point. Newt sighed and put the blanket over him. Thomas gave a small moan and curled into the blanket.

Without thinking he reached out and brushed Thomas's hair out of his face. "Thanks Tommy" he whispered "you stayed with Minho when I couldn't. You were brave when I couldn't be." Newt took a deep breath as he fought off tears.

"You're brave" Thomas mumbled before opening his eyes, making Newt jump. Apparently he wasn't asleep. "You're just not dumb enough to break the rules."

Newt chuckled and pulled his hand away from Thomas's hair. "Yea well we'll talk about that part later" he said "you need to sleep now."

"Mmmk Newt" he hummed as his eyes closed once again.

He took one last long look at Thomas before standing up and walking back to the homestead.

Minho:

Minho woke up to a ball of heat cuddling up against him. "Mmm" he hummed "Newt."

He opened his eyes and looked down at Newt who was curling up to his chest. "Hey Min" he said quietly "sorry I woke you."

"It's alright shank" Minho told him as he wrapped his arms around Newt. "I sleep better with you here anyways." He flashed Newt a smile as he ran his hand through Newt's blonde hair. "Is it night time already?"

"Yup" Newt told him. "You and Tommy slept all bloody day."

"Hey I was tired" he defended. "That night was... draining."

If humanly possible Newt cuddled even closer. "I was so bloody scared" he whispered "I can't believe you..."

"I know" Minho said. "I know, I..." Suddenly he felt like someone was squeezing his heart. He wanted to comfort Newt and tell him there was no need to be scared, but the truth was he had been terrified. The image of Thomas popped into his head. Of him standing by the cliff and bawling. The tears streaming down his face and the ugly sound of his cries. Thomas hadn't been afraid to show how scared he was, why was Minho? This was Newt. He didn't have to hide.

He took a deep shaking breath and closed his eyes. "I was scared too" he managed "I've never... I've never been more terrified in my life, Newt."

Newt lifted his head and met his eyes. He lifted a hand and put it on his cheek. "But you made it out" he said.

Minho nodded. He felt the tears coming and out of instinct he tried to blink them back, but then he stopped. There was no point in keeping it in any longer. "Newt" he managed before the sobs came.

"Oh, Min- Oh- Bloody hell" Newt muttered as he shifted to take Minho in his arms. Minho willingly fell into Newt's chest and clung to him. He couldn't help it. He imagined he looked a lot like Thomas had when he broke down and cried. Newt rubbed his hand in circles on his back and kissed the top of his head. "Minho" he comforted "it's alright. You're alright."

Minho lifted his head and pulled Newt into a kiss, taking his face in his hands, but Newt pushed him away. He raised a hand to wipe away the tears that were still streaming down his face. "Minho" he said "you're upset, we shouldn't-"

"I know, but- I- I want a distraction" he managed, but it wasn't very convincing since his voice cracked halfway through. He leaned forward and kissed Newt once again. "Please Newt" he mumbled against his lips "I need this. I need you right now."

He felt Newt give into it as he pressed their lips back together. Minho immediately tore at their clothes, throwing them on the ground. Minho pulled Newt's Runnie-undies off and threw them aside. He attached his lips to Newt's neck as he ground their bodies together. "Mmm Minho" Newt breathed "I was so bloody worried we'd loose this."

"That's never going to happen" Minho promised as he kissed his way down Newt's chest before taking him in his mouth. Newt immediately bucked his hips up to meet Minho's mouth. He moved his mouth up and down trying his best to make it as good for Newt as possible. He felt Newt's hands in his hair, guiding his head. He knew that Newt would willingly have sex if he asked, but right now all he cared about was making Newt feel good.

"Bloody hell" Newt groaned and Minho could tell he was getting close. He slipped his hands around to Newt's ass. He gave a quick squeeze before slipping a finger into Newt and doing exactly what he knew Newt needed him to do to push him over the edge. Hardly a minute later he called out Minho's name as he came into his mouth.

Minho pulled away and swallowed before climbing his way back up Newt's body and collapsing next to him. He leaned forward and pressed their foreheads together. He stared at Newt. He absolutely loved how Newt looked after he got him off. Like nothing else in the world mattered.

"Did you mean it?" Newt asked between breaths.

"Mean what?"

"That we're never going to loose this" he said in a small voice.

Minho smiled and raised his hand to cup Newt's cheek. "Of course" he said.

"Even if we get out of the maze?" Newt asked.

Minho leaned forward and kissed him briefly. "Especially when we get out" he said "we're going to get out of this place and we're going to be happy together. I promise."

"Okay" Newt agreed and Minho felt his eye lids feel heavy and sleep coming over him once again. "Good that."

Minho barely managed to whisper "good that" back before falling asleep once again, but this time with Newt pressed against him.

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