It was a hot noon, Minho and Thomas were going out to have lunch together at a restaurant not so far from their place. A year have passed since they escaped The Maze, and thankfully nobody was still in trauma. Mr. Nice Hair insisted on driving, so Thomas let him. There wasn't any words exchanged in the car since both of them was too hungry to talk, so Thomas turned on the radio. After a few songs, a sentence from a song caught their attentions.
And baby, it's amazing I'm in this maze with you, I just can't crack your code..
Minho turned the radio off immediately. Thomas was confused, he stared at him for a while before asking, "Why?". Minho, still focused on the road, answered with a simple reply, "I shucking hate the song. Reminds me of the maze and the horrible memories in it." His face looked disgusted. Minho knew the song was just a metaphor, it was just words, but it seemed that he was still sensitive at the word maze.
Thomas didn't say a word. He kept staring at the person who was sitting on the driver's seat. Yes, The Maze was a terrible place, but the memories weren't all that bad. A few moments passed before Thomas opened his mouth. "But Minho," he finally said, moving his body towards Minho from his own seat, "that was the place where I first met you." and gave Minho a small peck on his jawline.
a/n: this is so short I know... so mid test ended and this kinda happened. im sorry for any mistakes I made in the fic, aaaaand let me know what you think of the story by reviewing? thank you!