DISCLAIMER: I DONUT OWN ANYTHING.

A/N: BTW, I try to update on weekends because I have school, though if I get a new laptop, I will update a whole lot sooner, but for now, I will have to use the family's computer. Sorry for the wait! Also there will be 4 sections of the maze instead of 9 as I hate having too many OCs, I tend to reuse them.

Chapter Three: Staying the Night

LAST TIME: "Alright, Minho. She stays with you."

Minho's POV

After Alby agreed with me on where she was going to stay, he dismissed the meeting as it was going nowhere and we would meet up again in a week. I raced around the Glade, trying to beat the dinner bell to find Zoe. I found her with David near the farms.

"Zoe!" I yelled, catching their attentions. She whipped around to face me, a smile on her face.

"Hello, Minho! H-"Zoe was interrupted by the alarm that went off when the cooks were finished with dinner and was ready to serve us. I smiled and turned back towards Zoe from the kitchen were the alarm was.

"Come on, you're going to sit with me during dinner. Let's go while the food is still hot!" I said, grabbing her hand as we jogged to get our food. Tonight it was chicken, rice, and veggie soup. I grabbed us two bowls and spoons before heading towards the fire. We were the first to sit down. We sat around, eating and laughing together as the others slowly joined us around the fire, Runners closest to it.

"Danny, Gordon, Freddie, Stan, and Steve, say hi to Zoe!" Minho suddenly said once Steve, the newest Runner, joined the group.

"Hi, Zoe!" they chorused. Zoe smiled and waved shyly, shifting a bit closer to me. The seven of us talked and laughed loudly, having fun with Zoe, who wasn't even supposed to be here according to her gender. We talked until it was time for everyone to start heading to bed as the fire was going out. The guys went to bed and Zoe and I put away our dishes before I led her to the woods. We walked around for a few minutes before she grabbed my hand.

"Minho?" she said, her sweet voice soft and her face hidden by the darkness, shadowing her face to make her look sinister in the faint light.

"Yeah, Zoe?"

"Where am I going to sleep?" she asked as she grimaced at what must be an awkward question to ask to her. I had to smile though. She had brought up the awkward subject that I was dreading to talk about, so I dragged her out here to say.

"Umm… the meeting that I went to, we discussed what you were to do here and where you were going to go," I started off, pausing a bit at the end.

"And…" she said, enticing me to continue on and tell her what she wanted to know.

"And it was decided that you were to stay with…" This was too awkward. I didn't know how she would react! Would she be overly eager? I hope not, that would be weird. Would she hate it and sleep with the other boys? No! I can't let her do that! Would she want to sleep with another Keeper? That is as bad as the last option. But what if she-

"MINHO!" she screamed at me, her face inches from mine and her hands on my shoulders. I felt my face burn with her this close to me.

"You are to stay… with me," I finished quietly. My face was bright red and I stared at my feet so she can't possibly see my blush. I felt her hands come off my shoulders and her back up. The silence was unbearable and I was tensed to prepare myself for any reaction negative to this.

"Alright, but I'm tired, so can we go?" she said, surprising me with how she was completely fine with this. I smiled in relief and gripped her hand loosely, pulling her slightly to the Homestead. We both yawn A LOT once we started to think about sleeping. I led her silently through the empty halls as not to wake any Glader who is sleeping. We slowly made our way to my room before we finally flicked on the dim light.

"Hmm… nice and cozy." I actually looked around and observed my room for the first time in forever (A/N cookies for whoever sings that while reading). The walls were wooden but a nice color, not dull like the outside. I had a mattress of straw wrapped in cloth as a bed that was put upon blocks of wood for height and so I couldn't feel the cold draft. I had a small dresser against the opposite wall with only two of four drawers filled with clothing consisting of three shirts and two pairs of pants. In my defense, there wasn't really a need to change very often. I had a desk alongside the dresser with a few books stacked on top, a few pieces of paper, two sketch pads, and quite a few pencils sat in a pile.

"You can take the bed; I'll sleep on the floor tonight." Zoe snapped her head towards me before glaring. What exactly did I do? I was completely frozen as she took a step towards me. She opened her mouth to speak and I recoiled into myself as I prepared for her to start a verbal beat-down.

"No, you're getting in that bed with me or I'll go sleep with another boy willing to," she threatened. Me, having this sudden protective and possessive behavior in regards to her, picked her up, set her on the bed, pulled off our shoes and weapons, and pulled a blanket over us in a few seconds. I was laying on my back and she on her side, her back to me.

"Thank you for everything." I heard a very quiet, almost in audible whisper. I heard Zoe's breathing even out and slow into a steady rhythm as she flipped over towards me, her head resting gently on my shoulder. I could feel her breath on my neck and her hand on my chest. I fell asleep to the sound of her even breathing and her soft scent of peppermint.

A/N: It's short, sorry. Deal with it.