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Newt:

The rest of the night goes by in daze. Newt falls in and out of sleep all night, never staying asleep for longer than an hour. Eventually he just gives up and stares into the darkness. Minho was fast asleep and spooning him. He was also making some weird in-human noise into Newt's neck. Bloody slinthead, Newt thought, maybe if I just lean back far enough I'll smother the shank. Newt thought about getting up and going for a walk, but he knew if tried to get up he'd wake up Minho and he didn't want to do that.

Just then he felt Minho's grip on his chest tighten. Minho let out a small moan "mmm Newt" he mumbled. Newt smiled this shuck still has dreams about me? Something hard pressing against Newt answered the question for him. Well I'm definitely not going to sleep now.

"Minho" Newt said. Minho grunted and pressed up against Newt. Newt curled his hand around and shook Minho's shoulder, "hey wake up shuckface."

"Huh- what?" Minho said, finally awake. He sat up and looked around. "Newt what's going on?"

Newt laughed at Minho's facial expression. "Calm down Minho" Newt said "Wanna know what's bloody going on? You're humping me in your sleep that's what."

Minho smirked. "Sorry bout that" he said as he lied back down.

Newt leaned in and kissed Minho. "Don't be" he said between kisses. Minho tangled his hands in Newt's hair. Newt let out a soft moan as Minho's tongue slipped into Newt's mouth.

Newt rolled over so he was straddling Minho and started to grind his hips against Minho's bulge. He broke the kiss and started sucking on Minho's neck. "Shuck Newt" Minho said "you should wake me up more often." Newt smiled against Minho's neck.

He kissed his way down Minho's chest until he reached the waistband of his pants. He pulled them away and took Minho in his mouth. He groaned as Newt started to move his head and suck. He tangled his hands in Newt's hair and Newt let out a low groan.

"Shuuuckk Newt" Minho moaned. Newt could tell he was close so he flicked his tongue and dug his nails into Minho's hips. "Ohhh Newwwttt" he moaned as he came into Newt's mouth. He swallowed and crawled back up so he was facing Minho.

"You're shucking amazing" Minho whispered between breaths.

"I know" Newt said.

Minho smiled, "you're turn."


Minho:

The next morning, Minho wasn't entirely sure what he had dreamed and what had actually happened. But then he saw the bite mark on his shoulder and realized he hadn't dreamed all of it. "Newt," Minho said "look what you shucking did."

Newt looked at him and smirked "oops."

"It's my own fault," Minho said "I'm just too ridiculously sexy you can't control yourself around me. No wonder you woke me up in the middle of the night."

Newt rolled his eyes and laughed. "You're the one moaning my name in your sleep."

Minho blushed lightly. "Really Minho?" Newt said "you blush for that? After everything you did last night, that's what you should be bloody ashamed of."

"I wouldn't say ashamed..." Minho said as he stood up and wrapped his arms around Newt's waist. "Maybe proud, but not ashamed."

"Oh yea?" Newt said as he reached around and squeezed Minho's ass "want something else to be proud of?"

What is this boy trying to do to me? "We have to get to the maze" Minho said against his better judgement.

"So? I don't want to run the bloody maze, lets just stay here." Newt said.

"We can't" Minho said "you know we can't."

Newt groaned and shoved his way out of Minho's arms. "Why? There's no bloody point. We're never solving it."

"That's not true" Minho said and Newt rolled his eyes in response.

"We're going to figure it out eventually. We are." Minho said.

"Yea, whatever you bloody say" Newt mumbled as he walked out of the room. Minho wanted to go after him, to comfort him, but didn't know what to say to him. So instead he stood there and watched him leave.


Newt:

Just run you bloody idiot. Newt told himself, just run. Just get through the day. Get through the day and get back to Minho. He ran, but he felt like every step was a struggle. "We're going to figure it out" he said. How does he still believe that? We're not going to figure it out. We're stuck here. We're stuck here for the rest of our pathetic lives.

Suddenly Newt couldn't breath anymore. He collapsed against the maze wall and put his head between his knees. We're stuck. The words kept repeating themselves in his mind. For the rest of our lives.

The

rest

of

our

lives.

Newt tried to calm his breathing, but he couldn't. He thought his heart would explode. We're trapped. We're trapped and there's no way out. The only way out is... Newt closed his eyes and pulled his hair so hard he thought he would rip it out.

Johnny got out. Newt thought, lucky him.

Newt looked at the maze wall and eyed the ivy. How far does that go up? Maybe I could get out too.

Newt realized his breathing had returned to normal. Before he fully understood what he was doing, he walked over to the wall and put his hand on the ivy. Newt took a deep breath and gripped the ivy as he started to climb.

He made it halfway up the wall before the ivy started to get too thin to hold him. He turned so his back was against the wall. He stared down at the maze floor.

Newt took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Minho popped into his head. He'll be fine without me. He doesn't need me. He doesn't. Newt tried to convince himself. What am I doing?

He felt a tear roll down his cheek. Because I need to get out.

Newt kept his eyes closed as he let go of the ivy.

He felt a rush of wind and a moment of utter peace before everything went black.


Oh my feels. Hope you guys liked it, sorry it was a bit short but I really wanted to stop there. Please give me feedback!