Minho out of his habit was the first one to wake up, but he didn't open his eyes after gaining his consciousness. More like he didn't want to open them just to realize whatever happened to him yesterday was just a dream. Them finally being free from the Maze, was just a dream and he'll have to wake up and run the maze again.
If it was all a dream, he'd rather sleep for the rest of his life than acknowledge the reality.
But then his dream turned into a nightmare when he remembered all the lives that were lost. Him putting a spear through Gally's chest flashed into his memory making him bolt upright and fully awake.
He almost fall down from the edge of the bed. Gaining his balance, he rubbed his eyes and groaned remembering yesterday's horrible events.
He looked beside him, and the sight made him smile even after the horrible nightmare. His two friends were sleeping peacefully at his side.
Newt's head was resting on Thomas's shoulder, whose arms were protectively around him, as if it scared him that someone will take Newt away from him.
A feeling of awe grew inside his body. I knew it. Minho smiled to himself. Maybe everything isn't that bad. We're safe and we're all together. He looked around at the other Gladers, still sleeping. I'll just have to focus on the future and not dwell on the past, like Newt said.
He got out of the bed and went inside the bathroom to freshen up. He came back in like fifteen or twenty minutes and decided to explore the place they were staying a little.
He reached the door and tried to pull it but it didn't open. He then pushed the door and found out that it was locked. He looked around in order to find some type of buttons that would open the door. He discovered that the only way to open it was from the outside.
They locked us up in here. The realization made him a little panicked. We're trapped again.
Before he could do anything reckless, Minho took a deep breath. He thought It's better to wake Newt up. He'll know what to do.
Minho again took a deep breath, trying to calm himself and went back to where Newt and Thomas were sleeping.
"Newt?" Minho called in a low voice. He didn't want his fellow Gladers to wake up and find out about the situation.
"Mm?" Newt's voice was so low that Minho thought he was still asleep.
"Newt?" he tried again.
"What is it?" Newt asked without opening his eyes, rolled over away from Thomas with his back facing him and went back to sleep.
Minho who didn't realize that Newt was again asleep as he was looking at the locked door continued, "I think we have a problem."
Thomas, who was frowning at the loss of Newt's warmth, without opening his eyes said, "Shut up, Minho." and pressed his body closer to Newt's back with his arm resting on his waist as he pulled a blanket over them.
Minho may have thought that they looked cute a while before but now they both were annoying him. He stared at blanket on top of them which went so still it looked like they both had stopped breathing.
But Minho didn't pay attention to that and exclaimed, "Both of you! Get up!"
To his surprise Newt and Thomas woke up in an instant and got to their feet in front of him, looking awkwardly in every direction but eachother.
Minho didn't know that Thomas was screaming in head a minute ago after wrapping himself around Newt in a reflex. Oh my God! Oh My God! What the hell am I doing? Is Newt awake? This must really weird him out. Do something you idiot!
Newt, on the other hand was feeling relaxed until Minho woke him up. He felt a chill when he turned around but the warmth returned with an arm around his waist which resulted in the rising of his heartbeat. His mind tried not to focus on how much he liked it and hoped Thomas couldn't feel how fast his heart was beating.
Putting aside the fact that how much they loved the feeling of being so close to each other, they were glad Minho once again called them to wake up.
It took Minho a minute to realize why they both were being weird. He rolled his eyes at the realization and was about to make a comment but, "What is it?" They both asked in unison which resulted in them blushing and Minho finding this situation ridiculous.
"The door's locked. We're trapped here." Minho said as he remembered why he was trying to wake Newt up.
"What?" Thomas exclaimed in a high-pitched voice.
"Shh" Minho hissed him, "You'll wake the others."
"This can't be happening." Thomas said this time in a hushed voice.
Newt went near the door to examine it on his own, and the other two boys followed him.
"I told you." Minho said after Newt's failed try to open the door.
"This doesn't make any sense." Newt said. "The door must be jammed or something. Why will they lock us here?"
"Who cares? I just want to get out of here right now. I'm sick of being trapped that even without knowing any reason whatsoever." Minho snapped.
"He's right, Newt." Thomas said. "I don't feel good about this."
"Should we try to break the door?" Minho suggested already getting in a position to break it followed by Thomas.
"What? No!" Newt pulled them both away from the door. "Are you both out of your mind! Calm down for a second."
He looked at both of them and saw panic in their eyes. "Ok, just breathe. We're not trapped." He tried to reason with them. "Just wait for a little time. There must be some mistake. Someone will come to open this door."
"How're you so sure?" Minho asked.
Newt didn't have an answer to his question. Before Minho could continue, he got distracted by the sound of Frypan coming from behind him.
"Yo! What're you shanks up to?" He asked. Minho and Thomas turned around, but didn't reply.
"Nothing." Newt replied, "Just woke up out of habit."
"Mmm." Frypan's face fell on his pillow for a moment before he finally got up and made his way to the bathroom, too sleepy to realise the tense look on his friend's faces. Slowly other gladers also started waking up.
"What are we going to tell them?" Thomas whispered.
Newt carefully thought for a moment before replying, "Nothing."
"Nothing?" Minho said, "What do you mean 'nothing'?"
"There's nothing to tell." Newt said plainly.
"Newt-" Thomas got cut off by Newt. "No, you listen to me. There is nothing to tell them. Everything is fine. Soon someone will be here to open this door. You two need to stop panicking for a damn second and just sit down."
Thomas looked irritated. "Fine! We'll sit down." He grabbed and Newt's wrist and dragged him along towards the bed they were just sleeping a while ago and sat down. Minho's feet just followed his two friends on their own and he found himself sitting on the bed in front of them.
Thomas looked at Newt. "Look! we're all sitting. Now, will you please explain as to why you are denying the fact that we're trapped here."
"I'm not denying it you idiot." Newt replied. "I'm waiting to see whether it is a situation that needs to be solved. You're just assuming that we have a problem."
Thomas thought for a second. "Okay, well you're still refusing to tell others about it."
"He doesn't want to create a panic in the group." Minho replied who was quiet for a while now.
"Looks like you finally got your shucking brain back." Newt said looking at Minho.
"Shut up." Minho muttered ashamed to admit that he panicked. He looked up seeing Thomas was also embarrassed, but that didn't stop Minho from saying, "You can let go of his hand now Thomas." and enjoying the two different shades of red on both of his friend's faces.
"I.. uh.. I'm sorry for acting like that. I wasn't thinking." Thomas said.
"Yeah, you do that sometimes." Newt replied, easing up the surrounding tension a little.
"So, What're we gonna do today Newt?" Frypan asked as he settled down on the bed next to where Minho was.
"We'll see." He replied.
Before Frypan could further ask anything, Minho engaged him in a conversation.
Newt and Thomas quietly made their way to the bathroom to freshen up. They both didn't say anything to each other. Thomas finished up early and waited for Newt, leaning back on the wall. Newt smiled when he saw him and Thomas knew that Newt wasn't mad at him anymore. They both went outside, seeing people in the room sitting in three groups and casually chatting with each other. Just as they both reached Minho and Frypan the door opened.