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    Minho coughed self-consciously and looked around. “Did you say something?”
    “Yes,” Newt answered matter-of-factly. “You were wondering how to tell the difference between an altered memory or a hallucination and something that really happened, and I was pointing out that reality is subjective and perception is all in the mind anyway.”
    “What?”
    “Well, if you experience a hallucination, but it’s so vivid that you can feel and hear and taste everything as if it were real, and it leaves a lasting impact on your psyche, who’s to say that it’s less ‘real’ than something that happened to you physically?”
    “Huh?”
    “For that matter, maybe what we perceive as ‘reality’ is all a simulation - but if it’s programmed so thoroughly that we can’t tell, and our experiences within this false reality are meaningful to us, then does it really make a difference if it’s ‘real’ or not?” Every time he used air-quotes, he brought both hands out from under his chin to mark the air on either side of his head in a decidedly un-Newt-like gesture.
    “Dude, what the fuck are you talking about?”

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    “Hey, blondie. I’m… back,” Minho said, his voice husky and tired, followed by long breaths.

    Newt met Minho’s eyes, his own almost watering in relief. “Shuck you,” Newt seethed, fists clenching tight, nails digging into his sweaty palms. “You come back, looking twice as bad as you usually do, two bloody hours late.”

    “I don’t look that bad, do I? I’m still pretty?” Minho managed a cocky grin.

    “Shut up,” Newt whispered shortly, backing away, immensely aware of his thrumming heart, Minho’s foxy eyes, and the proximity between them.
     
    [Even if you don't ship, I hope this is a good read 👍This fic starts one day before Thomas’s arrival, and ends… I don’t wanna think about the ending rn. This is a collection of multiple non-canon interactions between the supposedly cold-hearted Runner and the golden-haired second-in-command, threaded through the Maze Runner trilogy. Sorry in advance.]
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    ATELOPHOBIA
    [a-tel-o-pho-bia] ;
    (n.) the fear of imperfection or not being good enough.

     

    Sure, love is one of the most beautiful things in the whole world – but not when the one you love is already taken and deep down you just now you would never be good enough for them.

    Minho and Newt have fallen for eachother and everyone knows it except for them.

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    (The Scorch Trials: The Gladers and Jorge get separated from Brenda and Thomas. Newt has to take care of Minho, who still has the marks from getting struck by lightning.)
    It was taking its toll on them—everything was. Everything that had occurred from the start of this bloody hell of a life. From the moment they’d walked the grass of the Glade like it was something close to home, from the moment they’d ran the stone floor of that blasted Maze that haunted their minds even in slumber.
    They were set up for chaos, loss, and misery from the moment they woke up in that lovin’ Box.

    “Newt? Are you okay?”

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