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Newt has had a crush on Minho for as long as he's know so of course he volunteered to go out to the maze with Minho. After a while he regretted it miserably, as much as he like running alongside him it was draining.
Newt and Minho had come from a day out in the maze, both of them were exhausted. Both of them were way to tired to spend their time mapping out the same thing they did everyday but at last it was their duty, Newt walked toward the map room with Minho behind him.
Newt sat down and let out a groan not at all wanting to do anything other then sleeping.
Minho stood over Newt with crossed arms "Slim it and start mapping so we can leave."
Newt huffed and got up to reach for a paper. He started mapping out what he and Minho had ran out that day. Newt was absorbed in his work so he was startled when he heard a faustrated sigh.
He turned to see Minho staring at an empty spot where the paper was. Newt let a little laugh slip out, meanwhile Minho stared at him and let out a humorless laugh. "Pass me a pen."
Newt snorted to himself "Really? You're going to draw on your skin?"
"Yes, now pass me the pen."
Newt carelessly tossed him a pen expecting minho to catch it. He did not. The action made Minho even more irritated.
Newt took it as a sign to leave
"Uh do you want me to bring you your food? Orr-"
"Just go."
Newt left without a second thought.
When the boy got there he quickly greeted frypan and asked for two plates.
It took a moment for Fry to finish but Newt was glad he didn't have to be trapped with Minho.
Fry slid the plates in front of him and left without a word.
The blonde reached out for them when he noticed ink on his wrist. He placed the plates down carefuly to look at what was happening. The ink spread in even lines that resembled.. a maze?
"No shucking way" newt muttered under his breath.
He quickly grabbed the plates and made his way to the map room as quick as he could.
Newt entered to see Minho's back to the door. He shut the door gently behind him. He watched as Minho finished the last lines of his map, newt looked down at his arm finding the exact same lines sprawled on his wrist.
"Min.. you remember what the creators told us, about the soulmate thing our generation was born with-"
"Of course i do shank." Minho responded with an annoyed tone, Newt could imagine Minho rolling his eyes right now.
"So hypothetically what were to happen if.." Newt paused unsure if right now was time to tell Minho his new discovery.
"Spit it out" Instead of Minho's voice being filled with annoyance it had a hint of curiosity.
Newt took a deep breathe deciding to tell him everything "ok so basically at this very moment you're mapping the maze on your wrist and it may or may not have appeared on my wrist while i was getting food, and i don't know if i should happy or sad cause i've liked you for a really long time but what if you don't like me back and you completely and utterly hate me after this." Newt got the words quicker then he expected. "Um"
Minho stared at him trying to process everything that had come out of Newt's mouth. "So what you're saying is that were soulmates and you that you have liked me for a long time?
Newt nodded unsure if it was the right call.
Silence fell over the room like a blanket.
Newt felt trapped and scared with the sudden silence "You know, maybe I should go" He pointed at the door.
Newt was already making a beeline for the door before he felt Minho's hand grab his own.
Newt let out a quiet gasp when Minho pulled him closer. Minho placed his hand Newt's waist and pulled him for a kiss.
At first Newt was shocked and hesitant but he eventually allowed himself melt into the kiss. Newt let his hands rest on Minho's neck bringing them closer. It only last a few seconds but Newt came to believe those were the best seconds he had ever lived.
Newt pulled away taking a breathe for air and stared at the boy he had just kissed. "Um I didn't know you felt the same way."
"slim it shank" Minho said before pulling him back for another kiss.