His Greenie ~TMR~ Newt x reader

Runner?

     While everyone began to plan everything about it, I began to sob. The realization hit me, I finally realized that they actually plan to throw me out in the maze every day. I cried without hesitation. Everyone went quiet and looked at me. I froze realizing that they were all looking at me and soon ran out of the building. I ran across the glade and into the deadheads, the only place they couldn't find me easily. I heard shouts of my name and looked back to see people running after me. I sped up and ran into the woods, dodging all the branches in my way. 

     A good ten minutes later I found a tree to climb. I got to a good spot high up and sat on the branch. I smiled to myself as my breathing began to slow. I still heard shouts of my name, but they were muffled because of how far I ran from them. I left a pretty far distance from me and the others, so I relaxed and waited until the voices went away.

     Eventually all the voices went away, so I decided to climb down. I got back to the ground and I realized something. I don't know how to get back to the glade. It was still mid-day, the meeting was held in the morning. I walked straight forward, I figured I didn't turn too much while running so it should take me back to the glade. About thirty minutes later I was still in the forest, so I figured it was time to stop.

     Great, now I will die in the forest before I even get the damn job. I hate this place so fucking much.

     I broke down and cried again. Alby told me that all the newbies tended to cry for the first month or so. He said that eventually they would quit and get used to their surroundings. I have been here for four months or so and I still cry every once in a while. This was the first time I cried in front of any of the gladers, so I guess that's why I ran off. I have always hated the thought of crying in front of others, mainly because I feel weak if I do. If I were to ever cry here, it would always be somewhere private so no glader would catch me. 

     I frowned and looked up at the sky, by now it would be about dinner time. The thought made me hungry, and I just looked back to the ground. I rubbed my hand across the ground, feeling the cool dirt run along and under my fingers and my palm. It was weird, the dirt was soft, like to the point that it seemed unnatural. Then again, anything about this place seems unnatural. 

     I sat there crying and staring off into the sky for a good twenty minutes or so. I was sitting there sobbing quietly when I heard a twig snap. I looked into the direction of the noise to see someone walking my way. I pressed my back into the wall of the glade, as if I would sink into it and disappear from sight. Of course it didn't work.

     "Love is that you?" I heard a British accent.

     I grinned a little and relaxed realizing it was just Newt.

     A moment later he walked out from the branches and grinned as he saw me.

     "How long have you been here?" he asked.

     "About an hour or so, just been sitting here." I answered and looked down.

     "I can see the tear stains on your face love. I'm guessing you got lost trying to find your way back? Or maybe you didn't want to come back yet?" he asked as he sat beside me.

     "A little bit of both I guess." I said and looked away.

     "You missed dinner, but I told Frypan to save you something for when you came back." he said and put an arm around my shoulder.

     I nodded and rested my head on his shoulder, looking out at the trees in front of me. It was peaceful. I closed my eyes and nuzzled into the side of his neck. He shifted a bit but soon rested his head on top of mine. I grinned and hugged him by the torso.

     A minute or so later I got really drowsy. I yawned and kissed his neck. He shifted more and looked down at me.

     "What are you doing love?" He asked as I kissed his neck more.

     I giggled and looked up at him, and booped his nose with my index finger.

     "Just kissing you." I answered and yawned.

     He nodded and rested his head back on mine. A minute later I began to kiss him jawline and cheek, making him blush. I hugged him more and kissed around his cheek, and back down his jaw. 

     "Are you okay? You usually aren't exactly affectionate." he asked.

     "I'm fine, just tired." I said into his neck.

     He shivered and stood up. I frowned at the sudden movement and let my hands drop to my sides.

     "As much as I would love to continue this, I think you should go to sleep." he said and helped me up.

     "Continue what?" I asked.

     "Whatever the bloody hell you just started." he smirked.

      I grabbed his hand and we walked back to the homestead in a comfortable silence. I swung our hands back and forth and giggled while doing so. He chuckled at my actions and picked me up. He carried me on his shoulders to the homestead. I hugged him as he did so, a few times we almost fell because he tripped over his own feet. 

     He put me down as we got to the entrance to the homestead. I went over to his hammock and waited for him. He limped around the sleeping bodies and stood beside me. He leaned back onto the hammock. I soon followed, leaning onto his chest. My arms were propped under my head, giving me support. His arms were wrapped around my torso, so he was hugging me. Our legs were intertwined and my foot hung off the side a little bit. 

     I laughed silently as I swung my foot back and forth, making the hammock shake a little too. We sat there in the dark as the hammock swung in a rhythm, and I soon fell asleep at the feeling. Maybe being a runner won't be so bad.