Minho Imagines (Minho X Reader)

By : halfbloodglader
From : Tumblr

Ever since she showed up in the glade, Minho was head over heels for the Y/H/C haired Y/E/C eyed girl. He really wasn’t sure why because their personalities constantly clashed. But, he blamed it on the fact that they shared the same beliefs and how their hearts were in the same place. They were both strong and brave, fighting for what they knew was right. It kept them knitted together in this strange, invisible way. And it bothered him to no end. Like an itch he just couldn’t reach, it pried his mind, keeping him from mapping the maze as well as he knew he could. ‘I should hate her!’ He grumbled to himself as he jogged across the glade, coming up behind Y/N and Newt. “Hey shebean!” Minho hollered out as he rushed past, smacking the back of he girls head. “What the hell, Minho?!” Newt yelled back at the runner. Minho just kept his eyes focused forwards and shrugged his shoulders. “Just ignore that shank.” Newt looked to the girl sympathetically. He hated to watch her alway be beaten on by Minho, always wondering why he didn’t just pick on the other boys. She didn’t deserve it.

Everyone entered the council hall and Minho tried to keep his eyes from following Y/N as she approached to sit in the chair beside him. Yet another thing he despised, how she wasn’t even a keeper, yet got to act as one in meetings. “So, you all know why we’re here today. We need runners. Minho is making great progress, but the maze is much bigger than we thought. He can’t go out there alone everyday.” Alby crossed his arms and leaned back against the wooden beam in the middle of the room. “I want Newt and Ben.” Minho slumped back in his chair and looked to Alby hopefully. A ruckus broke out amongst the boys, some wanting to be runners and others shouting that Minho didn’t need help. Saying how they shouldn’t be risking more lives in the maze. Everyone was in a frenzy but the girl who sat quietly, staring at the ground in thought.

“Alright, alright!” Alby shouted out. “Look, three boys is enough and if Minho thinks they’re the best choices, so be it.” He admitted and most of the boys settled. “You need four.” Y/N muttered. “Speak up shebean, no one can hear you.” Y/N glared at the runner and raised her head high. “You need four runners. They need to run in pairs. You’d cover twice as much ground in a day and the corridors aren’t wide enough to have three people running together.” Y/N explained and earned nods and mumbles of approval from a multitude of the boys. “Alright, Ms. Pensive. Who’s number four then?” Minho cocked an eyebrow and Y/N rolled her eyes, looking around the room. Most of the boys darted their eyes away from her, not willing to enter a place like the maze. She took in a deep breath and looked up to the deep brown eyes of Minho. “Me.”

Minho scoffed. “Man, you are full full of klunk.” He crossed his arms and puffed out his chest, looking to Alby for help. “You need all the people you can get, Minho. She’s more than willing and more than capable. You’ve seen her run.” Alby reminded the hotheaded boy. “I can be partners with her.” Newt piped up and looked to the girl with a warm smile. “No!” Minho spat a little louder than he’d hoped. “She’s with me. You and Ben can partner up.” Minho watched as the enigma of a girl sucked in a deep breath, almost as if she was regretting even offering herself up now. “So be it. Starting tomorrow, you’re all runners.” Alby waved his arm in the air, dismissing the meeting and Y/N was one of the first people out. Newt waited for the room to clear and looked to Minho begrudgingly. “You treat her like klunk, Minho! Why are you making yourself her running partner? I thought you hated her!” The blonde stood tall, pressing Minho for truth. “Dude, chill. I don’t hate her. We just - it’s just…” Minho scrambled for words.

“It’s that no matter how loud I am, no matter what I find in the maze, she doesn’t notice me!” He grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. Newt snickered, looking to Minho in disbelief. “You like her! Don’t you?!” He exclaimed and Minho’s face flushed a deep red. “N-No-“ He sputtered but Newt shushed him. “Maybe she can teach you some humility and patience.” Newt laughed and turned on his heel, leaving a flustered Minho in the desolate room. “You tell anyone and I ought to break your shuck nose!” Minho screamed out after the blonde.