Minho-Newt||The Maze Runner

(A/N- Hiya, bloody hell, 700+ reads, thanks guys. That may not seem a lot to some, but to me, that's loads. Thanks again for reading this, I'm kinda running outa ideas, I'm not a very good writer ya see. These characters are not mine, they belong to James Dashner)

"Oi, wake up."
A sharp pain goes up my left side as someone kicks me hard on my stomach. I roll on my side and groan, shuck, I shouldn't of eaten that much.

I tuck my knees up to my chest and groan again.
"WHAT!" I moan, spitting in annoyance; I pull my sleeping bag over my head. A couple of groans come from around the glade.
"Minho, get the bloody shuck up, it's gone 7."

Something hits my side again, but this time harder.
"Shuck dude, that hurt" I mumble from my cocoon of warmth.

"Well I'm sorry," he says with a ton of sarcasm. "get up then ya shank." He kicks me once again, this time, not as hard.
"Alright, slim it," I untuck my knees and wiggle out of my sleeping bag, making sure I kick him in the shins.
"Bloody hell, mate, really?"

A yell of pain explodes from above me, I look up to see Newt rubbing hard on his leg, the corners of my mouth turn up into a small smile.
"Serves you right for kicking me, poor little baby." I use my left hand a ruffle up his hair.

"Ahh, well ya shouldnt 'ave eaten as much then, shank should ya?" Newt replies, as he flattens down his shoulder length hair.
He really needs to get it cut!

I turn around and stare at him, right in his eyes. "Dude, you really need to cut your hair, you look like a shuck girl."

He giggles and twiddles his hair around his finger, "A pretty girl though, right?"

I smile a little and shove him hard on the shoulder.
"No, you look like the ugliest shanky girl I've ever seen," I responded. "You better thank the gods above you were born a dude." (Scorch Trials quote there, but you knew that! 😏)

"Great, thanks, that really boosted my bloody confidence." He sniffs, using his finger to wipe his nose. I glance around, the dark sky starts to brighten, the loud rumble of the doors start to echo around the Glade.

"Oh shuck" I whisper, running my hands through my hair.
"I told ya 10 minutes ago to get the bloody up, but did ya listen, no, because you have to be Minho." Newt says, he voice showing he was annoyed, if not amused.

Am I really that annoying?

"Good that, sorry, I shouldn't of eaten that much. I'll go get ready."

Newt smiles, as if he's won, and crosses his arms in triumph.
"Dude," I say, copying his stance. "this doesn't mean you've won anything."

"Yeah, I bloody well know that shank, but ya are kinda doin' as I asked." Newts replies, rolling his eyes at me.
"Your likin' this aren't you?"
He smiles, creating wrinkles by his eyes.
"I'm likin' this a lot."

(A/N- thanks again for reading, you are all aMAZEing. 😊)