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caitimetravels · 2 years

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-> minho x (fem) reader

-> fandom: the maze runner

requested by: @acupnoodle

a/n: this was so cute to write i hope you like it <333 sorry for the delay :/ this ended up longer than i thought it would

warnings: alcohol ig, mention of sex but nothing happened

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holy shit did she need a drink. y/n made a beeline for gally’s moonshine, quickly plucking a jar up for herself, making a short point to raise it his way in thanks. she chugged a few gulps as she stepped over to her usual tree to haul herself out of reach for a good few minutes.

leaning back against the trunk behind her, she watched the boys fight and dance around like children.

a bonfire never did fail to bring their spirits back up.

but no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t push today’s events to the back of her mind.

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“yeah well that’s just the problem isn’t it? you’re so great! you’re so perfect!” she threw her arms up in annoyance, anger filling her body as her head spun in her moment of rage. it was all becoming too much.

she was sick of the constant discrimination, the lack of belief in her abilities as a runner, as a keeper. it was always, ‘don’t worry, i’ll ask minho’, ‘it’s fine, minho can deal with it’, ‘minho would do it’, ‘you’re not doing it right, minho would know’

she didn’t even know why she was taking it out on him, why she was starting an argument. he didn’t know. he would never know.

but something about just how perfect he was made her so.. angry.

“come on!” he started with a scoff, growing angrier the more she made assumptions. he took a step towards her, intimidating “look, i’m sorry you find me so perfect but-”

“no! it’s always you!” she begun to step his way, arms pushing at his chest, hands desperately clinging to his shirt, shoving him backwards, forcing him to stumble into the hundreds of maze drawings scattered around them. “i don’t understand why they think you’re so much better than me! you’re so- ugh!”

she finally let go of him, both wobbling from the momentum of the push, minho falling in front of her.

he stared at her for a moment, stunned. a moment way too long, apparently, had he wanted to say something.

she felt the tears well up in her eyes, frustration and realisation taking over from the blinding anger as she fled.

“hey- wait!”

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later, she supposed. later, she’d apologise. but for now, she’d stick to avoiding him like usual. they never did work out their problems..

she could feel her head getting fuzzy, pulse speeding up as her tension loosened. mm, maybe that was the best idea she had had all day, though?

except..

“how about some fun boys? oh, and our dear lady?” maybe it wasn’t such a good idea.

“truth or dare?” no matter how vigorously she shook her head, nobody paid attention and she merely found herself being pulled into the circle, eyes unintentionally finding those that made her heart beat faster.

she scoffed internally, passing it off as anger. she knew that it was anything but.

“so..” the game went boringly as expected with the common ‘who do you have a crush on?’ questions being sent her way and some dares to chug drinks and do stupid stunts.

with a sigh, y/n continued to sip on her jar of moonshine, just waiting for the game to either end or get interesting.

but by interesting this wasn’t what she had in mind.

“y/n, truth or dare?” gally smirked, tipping his jar her way. she watched him with bored eyes, tiredly calling out ‘dare’. might as well, she internally shrugged to herself.

“i dare you.. to sit on minho’s lap for the rest of the game” she almost dropped her jar in surprise. what kind of-

“unless you’re too chicken” he shrugged, mocking her as he tipped his head back to take another sip. she frowned, deeply, immediately rising to her feet, desperate to prove her point.

she wasn’t just another shank, she wasn’t scared. she plopped herself right in her co-keepers lap, sending them a daring look, as if challenging them to say something.

the boys screeched, going wild at the blush on their faces. though they would probably blame it on the drink she couldn’t deny her heart was racing, the heat spreading as she felt minho’s hands gently, unsurely hold her waist.

she glowered at the rowdy boys, immediately shutting them up with a snap “newt! truth or dare?”

at least she had that power over them, she supposed.

before she knew it she woke up, almost nose-to-nose with the one boy she didn’t want near her after last night’s memories. although she couldn’t seem to piece together all of yesterday’s events, unsure how she wound up next to him.

as she stared at him wide eyed, he slowly groaned, blinking the sleep out of his eyes before matching her gaze.

“what the shuck?!” she immediately went for the defensive route. “why are you in my bed, you perverted shank?!” he groaned again, pushing at her face blindly, trying to cover her mouth.

“shut up, it’s too early for that” he dismissed, rolling onto his back and shielding his eyes with his arm.

she frowned at his lack of response, looking around to see that nothing had happened, both of them were fully clothed, in fact it only appeared that she had slept on his chest all night.

she didn’t know whether to grimace or smile, her heart inwardly doing flips in her own chest at the thought. she shook it off.

“did.. did you bring me up to bed?” she spoke softly, the most vulnerable he had ever seen her act since she came out of the box two years ago. he didn’t make his usual snarky comment, eyeing her carefully from the corner of his eye.

“yeah..” he nodded carefully, unsure of how she would act. surely not the same as last night.

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“minhooo” she whined, dangling off his shoulder as he walked her towards her room. “minho, where are we going?” she continued to slur, nuzzling into his shirt and giggling at his scowl.

“walk, woman” he groaned, practically dragging her along. he was just glad the boys had all gone to bed, nobody in sight to witness her embarrassingly acting like a clingy drunk.

at least, she would think it was embarrassing. he wasn’t so sure he despised it with how she held onto his waist, staring up at him with lovestruck eyes.

“come on, lets just get you to bed” he sighed, using his foot to kick the door to her room open, pushing her towards the bed. “you won’t remember this in the morning”

and that thought made him a little sad.

but that quickly disappeared when she pulled him down with her, threatening to cry if he left her alone.

he allowed himself to smile, giving in to her hug.

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“why did you stay?” she sat up almost instinctually, insecurely holding her arms to her chest.

“why not?” he sat up too, staring at her in confusion, eyebrows furrowing. did she actually not remember last night?

“don’t get me wrong, i’m not...” she paused, scratching at her arm absentmindedly as she thought of the word, “mad that you did.. i think? but... why? i mean, i’m not exactly someone you would want to be around after yesterday”

“what-” he paused, remembering the heated argument they had had earlier. before the heart fluttering truth or dare game. he pushed down a blush. “oh..”

“yeah..” she chewed on her lip, refusing to look at him. she knew she would have to say it one day. “i’m sorry”

“i know, i am too” he half-smiled before reaching for her waist again, hoping she would give in to another hug. surely they could stay like they were for a couple more minutes? “come here”

she tensed. did he.. did he really think she was that easy? she felt her insides boil, anger growing. she harshly shoved him away. “you-you! you’re just like the rest! you only want me because i’m the only girl! ugh i knew it! you’re all the same! and to think i actually liked you!”

“wait- i didn’t mean it like-” she cut him off, expression stone cold.

“get out”

“but-”

“get. out!” he scrambled up, frowning at her, hurt written all over his face before he turned, leaving.

as soon as he disappeared she broke down, sobbing. god, she just admitted to him that she liked him. the boys were going to have a field day.

to her surprise, the boys didn’t have a field day. they didn’t even look at her differently. they all still hit on her, called her names they thought were cute (they weren’t). nobody spoke differently, nobody looked at her differently.

did he.. did he seriously not tell them?

she shook her head. it didn’t matter.

it took a whole month for there to be any proper communication between the two.

both of them were stubborn. stubborn enough to need another bonfire to pull them together.

once again she found herself sipping her jar of moonshine, perched in her usual tree just trying to find some escape from reality. she couldn’t help but let her eyes drift to minho, seated in his usual spot where he ate and joked around with the other runners.

she sighed heavily, she was going to need like three jars of gally’s drink to get any ounce of courage. there was no way she could ever find herself joining them.

and yet.. she did.

“you asshole” she slurred, pointing a wobbly finger towards minho. she had been dancing with the other boys when her eyes caught his. he raised an eyebrow, urging her to go on. “you’re an asshole”

he scoffed, although greatly amused by her drunk mumblings. “maybe if you just stop accusing me and jumping to conclusions, then maybe we could have an actual conversation for once?”

“no” she huffed, crossing her arms and pouting. she had no idea what they were arguing about, it was clear as day. minho knew that, standing to bring her to bed before she revealed something she was sure to regret in the morning.

he bid farewell to the boys who complained about her leaving until newt scolded them, “she’s drunk” minho sent them a quick glare, pulling her along with him.

she was quick to change demeanour the minute they were alone, almost like she knew she didn’t have anyone to act in front of anymore.

“you know” y/n begun, a lazy smile upon her lips. she leaned into minho’s shoulder, pretending like she wasn’t three moonshine jars too drunk, “the stars are pretty”

“mm” he hummed along, more focused on getting her to bed than whatever she was rambling about. she was making it difficult though with all her struggling.

“and your eyes have stars in them” he stopped walking to raise an eyebrow, curious as to where she was going. “so you’re pretty”

he took a moment before snorting, trying hard to ignore the heat rising to his cheeks. she was drunk.

“come on, let’s get you to bed”

“noooo” she whined again, weakly pushing her hands into his chest, doing nothing to distance them, “you’ll leave me”

“i won’t” he falsely promised, knowing sober y/n wouldn’t want him to be there. especially not after last time.

“you liar” she scoffed, head pressing against his shoulder as she grew sleepier. he sighed, bending slightly to sweep her feet off the ground.

“last i checked, you didn’t want me to stay, hm?”

“but i do” she reached a hand up to his cheek, pulling his face towards her. “i like you” she giggled, and he shook his head, not believing her.

“you keep saying that but then you yell at me” he grumbled, making the same movement to kick her door open as he had the last time they stepped into her room.

“you don’t like me” she begun to sniffle, dropping her hands dramatically.

“of course i do” he quickly defended before remembering she was drunk. he laid her on her bed again, swiftly stepping away before she could pull the same trick.

“you’re a liar” she yawned but continued to stare at him, determined. “you leave and you fight with me and you don’t like me. i like you, why don’t you like me?”

“because you’re drunk and you don’t know what you’re saying” he frowned, trying had to keep his heart from beating as fast as it was.

“i may be drunk but at least i’m honest” she gave him a triumphant grin, like she had just won a game he didn’t know he was playing.

“whatever” he didn’t move, contemplating his options before moving back towards her. “if you wake up to regret it, don’t blame me, alright?”

she cheered, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him close.

when they awoke she stared at him, feeling oddly more at peace than the last time she had woken up like this. she took a moment, memories slowly piecing themselves together.

“hey..” she softly whispered as his eyes fluttered open, “i really do like you”

“mm, i like you too” he gave her a soft grin, leaning up to press a lingering kiss to her lips. her face heated up but she pushed back against him, content.

“are you going to push me away again?” he hummed teasingly, pulling her closer.

she definitely wouldn’t, she thought as she leaned into his embrace.

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caitimetravels · 2 years

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she’s insignificant

chapter 14: you’re lying

the umbrella academy x (fem) reader

disclaimer: i do not own the plot/storyline of the netflix tv series and i do not own the umbrella academy characters.

warnings: none for this chapter i think??

a/n: in honour of almost 400 followers ig?? i present to you... an update!!

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y/n swung to a halt, feet pressing into the dirt beneath her soles as she breathed in slowly.

she didn't want to be a part of it.

five could solve his own problems.. except it wasn't just his problem.

she didn't want to die. not like this.

and so she did help, whether they wanted her help or not, she needed to do this.

she silently chewed on her lip, willing herself to stay where she was. she shouldn't be risking her life for them. she shouldn't get up. she shouldn't keep following their life threatening actions.

but anything for family right?

she scoffed but stood despite her annoyance. here she was crawling back to those who didn't even bother to stay for more than a day in her company unless there was a world ending apocalypse.

her eyebrows furrowed as exited the calm park, how did they know five wasn't crazy anyways? how old did he say he was, 58? what bullshit.

she huffed a laugh at that, she was still 16 after all.

before she knew it she was once again back in front of the place she sadly called home.

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allison stepped up beside diego, watching quietly as grace patched up five's wound. neither spoke for a moment, merely mulling over the day's events in their head.

softly, diego turned to look at his sister, "anything?"

"there's no answer at vanya's place" allison begun, continuing in a disbelieving tone. "and the receptionist at her music school said she was a no show for her lessons today"

there was a moment of silence again before diego stepped back, allison following his movements. "hey, are you okay?"

"yeah... i don't know its just surreal seeing her" he paused, looking back over at grace, "i just want to tell her that i'm so-"

allison stared at him, suspicious but allowed him to move on anyways. "we don't have enough time we gotta go"

"i don't know, diego. five is laying there, unconscious" she gestured, off-handedly towards the said boy, "and y/n is still out somewhere no one knows. we need them."

"we can do this ourselves" diego argued,

"we did that already, remember? we all ended up dead" allison pointed out, before softening "i don't know, i'm just- i'm thinking maybe i should go and see claire before-"

"you can't run away from this, allison, that's what started all of this in the first place" he sighed, defeated "luther was right"

allison scoffed, eyebrows raised "i didn't think i'd ever hear you say those words"

"yeah, well, we gotta stick together" he shrugged, and she finally agreed.

"where do we start?"

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y/n pushed the door open to a once again empty house. with a brief glance around she quickly made a beeline for the room she knew they would have taken five. she peered around the doorway only to see grace seated beside five, who remained unconscious.

her mother figure held a book in her hands, perfect posture as usual as she waited for five to wake.

y/n jumped when a voice spoke up behind her.

"allison and diego left some time ago"

"pogo! oh my god" she held a hand to her heart, breathing out slowly before pausing, "where did they go?"

"i'm not sure, although i do believe they split up" pogo had already begun to walk away, intending to check on five, as she hurriedly pulled her phone from her pocket, ringing allison's number.

the dial tone rang for what felt like too long.

"y/n?" she sucked in a breath.

"hey allison.." she nervously rocked on the soles of her feet, eyes flickering over the several fighting posters littering the hallway, slowly pacing. "uh, what are you and diego doing?"

"well, diego got arrested" y/n felt her eyes widen, surprised he had done anything recently that could have lead to an arrest.

"what?"

"yeah, he didn't tell me why but he's probably in jail-"her older sister begun,

"you're going to find the others, aren't you?" she didn't wait for confirmation, continuing to ramble. "i'll get diego then, we need to do this together, right? that's what five-"

"y/n" allison cut her off, sharply. she wasn't annoyed but definitely tense.

"sorry" she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, anxious. "i'm just.. you know, not ready to die or whatever"

"neither am i" allison sighed, "go get diego, we'll meet up later, okay? just.. stay safe"

y/n softly murmured the saying back before hanging up.

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the h/c haired girl stepped into the police office, head held high in false confidence. surely it wasn't too hard to get diego out. what was he in here for anyways? dressing up like makeshift batman?

she waltzed right through the building looking for someone who appeared to have access to her brother. her eyes narrowed in on a detective she swore she had seen before.

"hi" he wasn't expecting anyone when he pulled his seat out from his desk, nervously attempting to appear normal. he jumped slightly in surprise, turning to face a young girl who smiled politely up at him from the other side of his desk. "is he here?"

the question caught him off guard but he had an idea of who she was referring to.

"and you are?" he raised an eyebrow, key clutched tightly in a fist by his side tightly to hide that he had been about to break her brother out for something he was accused of doing.

"y/n hargreeves, is he here?" she continued her tight lipped smile, looking around him to try and spot her brother as she repeated her question.

"diego? he's back there.." he gestured vaguely behind him to a locked room, "you can visit him if you want" he spoke quieter, leaning closer over his desk, eyes flitting around for anyone listening.

"please" she nodded, following him through the offices to the cell where her brother stood.

diego looked up from where he leaned against the cell door.

"hey" she grinned, stepping in and briefly thanking the man as he closed the door. he nodded back, slipping the key into her hand before completely leaving.

"hey?" diego's eyebrows furrowed, standing up straighter, curiously watching her step closer. "what are you doing here?"

"breaking you out or something" she shrugged with a small grin. "what're you in here for anyways? cosplay?"

"murder" her smile disappeared quickly, head tilting.

"who? the masked woman?" she was joking again. diego rolled his eyes, annoyance clear in his attitude. "hey, hey, no need for that, i've got it, okay?" she held a hand up, quickly unlocking the door, pulling it open and bowing with an arm out sarcastically.

"you're welcome" she called as he sauntered off,

"shut up, we need to get going" her playful tone quickly diminished, silently following him out the back door.

they walked quickly, fast paced towards the academy. y/n merely matched his footsteps, lost in her own head once again. it felt like that a lot recently, she was far too stuck in her mind, reliving the strange dreams plaguing her.

y/n was jolted out of her stupor by diego's attempt at conversation, "what's up with you lately?"

"what?" she hadn't even realised they had slowed down a bit. "what do you mean?"

"you're spacing out" he reached a hand up to push a finger into her forehead, causing her scowl in annoyance.

"i am not"

"you are too! you just did it a second ago. come on, what's going on up there?"

the pair weren't particularly close, they never had been. sure, more so than her and luther or her and allison but they had never confided in each other. it just wasn't a thing they did.

"it's nothing, just weird... dreams" she shrugged it off,

"dreams? you hesitated" he raised an eyebrow at her, urging her to continue.

"and? it was probably just a lucid dream or something.. i don't know, it feels like a memory" she crossed her arms to her chest, frowning. "i think i- i think i met someone?"

he stayed quiet, listening carefully.

"she.. she was beautiful and i'm just so- it sucks, i can't remember if she was even real! she was there and we had a good time together but she just- she was gone and i woke up without ever seeing her again" y/n felt the tears of frustration form along her waterline, slightly blurring her vision. with a small groan she blinked them away. "my head hurts"

"are you sick?"

"what?" her head snapped towards him, anger filling her chest at his response.

"no, no!" he quickly grew defensive "i meant like- it just sounds like a fever dream or something. that's- that's a thing right?"

"a fever dream? yeah. but i mean, i'm not sick. i don't think i'm sick" she bit the inside of her cheek, eyebrows furrowing with concern but before their conversation could continue diego pushed the gate to the academy open, rushing upstairs to find his weapons.

she sighed, standing on the doorstep, knowing he would return. her mind went over the memories again.

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"feeling down?" a voice surprised her. her eyes widened as she looked up to find one of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen. her dark skin complemented her suit, curly hair bouncing with every step she took. her blazer was slung over her arm with her hands in her pockets and sleeves rolled up to reveal her forearms. her lips held a teasing smile. "stunned, hm?"

"s-sorry" y/n glanced down again, fiddling with her fingers. the girl laughed lightly, taking a seat on the other swing beside her. her mind barely registered the british accent, only now noticing she sounded foreign.

"what's got you down, love?" the pet name, probably meaning nothing, no more than habit, caused y/n's cheeks to heat up.

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she shook her head, trying to push away growing flush in her face.

luckily, her diego stepped out, providing a needed distraction.

"where are we going?" she asked, following along with klaus and five beside her.

"to find luther"

right, this was going to go well. she rolled her eyes.

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luther sat at the bar, drinking away his sorrows, apparently.

diego walked in first, the trio following behind him but stopping when he gestured for them to 'let him handle it' or whatever. y/n and five shared a raised eyebrow, both doubtful considering luther and diego's history.

despite their issue with it, nobody protested, merely sitting off to the side.

"so.. where'd you go?" klaus begun, not caring for the awkward atmosphere. both y/n and five gave him an unimpressed look.

"we're trying to eavesdrop here, do you mind?" five scowled, offhandedly waving his hand in luther and diego's direction.

"yes, i do mind actually, i just want to know where little baby y/n has been" klaus pretended to coo, patting her head.

she slapped his hand immediately, scoffing. "i'm not a baby. and i haven't been anywhere important, so i don't see why it's any of your business"

"defensive" klaus raised his hands as she shot him another glare, finally going silent so they could listen in.

"you wanna turn your back on me, the guys, y/n. that's fine" diego shrugged, gesturing to the three standing to the side. "but allison deserves better than that"

"allison? what are you talking about?" y/n's eyebrows furrowed at luther's words, confused. she glanced at klaus and five again, neither one seeming surprised. had they all known allison was in trouble?

"well, we got a hold of harold jenkins' police file" diego begun, slowly "turns out vanya's boyfriend is a convicted murderer. who would have saw that one coming? little hard to trust anyone who wears corduroy"

"wait so.. where's allison now?" luther leaned in, finally interested in the point of the conversation,

"she decided to go after harold jenkins. all alone" diego emphasised the danger she was in.

"you should have lead with that. jesus!" the pair stood up, the other three following before y/n moved to block their way.

"wait diego! you didn't tell me that!" she stared at him expectantly, hands tightening into fists to calm her growing frustration with this family.

"well, you were going to find out eventually i just-" he tried to excuse, hoping to wave it off. she knew it. they always tried to excuse their behaviour. but the annoyance was started to seep in. she laughed emotionlessly, crossing her arms as she gave him a blank stare.

"you didn't think it was important to tell me?"

the silence was deafening.

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