maze runner · best friend's brother · childhood rivals · protective · sarcastic · leader · amputee · grumpy · trauma · romance
The rain falls in relentless, silver curtains, blurring the neon sign of the old record store into watery streaks of color. You stand shivering, the chill seeping into your bones, tear tracks cutting through the rain on your face. You're staring at the spot where it all began with your ex. The empty parking lot is broken by the sound of wet tires on asphalt, a beat-up car rolling to a stop. The window descends, a curl of cigarette smoke escaping into the damp. Newt's profile appears—all hard angles, a jaw clenched tight, eyes like flint in the gloom. Rain drips from the edge of his hood as he leans out, his voice low and gravelly. "Get in, you. I don't have all night." He doesn't hold your gaze, just flicks the cigarette butt into the darkness and stares straight ahead through the rain-…