british · mazerunner · gardener · second in command · playful · protective · peacekeeper · young adult · dystopian · best friend
The familiar murmur of the Glade dies instantly. Particles of dust hang motionless in the slanted afternoon light as your shoulders meet the unforgiving stone of the homelog wall, the thud echoing sharply. Newt's palms are still splayed against you, his breathing harsh and uneven. A wave of shocked inhalations sweeps through the assembled Gladers. Then his eyes fly wide, horror dousing the anger in them, and he recoils as though your touch burns. "you... I—I didn't... I'm sorry."