For the following week, as Minho ran through the Maze, he couldn't stop thinking about how Y/n's body felt against his. How her slow breathing brought him peace and the fact he wanted to go back to that moment and never leave it again. He couldn't help but wonder if she was thinking about it, too. If she felt what he was feeling.

He'd hang out with her after he comes back from the Maze, but he wouldn't stay. She never offered and he never asked in case she felt uncomfortable with it. They never mentioned it again, which scared Minho from thinking about how she might feel too much.

By the time he finished mapping out for the day and went to get food, Newt had informed Minho he'd already brought Y/n a meal. Minho bit the inside of his cheek, wondering if he should go and join her before he decided he needed to talk with Newt and sat down next to him.

''I have a problem.''

''What? Someone causing trouble?'' Newt asked as he munched on his food and nodded at how good it was.

''Not exactly.'' Minho sighed, rather embarrassed to say it out-loud. ''Do you think Y/n likes me?''

Newt blinked once, twice, three times before he grinned evilly. He didn't want to give out what Y/n had told him, but he couldn't help but find the situation amusing. ''So you do actually fancy her.''

''Okay, yeah, maybe I do.'' Minho admitted, trying not to sound embarrassed - it wouldn't be like him. ''What do you think?''

''Minho, you're like, that one kid who can run real quick in middle school,'' Newt explained, causing Minho to furrow his eyebrows in confusion. Newt sighed and patted his shoulder. ''You're the cool kid.''

''I'm the cool kid?'' Minho repeated.

''You're the cool kid.'' Newt nodded.

''I'm the cool kid.'' Minho repeated with an understanding smile on his face.

Alby, who was passing by their table and heard Minho's odd sentence, nodded. ''You're the cool kid.''

Newt snorted as Alby walked away. ''Anyway, what I'm trying to say is, you're together all the time and you guys enjoy each others' company, right? I'm sure she has to feel at least something.''

Minho bit his lip. It felt awkward talking about his feelings like that and Newt didn't seem to know the answer to his question for certain. He thanked his friend and quickly ate his food, trying to escape so he can go somewhere quiet to think.

As he was exiting the kitchens, he noticed a figure limping towards him, a plate in their hand and he sighed, realizing he won't be getting any thinking time. ''What're you doing out here?'' Minho tried to sound annoyed, though he was more worried than anything.

''I'm bringing my plate back.''

''I'll bring it back for you.''

''I'm not a toddler, I can do it myself.'' Y/n swerved out of his way, continuing on her way. ''My leg is fine. I can walk, see? I'll be fit for the Maze tomorrow.''

''We'll see what Clint says,'' Minho said as he quickly caught up to her and grabbed the plate from her hands, causing her to protest as he continued jogging to the kitchen to deliver it to Frypan before running back out to see Y/n gone. ''The shuck?''

His eyes quickly found her again, this time on her way to the watch tower. Minho sighed as he ran over, following her up. She was sitting down, her feet dangling over the edge and she turned to look at him, giving him a grin. ''Hey, Minho.''

''You're unbelievable.''

''Unbelievably smart, unbelievably charming or unbelievably funny?''

''Unbelievably stupid.''

''That hurt.''

Minho sighed and sat down next to her, dangling his feet as well. ''Are you sure your foot's okay?''

''Aww, look at him being so worried about me,'' Y/n teased, then noticed his serious look and chuckled. ''It's fine. Really, I didn't hurt it that bad, Clint overreacted.''

''Clint is the doctor here.''

''They literally told me they guess on injuries most of the time.'' Y/n pointed out before sighing. ''Seriously, I'm fine. If it hurts tomorrow, I'll tell you.''

Minho gave her a look. ''No, you won't.''

''You're right, I won't.''

Minho sighed. ''You're really stubborn, you know that?''

''I try.''

The sun was just starting to set behind the grey walls, the last sun rays hitting Y/n's face perfectly and Minho couldn't help but look. The way her eyes glimmered as she looked up, the way she swung her feet childishly - Minho didn't want to move.

Y/n, having noticed the way he was looking at her, couldn't help but cough awkwardly as her cheeks started heating up. ''Is there something on my face?'' As she faced him, she realized just how close their faces were; just like a week ago, when they were innocently laying in her bed, trying to get warm. She felt her stomach turning and gulped. ''Minho . . .?''

''You know, Y/n, for a shank, you're really pretty,'' Minho said as he stole a glance at her lips getting closer and closer.

''Thanks,'' Y/n breathed out, slowly letting her eyes close. ''You're not too bad yourself.''

When he noticed she'd closed her eyes, Minho closed the small gap that was still left between them, feeling her slightly chapped and warm lips against his. For a moment, neither of them moved, unsure of what to do, but then Minho raised his hand to the side of her neck, pulling her even closer and deepening the kiss.

Y/n's eyes opened in shock for a moment, but quickly let them close again as the realization downed on her. Holy shuck, I'm kissing Minho. Minho's kissing me. Shit, does my breath stink? Do I stink? Holy shuck he's actually kissing me what the actual hell. Her heartbeat quickened and she felt out of breath, but she didn't pull away; instead, she put her on hand on Minho's shoulder, moving her head so they can switch kissing sides.

Minho ended up leaning back, letting Y/n lay half on top of him as his other hand sneaked to her waist, making sure she wouldn't tumble on the side. One of Y/n's hands were on his chest, while the other one next to his head, keeping her hovering over him.

And then, after what felt like hours, Y/n pulled away just a centimeter so the two can breath. The first thing Y/n saw when she opened her eyes was Minho's brown eyes and slight smirk. ''So, you didn't invite me in your bed just because you were cold?''

''Hm, I don't know.'' Y/n shrugged slightly, sporting a teasing smile of her own. ''How about we do this again so I can figure it out?''

As Y/n leaned in again, she realized the feel of his lips felt familiar. She dismissed it quickly, realizing it was because they'd kissed just less than a minute ago. Her stomach felt like there was a whole flock of butterflies having a party inside and she was fully enjoying the feeling.

Newt and Ben stood at the bottom of the watch tower, each of their arms crossed as they watched Minho's still dangling feet - Y/n's had disappeared a while ago. ''How long do you think they're gonna be at it for?'' asked Newt without looking away from Minho's boots.

''Dunno, they're both hormonal teenagers.'' Ben shrugged. ''It's making me feel almost jealous. I'm a hormonal teenager, too.''

Y/n was the first one to pull away again, this time being met with a smile from Minho. ''Does that mean we're dating?''

''How do you even date in the middle of a maze?'' Y/n chuckled. She laid her head down on his shoulder, looking at the walls. Minho's arm was wrapped around her and for the first time since she could remember, she was content. ''But I guess, if you want, we can date.''

Unfortunately for Y/n, she was an over-thinker. She bit the inside of her cheek, trying to keep her mouth shut. At the end of the day, however, her intrusive thoughts won. ''Minho?''

''Hm?''

''You don't want to date me just because I'm the only girl here, do you?''

Minho suddenly sat up, taking Y/n with him and forcing her to face him. ''What? Why would you think that?''

''. . .''

''Okay, I can see why you would think that,'' Minho admitted, remembering their situation. ''But, listen. I've never clicked with a person like this before, okay? We've been basically attached to the hip since you arrived here, right? And it's been the best three months of my life. I've never had anyone around here who can take my jokes and then return them. I love hanging around your shuck ass and not only because you're the only girl. God, that sounds so stupid and—''

Y/n's smile grew more and more as she listened to him ranting, ultimately deciding it was time to cut him off by bringing him into a kiss again.

''I like your shuck ass as well, Minho.''