When I woke up my body was aching from the hard structure under me. I started touching it to understand what made my morning so uncomfortable. I felt like I was feeling wood under my hands, but it didn't make sense. My bed was soft and comfortable and I didn't understand how it could suddenly feel so different. When I tried to open my eyes, I immediately had to close them back. The sun was burning my retina. I tried a couple of more times before I could keep them open even while squinting. I sat up and looked around realising I was up on the Lookout tree. I needed a few seconds to realise how I got up there, but Minho's hoodie under my had quickly reminded me. My left side was in excruciating pain, my legs felt like they were full of needles and my back was numb from neck to hip.

I started getting up realising the blanket was on me too. I was smiling at the thought of Minho leaving me cared for. I put his hoodie on me and placed the blanket on my shoulders before climbing down the tree. I didn't have to think much about where Minho went as I knew he was already in the Maze. Keeper of the Runners after all with much responsibility.

"Did someone have a long night?" I heard Newt's voice and as I turned around he winked at me with a cheeky smile. I just scoffed at his perverted chain of thoughts, which I didn't even want to know about.

"It's nothing like you think." He just chuckled.

"I didn't even say anything so if you thought of something perverted it means you are the one with the dirty thoughts." He smirked confidently.

"Bye!" I said simply and walked away.

"Hey!" He shouted after me. "Don't just leave me here." He hooked his arm into mine. "I saw you up there yesterday night. You were quite cozy to be honest." He chuckled and his behaviour started to annoy me. "I'm being serious now, Y/N." His tone changed completely. His tone sounded lower than before and when I looked at him, he had a serious expression on. "He likes you." I opened my mouth to scold him for saying stupid things again but I decided to just ignore it. He had to stop at some point. Or at least I thought. "He is flirting with you as much as he can. He gets jealous at Hank. He takes you to an unofficial romantic date on the Lookout tree for the night. How can you not see it?" He asked opening his arms in disbelief.

"Newt?" I asked to get his attention. He looked at me curiously. "Are you not getting tired of seeing things that are not there?" I asked nonchalantly.

"Are you not getting tired of not seeing things that are there?" He asked in response. "It can not get any more obvious. I mean unless he confesses, of course." He chuckled.

"I'm very serious. There is not nor will be anything between us. I like him, but it ends there. He doesn't have feelings for me and I completely accepted it, but by bringing it up you are making it very hard for me, so can you please stop?"

"Okay, fine. Let's try one last thing. If he still doesn't respond and you still think he doesn't like you, I promise I will never ever bring this subject up and will accept that I was wrong." He said seriously.

"What's the catch?" I asked suspiciously.

"There's none. If he really doesn't like you, you will stay as you are. A Runner and her Keeper. However if I'm right and he likes you, you finally get to know his real feelings." He explained as if it was the most obvious thing.

"I'm listening." I crossed my arms in front of my chest.

"Let's make him jealous." He spat it out without any warning or heads up. I scratched the back of my neck trying to understand his way of thinking, but I didn't get anywhere.

"And how did you imagine that?" I asked. "He knows we are friends and he is your best friend. No person with a common sense would be jealous of us." I exclaimed.

"When people like someone, they lose common sense." He explained and I frowned.

"How would you know? When did you become an expert?" I tilted my head waiting for his reply.

"I didn't, but I just feel like I know." He didn't really reassure me, but I accepted it. It's not like I was any more of an expert myself.

"Fine, so what kind of an idea is in your little head?" I smiled.

"No worries, I will lead." He said with a cheeky smile appearing on his face. I wasn't sure if I should have been scared or simply do as he said, but I decided to just go with the flow.

We went to the Fields where I helped him out cutting some branches of the trees and shovelling the ground, but then I got lazy and decided to sit down. I got some death glares from Newt but I just ignored him. I didn't feel like getting sweaty and I definitely didn't feel like getting dirt all over me. I was sweating enough in the Maze and I didn't need that on my day offs.

"Very helpful." He said simply while throwing a bunch of leaves at me. I gasped in disbelief and threw it back at him. We were playing like this until Alby appeared in our vision. Pretending to work I picked up a shovel and started pushing it in to the ground and then removed it with soil on it. As soon as he left I threw the shovel away and sat back.

"What a good actress, you are." He chuckled and I returned his reaction.

"I was born to be." I put my arms around him and started leading him towards the kitchen. "I'm hungry, let's grab something to eat." I said and kept pulling him. As we entered, I took the plates, one for me and one for Newt and sat down at the closest table. He immediately started shovelling the food in his mouth, even though I was the hungry one. "Newt?" I asked for his attention.

"Hmm?" He reacted between putting two more bites into his already full mouth.

"Why do you want me and Minho to be together?" The question was hiding in the back of my mind for a while, but then I completely forgot about it until he brought up making Minho jealous.

"I honestly don't understand either. I just feel like it would be good. For both of you, of course." I didn't know if his intentions were genuine or he had something in the back of his mind, but I just accepted his reply without questioning it.