You and Aris are best friends, and you first met in maze B, the ice one, and you have always called him shank.

You and him have been inseparable since then.

Right now, you had just escaped wicked with the other maze (Thomas, Newt, Minho, Teresa, Winston, frypan), and are sitting in a broken down building, hiding from the scorch and its contents.

He has his head on your shoulder, leaning back onto you while he sits between your legs, and you run your fingers through his hair.

“I don’t think I have a chance with this girl…”

Aris starts, grabbing your attention,

“She keeps calling me shank..and she cuddles me..and says she’d die without me- but I think she just sees me as a friend..”