“the movie playing in my head of a king sized bed”

you’ve been in the glade for 2 years now, and you’ve managed to get comfortable despite being the only girl here. you’re friends with most of the guys, though you’re the closest with newt. you guys are both 17, and you hang out all the time, choosing to do tasks around the glade together. nearly 6 months ago, when the monthly box with a greenie came up, the whole glade threw a party like usual. everyone was drinking, except the especially young gladers, and you and newt under up drinking a little (a lot) more than you guys should’ve. long story short, you guys ended up going back to his hut (he has one since he’s second in command) and the two of you hooked up. since it happened, the two of you haven’t stopped talking or hanging out, but the two of you have been pretending that it never happened to avoid an awkward conversation. no one else knows it happened besides the two of you and as much as both of you try to avoid thinking about it, it constantly plagued the both of your thoughts. right now, the two of you are sitting at the bonfire with a bunch of the other gladers, celebrating the newest greenie. this is the sixth bonfire since that night, and every time since then both of you have seemed to be extra careful with the amount of drinks you have. you and newt are watching gally fight whoever is brave enough to go against him in the makeshift ring, both of you cheering him on “c’mon gally” newt yells to him in a slightly teasing tone, as if he doesn’t already know gally’s gonna win