Newt constantly telling you that he was going to marry you one day wasn't unusual; as a matter of fact, not hearing it whenever you got back from a run in the maze or during a bonfire night would be unusual. He would always tell you that someday, if-no, when you guys escape the Glade, he would marry you.

You doubted it would happen, in all honesty, both escaping the Glade and the marriage. It'd almost been two years since everyone was stuck in the Glade, only one for you, randomly being sent up as the only girl, and just less than two for Newt. Two years. Two years and you hadn't even come close to finding a way out, other than figuring out the order of the changing sections of the maze.

Not to mention you and Newt were only sixteen, it wasn't like he had access to jewellery or anything, plus, no place in the Glade that would be nice enough to have a real marriage proposal; it just wasn't gonna happen. Which is why you were so suprised when you returned to the bonfire after Newt told you to grab something from the Homestead, seeing the rest of the boys scattered around the flame, with Newt down on one knee holding a poorly made ring.

"Newt.." You began, eyes wide and already beginning to sting with tears as you take a few steps closer, a confused smile forming on you're lips. "What is this?"

"This is what I've always promised you, love." Newt replies in a serious yet sincere tone, holding out the ring that looked like klunk, not that you thought that. It looked as beutifual as beutifual could get to you. "Listen, 'darlin." Newt murmurs, swallowing down his nerves as a nervous, and quite frankly, adorable smile graces his lips.

"The day you came up in that box, the only girl, my girl, I knew I bloody loved you. So much." He says, letting out a breathy laugh as you cover you're mouth with you're hands. "And, you've made living in this hell-hole easier than I thought it ever could be." He continues, his own eyes beginning to sting with tears as he extends the ring higher.

"So, will you marry me?"