SERIES DISCONTINUED :C
I wanted to write a Gally x reader story because Gally gets a lot of hate sometimes and he's underrated :/
Some of this will be my own little AU of what I believe are the sexualities of the characters, gender identities, inclu...
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~. Tony Stocker - Infatuated 🎵 ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.
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*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Good morning, Shank!" You hear Minho's muffled out from the other side of your hut. You whine out tiredly, squeezing your eyes shut as you bury yourself more into Gally who groans lowly in response. Pressed your body closer to his, his arm twitches around your waist before tightening ever so slightly.
"Get up, we're going for a Run!" You hear him call out to you, trying to peek through the blinds or get some way to communicate with you. As you have your own door, you can lock it from the inside with rope.
"It's too early for this..." You whine out, which you hear Minho scoff on the other side. "I know, you think I want to? I don't, because of the Section we're exploring today. But you have to be up in an hour, because that's when the doors open!"
"Okay..!"
You hear his footsteps wander off, mumbling something about spotting Gally in your hut as he fades off from your hut.
"I don't want you to go today, Bun." He mumbles into your neck behind you. You're currently in a spooning position. As he is bigger than you, you're the smaller spoon. Buried in his arms under the blankets.
Well. The cloth. It's nice, though. Usually, they aren't as warm as what they could be. But Gally's body heat along with yours have been able to keep you fairly warm lately.
"I know, but we could discover a way out, for everyone." You mumble back.
"I don't know..." He groans. "What if we're meant to stay here?"
... ...What..?
"Gally?" Your eyes open tiredly, turning your body around to face him who's half awake. "What do you mean?"
"We don't know what the world is like out there, Y/n..." He says, his eyes fluttering open before yawning straight after. "We're safe in here. The rules protect us. Out there, we don't know what's going on. Or who the people are, the people who put us here."
