The Maze Runner Reacts and Oneshots

Gally Reacts to You Calling him a Pet Name

"Minho, truth you dare?"

"Dare. Obviously."

"Cut off a big chunk of your hair."

"No, Frankie, not the hair!"

"Yes, the hair! Do it!"

You laughed along with all the boys; truth or dare nights with the Runners were always much more fun. They had all day to plan the wildest dares and most revealing truths.

"Newt, truth or dare."

"I'll do dare."

"Propose to the person on your right."

Newt looked to his right, blushed furiously, and mumbled, "Thomas, will you marry me?"

You couldn't hear his answer from the wild hooting from the other boys, but Newt was smiling for the rest of the night...

"Y/n, truth or dare?"

You considered; choosing a truth was deadly dangerous in the glade. But a dare was even worse...

"Dare." You said finally.

"Go kiss Gally."

"OOOOH!" The boys were delighted with the idea.

"Thank you a shucking lot, Minho." You groaned.

He shrugged and brushed a wisp of freshly-clipped hair from his face.

"I don't make the rules."

"Except you literally did make the rules."

"Not important! Go, y/n, or suffer the consequences!"

"Fine!" You sighed, standing. You walked over to where the 'mature' Gladers sat during truth-or-dare night; they considered themselves above the games. Their group included Alby and, unfortunately for you, Gally.

"Gally, can I speak with you?" You asked. He looked up at you like you were a mole that just scampered out from one of his building projects.

"What do you want."

"Just stand for a minute and talk with me."

"Why?"

"Just shucking do it!"

Gally crossed his arms.

"No."

"Fine."

You bent down and gave him a peck on the lips. The Gladers from the game group went wild with their support, while Gally exploded in contradiction.

"What the shuck was that?!"

"A dare. Don't be mad."

"TOO SHUCKING LATE! It's a dumb game and you're dumb for-"

"Whatever, sweetheart, I've got a game to play." You turned, starting to walk away. Only then did it hit you that you had just called Gally sweetheart.

"...was that part of the dare?" He asked from behind you.

"...yes."

"Really?"

"Nope."

"Ok."

"Yup."

You ran back to your friends, blushing wildly and filled with embarrassment.

"What the shuck was that, y/n?" Minho asked, dying of laughter.

"Yeah, y/n, crushing on your sweetheart? I'll bet you liked that dare, didn't you?"

"Slim it, shanks," You yelled back, trying to laugh it off. But internally you were surprised at yourself, and at Gally's reaction.

The game continued without further incident unless you count a few boys running over hot coals or getting stoned on Jeff's pain medication.

When you finally dared to peek over your shoulder, Gally was staring at you with his usual cold expression. When you met your eyes he smiled a tiny, smug smile, and you looked away blushing.