Wrong Turns (Newt X Reader X Gally)

Different

As soon as the meeting lets out I'm next to Gally thrilled. "So, what's my job today keeper?" I ask a smile tugging on my lips, but Gally remains quiet. I look at him to see he's already looking down at me, an odd expression on his features. "What?" I ask confused and Gally clears his voice as if he's snapping out of a trance "Nothing, we need to create something for the bathhouse. I want to divide it for you," Gally tells me and I immediately agree. I've only showered once since being here out of fear of being seen. Both Gally and Newt stood guard, "Newt and I won't leave you still just in case but we noticed it bothered you," Gally shrugs.

I feel a pang of happiness towards my new keeper, is there a heart under that cold exterior after all? My mind immediately thinks of everything else he's ever said to me, probably not. Gally and I enter the bathhouse and I look at the several showers lining the walls. "We could create stalls, sectioning off each shower. Ask the guys in the gardens to weave some curtains," I stare simply as I look at the several poorly constructed shower heads.

Gally stalks closer to the first shower head and pulls out something from his pocket. He then begins marking the wall, "Go to the shed bring any extra wood that was can use, nails too," he orders and I don't argue taking the small victory. I jog towards the shed eager, but I struggle to gather everything in my arms "Need some help?" I hear a familiar voice. I smile as I turn to see Newt leaning against the entrance. "Please," I say and Newt immediately helps grabbing the other end of the wood, "Wait!" I exclaim. I set down the wood and grab the nails and hammers into my work bag.

"You enjoy being a builder?" Newt says looking at me like I'm the most interesting thing he's ever seen. "Yeah, why does that surprise you?" I ask a light laugh in my voice but Newt only shrugs. "I don't know, you just seem so gentle to me," he tells me and I openly laugh as we carry the wood toward the bathhouse. "Ask Gally how gentle I am," and Newt laughs. "We'll you're different with me. You feel different," he almost asks I can see in his eyes that he's waiting for a reply. I feel my face heat as we set the wood down in front of the bathhouse.

"Newt-" I start but am cut off "(Y/n) Stop shucking off and get in here!" Gally calls and I swallow hard looking between Newt and the bathhouse. "I gotta go," I tell him feeling my heart hammer in my chest. As I retreat inside, why did his question rattle me so much? Gally ordered me around and I worked in silence as I worked. It was all fine until my hammer came down on my finger. "Shuck!" I shouted clutching my hand.

"I told you to focus!" Gally shouted at me and I glared at him my irritation obviously as I gnashed my teeth. "Stop thinking about that stupid shank and maybe you would be done!" Gally shouts at me again and I want to hit him, but I refrain, barely. "I'm not thinking about anything!" I shout and he scoffs, "No?" Gally starts "You're different with me," Gally mocks in a British accent and I have to fight the urge to kill him. "Why's it matter to you who I think about Gally? It's not like we're friends!" I shout furious and confused.

"I care about distractions, you and Newt need to focus on your work! We don't need any freeloaders," Gally tells me and I scoff "I don't know if you noticed but that private conversations was happening while working!" I argue back and he looks furious as if one of the veins in his head may pop. "Go chop wood," he says and I furrow my brow and look at the work around us. "But this is my idea, and you said it yourself. I'm one of your fastest builders, I'm wasted chopping trees," I say angry.

"Go! Or I'll throw you in the pit myself," he threatens and I stomp out of the bathhouse, pure fury falling off me in waves. I take back any nice thing I ever thought about Gally.