Choosing freedom ➳ Gally

Memories

"Okay so you wanna cut it neatly Dimitri."
I sit buy his side as I teach him to slice under the skin kind of declining the pork.

"Like that?" He asks me lifting his head up to look for my approval and I lower my gaze to his messy pork but just give him a nod to try his best.

"Sure." I laugh letting him continue. At least he ain't poisoning no one.
"How'd you get so good at cooking Blake?" Chuck asks as he sits by my side working on his wood carving as I continue to desk in the pork skin infront of me.

"I honestly just found it like second nature. In the most unsexist way." I quickly point my knife to Fry ready to make a joke and he quickly holds his hands up.

"Hey hey I ain't said nothing about you belonging in the kitchen." Fry then glances up at Winston who instantly nudges him back.

"Hell you looking at me for?!" He asks and I laugh at the both of them shaking my head.

"I'm also very skilled with knives-"I see Chucks eyes wander to the walls no longer listening to what I say as he fists onto the wood carving so tightly. I know his eyes wander to those doors every day eager to leave.
And all I want is to get him out.

"Hey kid." I catch his attention back. "I promise we'll get out." I assure him and he nods silently shooting me a smile.

"Now smile please, it's what gets me through my day." I shoot him a wink and the most innocent brightest smile is plastered on his lips.

"Good, that's what I like to see Chubby."

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"People are going to start to notice."
I snake my arms around his neck pushing him against the wall as I press my forehead against his.

"Let them. That way I have a reason to punch when they stare at you." He says in the most serious tone and I shake my head as he brushes his thumb over my lips.

"Loosen up grumpy. No one is around." I tell him and he slowly exhales his shoulders dropping a little.
I don't see him smile unless we're alone and it actually makes me quite sad.

"You should smile more." I say as I bring one hand forward pressing my finger on the corner of his mouth.
"I do."

"Only when we're alone. I never see you smile when you're out there." I tell him and he chuckles as he brushes his lips over my forhead.

"That's because you're the only thing that makes me happy."
Holy shit. How do I react to that? My heart just stopped. And then exploded. And then...grew?

"Yeah?" I ask surprised and he nods.
"Yeah." He confirms softly kissing me once more before pulling away.

"Can I ask you something?" Gally says his tone going deep now and I nod pulling myself back now in case anyone had walked in the med hut.

"What does it mean?" Gally asks and I raise my brows confused. "What does what mean?"

"You tattoo? Your other one." He adds and I stare at him blankly. I only have one.
"This one." His finger slip down and around by the bottom of my right shoulder blade as he presses on it.

"Huh?" I stare at him surprised and he now looks confused.
"You didn't know-"
"That I had two?! No!"

"Oh, my bad. You want me to describe it to you?" Gally asks and I nod as I turn my back to him.
"If this is a excuse to get my shirt off-"

"Shut up bird." He shuts me up as he pulls up my shirt his fingers settling over my skin.
"It's in small letters. Kind of neat looking I guess-"

"What does it say eyebrows?" I ask impatiently.
"It's called wicked for a reason."