My Boy - Gally x Reader

Chapter 23

7 months in the glade

The glade buzzed with tension in the aftermath of the incident involving Y/N and Kyle. After being thrown into the pit for three days as punishment, Kyle emerged with a simmering resentment fueling his every move. The gladers kept a wary eye on him, knowing his obsession with Y/N hadn't abated.

In the few weeks since Kyle's arrival, he had maintained a distance from Y/N, aware of the protective barrier formed around her by Gally, Newt, and Minho. But his determination to make her his girlfriend only grew stronger, fueled by the misguided belief that she was somehow available since she kept her relationship with Gally under wraps. His lingering gazes and persistent attempts to engage Y/N in conversation had not gone unnoticed, despite her consistent efforts to avoid him. It was clear to everyone, except perhaps Kyle himself, that Y/N was not interested in his advances.

Gally, Newt, and Minho, recognising the threat Kyle posed to Y/N's well-being, took it upon themselves to ensure her safety. They kept a vigilant watch over her, intervening whenever Kyle attempted to approach her. They knew Kyle's intentions were far from pure, his fixation bordering on dangerous. Despite their efforts, Kyle remained vigilant, finding any opportunity to catch a glimpse of Y/N, his eyes burning with an unsettling intensity.

Meanwhile, in the quiet moments between dusk and dawn, Gally and Y/N found solace in each other's company. They continued to nurture their relationship in secret, stealing precious moments away from prying eyes. Each evening, they would retreat to a secluded spot, away from the others' huts, their clandestine meetings shrouded in secrecy.

Their evenings together became a sanctuary amidst the chaos of the glade, a brief respite from the dangers lurking outside. They shared whispered conversations, their voices mingling with the rustle of leaves and the distant hum of the maze. And as the first light of dawn painted the sky, they would part ways, returning to the reality of their hidden romance and the challenges it entailed.

Despite the looming threat of Kyle's obsession and the ever-present dangers of the maze, Gally and Y/N remained steadfast in their commitment to each other. Their love blossomed in the shadows, a fragile but resilient bond forged amidst adversity

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As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the glade, Y/N decided it was time to wash off the day's grime. With a soft sigh, she made her way to the small, rustic shower near her hut. It was a simple structure, constructed of rough-hewn wood and surrounded by lush foliage, offering a semblance of privacy in the otherwise open expanse of the glade.

Y/N laid out her last set of clean clothes on a nearby log, intending to take her worn garments to be washed after her shower. She carefully placed her towel over the low wall of the shower stall before stepping inside. The water, cool and refreshing, cascaded over her skin, washing away the dust and sweat of a day spent under the scorching sun.

Lost in the soothing rhythm of the water, Y/N began to hum a soft tune, her voice echoing gently within the confines of the shower stall. As she lathered soap over her skin, she couldn't help but sing softly, the melody a comforting companion in the tranquility of the evening.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, Kyle had malicious intentions brewing in his mind. He had observed her routine, noting the secluded nature of her shower spot. The opportunity presented itself as Y/N immersed herself in the bliss of the moment, unaware of the impending intrusion.

Seizing the chance, Kyle stealthily approached the log where Y/N's clean clothes lay. His hands moved swiftly, snatching the fabric and disappearing into the shadows with a sly grin. Concealing himself in a nearby bush, he eagerly awaited Y/N's emergence, relishing the idea of catching a glimpse of her vulnerability.