Jealousy // Gally x reader

Chapter Twenty-Two - Minho

CRASH

I yelp as the banging rings against my newly awoken ears.

What the fuck is going on?

Beside me, I can feel Gally stirring, and his expression shows he's just as confused as I am. "N/n, what's happening?" He asks sleepily, rubbing his tired eyes as he yawns loudly. "I'm not sure..."

I peer over the platform on the tower, and to my surprise, I spy Frypan beneath us, clanging two frying pans together. As I lean further down, I can hear him calling for me.

"Y/n! Oh y/n! Come on sleepy shuck it's time to work!" He sings, walking in a constant circle, not bothering to look up and see if I was awake.

I groan as I collapse backwards onto Gally. "It's for me, see you later." I say, kissing the top of his head before I begin to stumble down the ladder. Gally's hand has taken refuge on his forehead, and it was visible how annoyed he was at the clanging. I knew he was on the verge of blowing up at Fry, so I increased my pace.

Once I finally make it to the base of the tower, Fry has his back to me, still clanging his pans and screaming. I clasp my hand over his mouth, and his arms fall to his sides. "Shut up or Gally's gonna throw you into the maze." I hiss, removing my hand once I think he's quiet enough.

"There are easier ways to wake me up y'know dickhead." I tell him, but he just shrugs and laughs at me. "Let's go", he says, pulling me along as I groan. "What're we making today?" I ask him as we enter the kitchen, Jack pushing my head to the side as I walk past him. "We're saving the bacon for lunch so... hm... just omelettes I guess." Frypan answers, and I nod, grabbing a few bits and pieces to begin chopping.

We finish preparing breakfast, hastily splashing our concoctions onto plates as the line of boys has already begun to form. I hand everyone their meals, smiling at most of them, flipping others off, just the usual morning shit.

Once everyone's got their food, I grab a granola bar, feeling full of Gally and I's feast last night. I settle myself down beside Enzo, the group already engaged in some sort of conversation, I can't really make out what they're saying. "So, how'd it go yesterday?" I ask him, keeping my voice hushed so we don't disturb the others. "Really good, I think I'm gonna tell Newt I like him today." He announces to me, and I choke on my snack.

"What!" I whisper shout at him, throwing my arms around his neck as he laughs. "Enzo", I slap him playfully on the arm, "that's amazing! I'm so happy for you." I take another bite of my breakfast, my leg bouncing with anticipation. His face is blurred with nerves and longing, so I snake my hand onto his, giving it a reassuring pat, causing a smile to creep over his face.

"NO!" We all turn our heads to Frypan's screams, coming from inside the kitchen. "No. No, no, no. Not again." He continues, and we all exchange confused looks. I push away from the table, briskly walking into the kitchen to check on Fry. "Uh... Fry, you okay?" I ask as I turn the corner.

"No! This stupid shank won't get out, I hate him being in here!" He whines, pointing his finger at the figure next to him. My view follows it, and I see Minho's mischievous smirk peering back at me.

"Hello n/n." He says, sticking his tongue out at Fry. They were bickering like siblings, and I knew it was going to end up with me babysitting one of them.

"Minho, what're you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the maze?" I ask him, waving my hand at Fry to signal him back to what he was doing. "Alby said I can have today off, I don't really know why. Anyways, I decided I wanted to spend it in the kitchen, now that you guys have the radio and everything." He declares and I scoff. "You sure it's not cause you want to hang out with me?" I ask, causing him to chuckle.