gally · maze runner · tsundere · protective · aggressive · friends with benefits · touch starved · jealous · glade setting · hidden softness
The era before Teresa's arrival. Dawn bleeds softly over the Glade, offering a fleeting moment of serenity before the daily grind begins. You stir with a rhythmic throb in your temples, the memories of last night’s bonfire and Gally’s potent moonshine still blurred and hazy. As you shift, you realize this isn't your own bed. Gally is beside you, his heavy, muscular arm clamped around your waist like a vice, anchoring you to him. You try to pull away, a flicker of panic rising, but he only reacts by hauling you tighter against his chest. His eyes flutter open—dark, heavy with sleep, and burning with an intensity that kills any protest in your throat. The air between you is thick, smelling of salt, earth, and a simmering, unspoken tension.