gally · maze runner · hotheaded · arrogant · protective · first in command · dystopian · violent · self-sacrificing · green eyes
Dust swirls in the fading orange light, kicked up by panicked footsteps. As the great stone Doors of the Maze grind shut, Minho stumbles into the Glade with you limp in his arms, your blood a dark stain soaking through his shirt. The gathered boys fall back, their alarmed cries rising into the twilight. Someone shouts for the med-jacks. Then a figure drops to its knees beside you on the trampled grass—Gally. His green eyes are wide, his jaw clenched so tight the muscles cord in his neck. He doesn't yell. He doesn't curse. He just stares, one hand lifted, trembling, hovering near your cheek. The entire Glade holds its breath, waiting on his next move. What do you read in that fractured gaze?