(Y/n)'s POV

I wake with a groan and clutch my head, when I look around I realize I'm in Gally's bed. I catch a blush creeping onto my cheeks and fight it off, this is stupid shuckhead Gally and I need to remember that. I see the dim light filling the room and realize that the sun is going down and that Gally will be coming in from dinner at any moment. I go to stand from the bed to exit the room before he resurfaces but feel light-headed as soon as I do and fight down the bile rising in my throat.

I fall back down on the bed with anything other than grace. I curse myself for my own stupidity "if I wasn't so afraid of that shucking needle I wouldn't be in this predicament," I tell myself staring at the stitches in my finger grimacing just at the thought. "I thought you weren't afraid of anything?" I hear Gally tease coming into the room causing me to grimace more. "Slim it! I Didn't Say Anything!" I yell at the boy causing more pain to myself than I had intended.

"Serves you right shucking shebean you drank a whole jar of my drink, do you know how difficult that stuff is to make? Fry won't even let me use the kitchen," he says and I almost laugh at the sense of pride Gally gathers from his bitter drink. Before I can continue this most delightful conversation a bright ray of light cuts in going into my eyes causing me to shield them with Gally's pillow that has his scent deeply enveloped into it.

Immediately I regret it because I catch myself enjoying the smell of the glade and wood. A blush goes straight to my cheeks as I throw the pillow away from me "listen SheBean I know you're pissed but you still need to remember this is my shucking room," he tells me as he snatches the pillow from the floor. I can tell the drink is still coursing through me because Gally looks far more attractive than I found him yesterday and I can't keep my eyes on him and look anywhere else fighting the strange emotions bubbling.

"I gotta get to my hammock," I say going to stand again and feeling the same feelings wash over me as the first time, but I push through. "Don't be stupid! You won't even be able to jump in without vomiting everywhere," he tells me causing me to send him a glare, but as much as I hate to admit it bile is steadily rising in my throat, and can almost see myself turning green. I think for a moment though "well then where are you going to sleep slinthead?" I ask him choking down vomit.

"in my bed," he states matter of factly "I rather end up like the chickens then share a bed with you," I tell him glaring daggers not wanting him to look down on me. I am not a little girl I'm the girl of the glade and don't need pity I take care of myself. Gally stares at me and picks me up and puts me on the bed. "Slim it," is all he says ending our argument and makes confusion knit across my face. "I'm not-" I try to start before he looks back at me saying again "slim it, you can't go out there with all the other gladers while you're in this condition, and like it or not I'm your best option," he tells me causing me to lay down and turn on my side facing away from him.

Gally and I have argued for the last year, and none of our arguments went like this. I heard him shuffle behind me and I realize he's changing for bed and another blush rises to my face. After a few minutes I feel the bed dip accommodating his presence. We stay silent for a long while and I finally decide to close my eyes and drift off the headache behind my eyes becoming unbearable.

Gally's POV

(Y/n) sleeps with soft snores and part of me wants to push her in the floor to shut up the obnoxious sound, but a larger part of me finds the sound melodious. I shuffle from the revelation uncomfortable with the idea of enjoying this stupid shucking shebean. She's just like everyone else seeing me as big dumb mean Gally, and I didn't need to care about her just for her to betray me. But still I find myself turning so I face her back and can put my arms around her form. With her here it feels better than I want to admit, and I find it a lot easier to fall asleep.