(Y/n)'s POV

I go to Gally and I's room where all my stuff has been moved since the revelation of our relationship. I needed a clean shirt because mine was ruined working today some accident with Newt coming in and knocking a tray of guts on me. As I slide the clean shirt on I see a note saying 'meet me in the deadheads for a picnic' I smile assuming the notes from Gally.

I leave the room and go straight to the deadheads where Gally sits scurrying across a plain green blanket trying to set up the picnic. "I guess you weren't expecting me so soon?" I ask fighting back a laugh causing Gally to blush lightly and immediately stop "I wasn't doing anything special I just had to get the food set out," he says embarrassed I saw him so vulnerable.

I look down at the sandwiches and water it wasn't much but he had made and got them for us. I also notice on the blanket a small bouquet of wildflowers in the Glade. "Aww, Gally did you pick these for me?" I asked causing the blush to deepen "it was just a stupid thing Chuck suggested," he murmurs causing me to smile. I lean over and peck his cheek "thank you for everything," I tell him as we sit and eat for a little.

"Gally, what was it like your first year in the glade?" I ask as I stare off to where light spills out over the trees shining on the maze wall in front of us. I had never asked Gally that question, but he was one of the first in the glade. He was one of the few who helped with the rules of the Glade. Gally is silent for a long moment and for a minute I worry that I shouldn't have asked.

"Horrible, the glade was not the place it is today. We lost a lot of good friends, George. He was like a brother to me, and he was so dead set on getting out of here. He died trying. I don't like thinking about it if I'm honest," Gally tells me, I slide closer to him and wrap my arms around his frame. "Well you and the others did a good job making this place a home," I tell him thinking of the place I've been for over a year now.

"Yeah I guess it's not too bad," he jokes with a light smile looking out at the Glade behind us. We continue to eat and talk both of us enjoying the peace and for a moment I forget this place is a prison. Gally is my home, I think as I look at the boy.