Grunk X Reader

You pushed off from the cracked console and drifted toward the emergency hatch. “There’s an outpost twenty klicks east. Abandoned, but the emergency bunkers usually have power cells and air filters. We can make it if we leave now.”

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"Please don't," he chuckled. "Actually, stay on with me? I'm gonna just... lie down. We don't have to talk about anything serious. Just tell me about your day."

Your heart did a strange little flip. "Always, Grunk. You know that." You pushed off from the cracked console and

“I would never,” his collar said softly. “You are mine to protect.”

. Even though it was nearly 2:00 AM, seeing his name pop up on your screen always sparked a specific kind of energy—a mix of chaotic anticipation and genuine comfort. "You still up?" the message read. We can make it if we leave now

His arms came around you, crushing you to his chest. His hearts were racing now, a frantic double-beat that matched your own. He buried his face in your hair, and you felt him shudder.