Grunk X Reader <99% Validated>

I will be waiting.

You are mine, and I am yours. The crash was an accident. You were not. I chose to be on that ship. I chose to be near you. I have been choosing you since the first cycle, when you spoke to me not as a monster, but as a person.

“It is not a suggestion.”

He was sitting on the floor, back against the wall, knees drawn up to his chest. He looked smaller than you remembered. Less like a monster and more like someone who had been very, very afraid of being alone. grunk x reader

—Grunk”

“Basic survival math,” you repeated flatly. “Right.”

You opened your mouth to argue further, but the words died in your throat. Because for the first time since the crash, you realized you weren’t shaking anymore. The cold of the moon hadn’t touched you. The terror of the wreck had quieted. I will be waiting

“And you’re an idiot for thinking I wouldn’t come.”

I did all of these things.

“Excuse me?”

“That’s not enough.”

He hadn’t moved since the impact. The massive, reptilian-humanoid had braced himself against the buckled hull plating, one three-fingered hand clamped around a support beam, the other curled loosely at his side. His scales, a deep charcoal streaked with cobalt, caught the dim light like oil on water. He was watching you.

“No one will ask,” he said. “We are the only ones left.” The outpost was a tomb. You were not