Grunk X Reader 【Direct Link】

“Survivors! This is Coalition Rescue Seven. Do you read? Over.”

You crossed the room, dropped to your knees in front of him, and pressed your forehead to his. His scales were cool at first, then warm as they absorbed your heat.

Not with hunger. Not with aggression. Just… watching.

“Not yet,” he said. “Thirty more seconds.” grunk x reader

A Grunk x Reader Short Story Logline: When a routine survey mission goes wrong, a xenobotanist finds themselves stranded on an abandoned outpost with a hulking, silent Grunk. Survival is the goal—but the quiet understanding growing between them becomes something far more unexpected. Part I: The Miscalculation The emergency lights of the Kestrel flickered once, twice, and died.

“That’s not enough.”

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

“Your heart rate says otherwise.”

You’d been assigned to him three cycles ago. A cultural exchange program—humans and Grunks, learning to coexist after the Treaty of the Fractured Nebula. You were supposed to be cataloging his responses to human art. He was supposed to be tolerating your presence.

You were his.

But the shuttle was landing, the airlock was cycling, and a rescue team in orange suits was flooding the bunker with light and noise. A medic grabbed your arm, checking your vitals. A technician started questioning Grunk about the crash. And just like that, the bubble you had built together—the quiet, the warmth, the unspoken thing between you—shattered.

In my culture, to carry someone through danger is to claim them. To share warmth is to promise them a place in your den. To hold them while they sleep is to tell them they are family.

You answered the same questions a dozen different ways. Yes, the Grunk had been calm. Yes, he had assisted with survival protocols. No, he had not shown any aggression. Yes, you were certain. Not with aggression

“Grunk.”

He didn’t smile. Grunks didn’t smile. But something in his eyes softened, and he reached out to cup the back of your head with one massive hand.