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saebyeoked · 3 years

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hiii could you do dating gihun hcs pls?

yes. i think i've done dating hcs for most people so i'm pretty excited to do this one. if you're interested in reading the others. also : half of this didn't save and got deleted so i had to write it all again :( i hate tumblr sometimes omg

saebyeok , ali , sangwoo , junho

i hope you enjoy!

dating seong gihun headcanons

i'm gonna say you met while gambling. gihun suffers from a gambling addiction and he spends a lot of time indulging in it. you only went because your friend wanted to go, so you wandered around as they gambled a bit

gihun quite literally ran into you while running away from some people who he owes money to. he begged you to lie to them and tell him he went the other way, and you couldn't ignore the pleading look his eyes held as he stared at you

so you lied to them and as they went the other way, he came out from his hiding spot and thanked you over and over. you smiled but didn't want to ask any questions because you assumed it was personal as to why he was being chased

he ran into you again— not literally, this time— while gambling again. your friends went out together and some of them were getting really good at it so you agreed to come and that's when you ran into gihun

he was sitting by himself on a bench and you sat down next to him, and when he looked up at you he was a bit shocked to say the least

why would you even remember him? but here you were, smiling over at him. it'd been a few weeks since you first met but you began talking as if no time had passed

you realized he was almost ethereal as he ran into you the first time, and that was part of the reason as to why you lied. you plucked up the courage to give him your number and he called you that night, the two of you became fast friends and started doing a lot of things together

even as friends, gihun would worry about your safety. he was well known to have a large amount of debt to various dangerous people and he'd never want you to get involved in that. you'd begin lending him money to pay off bits and pieces of his debt to reduce the amount of times he'd show up at your door covered in blood and bruises

he was eternally grateful to you and it was then when he realized he was falling in love with you. he fell fast and fell hard after he realized his feelings for you

he was almost constantly around you from that point forward, his eyes always on you and a smile always on his face

he was the one who asked you out first, and you said yes. as soon as he did, you began to think about your true feelings for him. from the day you met you'd been protecting him, why would you be doing that if you didn't have any feelings for him at all?

as we all know, gihun doesn't have a lot of money. he'd take you out for food with what little he has and it would make you feel guilty (so after the date was over you'd force him to take some money from you)— and you'd probably just wander around the streets of ssangmun-dong with him

the two of you went on a few dates before you became official and he was the one who asked. he was a stuttering, nervous mess as he did so, but you said yes to him and he felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest as you held onto him for dear life

after you begin dating he spends even more time than before with you. he loves spending time with you and he loves even more when you pay attention to him instead of doing something for work (so you'd always give in because he would pout until you did)

he's actually a really big fan of pda. if you're alright with it, he would hug you all the time and even kiss you in public. he would always have an arm wrapped around your shoulders so you'd be pulled into his side because it makes him feel safe knowing you're pressed up against him like that

if you aren't a fan of pda, he would be okay with that. he would just ask to hold your hand and if you say yes to it, that's all it would take for him to have butterflies in his stomach

when he moves in with you, he will love doing anything domestic with you no matter how practical or boring it may be to you. he wants you to know he's in it for the long haul and he'll do those household chores for you

before you start dating, he'll tell you about his daughter, gayeong. she is his absolute pride and joy along with you, and because he can hardly afford to pay for anything for himself he can't look after her

as soon as he'd able to, he'd introduce you to her and she would love you. he would be ecstatic as the three of you sat in your apartment on the floor playing board games almost as if you were a true family

he'd love how you'd sit on the couch and she'd sit on the floor in front of you as you braided and brushed her hair for her. he'd love how you'd go outside and play games with her and he loved how you would treat her as if she were your own daughter

he hoped more than anything to settle down with you and possibly have children one day if it's something you wanted, and seeing you with gayeong just made him want it even more

after the two of you start sleeping in the same bed together expect him to want to cuddle. one of gihun's love languages is physical touch, so he would love to be all over you whenever you slept

it didn't matter what position, your upper bodies didn't even have to be touching for him to be happy. your legs could be the only body part he could feel and he would love it anyways. sometimes he'll wrap you up in his arms and lay you on his chest, tucking your head under his chin as he goes to sleep

he would love for you to meet his mom. his mom is one of the most important people in his life and he just knows she would love you

as soon as he mentions the idea to you, you're nervous. gihun will reassure you that she'd love you and treat you as a part of the family but it doesn't stop you from being anxious anyways

when you meet her she would immediately love you and make you promise to keep her son away from gambling. you insist that you will, and you have been, because even though it is what caused you to meet, you knew it wasn't healthy for him in any way

when it came time for him to meet your parents, expect him to go out and somehow buy a tux with the money he doesn't have

he's SO nervous to meet your family, one of his biggest fears is not being good enough for you and he worries that your parents wouldn't like you dating someone like him

as soon as you meet for dinner, your mom falls in love with him and his manners. he's always talking to her with a smile on his face and as she sees the way you look at him she knows he's the one for. your dad takes a little bit for him to warm up to him, but he eventually comes around and even enjoys his company

your mom brings up the idea of marriage at one point, insisting that she needs to be able to witness it happen someday. you flush and gihun immediately becomes even more embarrassed than he has been the entire time

as you're walking home, you do end up thinking about the possibility of marriage. you're serious about your relationship with him and would enjoy spending the rest of your life with him but you worry that it might not be something he wants

but it is. gihun loves the idea of being married to you and being able to call you his wife/husband/spouse. he would love going around and saying "my ___ mentioned this the other day" or something. he will bring you up in every single conversation

he's also serious about your relationship and will pop the question to you when he thinks is right, but this isn't marriage hcs this is dating hcs!! back to dating

he'll learn how to cook your favorite foods just to make you happy. if you're not korean, he'd ask you if you're willing to teach him how to make some of your cultural/ethnic foods and tell him about your culture or where you grew up. he's fascinated by it and will love hearing you talk about it whenever you want to

he hopes to one day participate in your culture, but his new found knowledge would definitely impress your parents and make them like him even more

if you aren't korean he'll still learn how to cook your favorite meals even if he isn't the greatest at it

he'd love to watch you cook and he'll have an arm wrapped around your waist as you do so, peppering kisses across your neck and cheek as a distraction. you'd probably end up burning yourself at one point (and he'd feel guilty about it until the day he died even though you'd insist you aren't mad or upset with him)

if you have pets just know that he'll treat them like his babies. he'll spoil them and cuddle up with them all the time. you definitely have an entire album in your phone of gihun falling asleep with your pets because it happens so frequently

he gives great hugs! he's so comforting and he always knows how to comfort someone if they need it. he'll hold onto you either super tight like you'll disappear or really gently so he can rock you back and forth as he hugs you

he's actually a really amazing boyfriend and he puts in so much effort to stop gambling and prove himself to you. he'll see gayeong and his mom more often since you made him come to his senses

he loves and cares for you so much and has plans to marry you and start a family of your own some day <3

#squid game #squid game x reader #squid game fanfiction #squid game headcanons #seong gihun #seong gi hun #seong gi hun x reader #seong gihun x reader #gihun x reader #gi hun x reader

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theprettyarachnid · 3 years

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squid game characters finding your asleep

a/n: got a blood test today and almost fainted but i’m good now

(not my gifs)

warnings: none(?)

Ali

he would find you in the fortress you and the others had made with the beds

you had been nightwatch last night and hadn’t gotten much sleep

he would see you curled up without a blanket and would drape his jacket over you

would sit with you quietly humming and fumbling with his hands until you woke up

Sae-byeok

my favourite lesbian

she would try and wake you up first

probably by gently kicking you

if that didn’t work, she would just mumble something under her breath before sitting down next to you

if anyone made a commotion or loud noise she would threaten them with her pocket knife

Sang-woo

he probably wouldn’t pay much attention at first until he realized it was you

he wouldn’t want to wake you up so he’d grab an extra serving for you when dinner rolled around and just place next to you

obviously he’d make sure no one took it

when you woke up, he would go up to you and tell you not to fall asleep out in the open because it’s dangerous

Jun-ho

you’d be working on a case late at night when he found you pasted out at your desk

definitely thinks it’s funny and will take a picture

eventually he’d wake you up though with two cups of coffee in his hands and he’ll sit with you

Ji-yeong

second favourite lesbian

if anything, she’s usually the one to fall asleep and you have to wake her up

if available, she’d grab a marker and draw stuff on you

never fall asleep first whenever she’s around

she also likes to play with your hair and just kind of hang out until you wake up

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ahsxual · 3 years

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Be Quiet For Me

Pairing: Seong Gi-Hun x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: In the games, you developed a huge interest on Gi-Hun. All you could think about was dominating him, so when you had the chance, you showed him who's in charge.

Word Count: 2,4 k

Warnings: lots of teasing, sassy reader, oral sex (male receiving), sub!Gin-Hun x Dom!Reader, public sex (almost getting caught), master/mistress kink, dirty talk

A/N: Heyyy @gi-huns-girl!! As promised, here's my first smut fic about Seong Gi-Hun, my lovely husband <333. I really hope you guys enjoy this fic I wrote for you, love y'all ^^

You couldn't deny the attraction you felt for the older man the first time you noticed him. He was the first one to vote "No" when the men in red let you all decide if you wanted to stay and play those mortal games or leave for good and go back to your miserable lives: and by a simple choice, you could already tell that man prioritizes life over money. You were the second one to vote: the moment you pressed the red button, the man who was represented by number 456, looked at you with thankful eyes and a large smile on his face. He's so freaking cute... I wonder how he would behave under my control, you instinctively thought to yourself.

You knew this wasn't the right thing to think about in a situation like this... but your dirty mind was a shameless sinner. For others, it could be an insignificant act, but for you... you knew very well the fire you felt inside you the moment that handsome and lean, yet tall man stared at you with nothing but pride and innocence inside his big eyes... and you knew he felt something about you as well. You don't believe in love at first sight, but in a strong sexual tension by just a simple, yet intense glare? That's another story.

Most of the players voted no, which meant all of you would come back to your homes. A few days passed and things haven't changed: you still had a shitty life, with tones and tones of huge debts to dangerous people, so you decided it was better to just return to the place you promised you would never come back to. Yet here you are again.

Was it worth it? Of course it was: if you continued to live your normal life, you would get killed or even tortured anyway... at least in that mysterious and dangerous place, you would have a chance.

You woke up in the same bed as before: unlike how it was the first time, you weren't so confused or unprepared. You looked around, somehow hoping to see the tall man once again, even if that meant he would be in danger too. You felt extremely selfish, yet you couldn't deny your excitement to see the man who caught your eye a few days ago.

"There you are..." you thought aloud once you saw him looking around to see if he recognized who returned to the game and who didn't.

"Hey there! Looking for someone?" you said excitedly to the man who carried the number 456, making him jump at your sudden appearance.

"Oh, hey!" he greeted you once he recognized your face. You could tell he was a little nervous while he stared at you for a few long seconds.

"Uh... yes?" you quietly laughed by noticing the effect you had on him, his cheeks becoming redder by second.

"Oh, right!" he did his best to compose himself in front of you, before answering your question. "Yes, I was actually trying to recognize any of these faces around here..." he answered thoughtfully: it was unknown to you then that his childhood best friend was participating in the games as well, but he still didn't mention anything.

"Well, at least you recognized my face, right?" you winked at him and he gave you a big teeth smile.

"Of course I did! I wouldnt't have forgotten such a beautiful face." you were surprised by his spontaneous comment, yet you didn't mind it at all. You raised your left eyebrow at him in a flirty way, which made his smile drop into a terrifying expression, looking like he just saw a ghost in front of him. "No, no- that's not what I meant!!" he desesperately apologized to you, in hope you didn't find him a creep. What he didn't know, was that his comment had the exact opposite effect on you.

"It's fine, really." you laughed. "Don't worry about it, number 456. I actually find you absolutely handsome too. What can I say? Older men are fine like wine, and you, honey... I would drink you without wasting a single drop." you flirted with him shamelessly, before licking and biting your lips in an extremely provocative way while looking directly to his eyes.

"Anyway, I hope you find whoever you're looking for. And if you need me, please don't hesitate to call me anytime." you winked at him one last time, before leaving him alone: completely speechless and redder than a tomato in the middle of the huge white room full of people. If he wasn't standing there, you would swear that his heart stopped beating right there and then.

Some days had passed and you were still alive, yet you noticed something wrong with Gi-Hun that bothered you to no end: even tho you belonged to his team, you noticed that he acted really weirdly around you, like he was afraid to talk to you. At first, you found it interesting and funny, but with time you started to get impatient by his contempt towards you. Why was he ignoring you for so long?? Did you actually crossed the line with him? Maybe, but you were just playing with him, even tho what you were saying was the pure truth. You wouldn't dare to apologize to him, because you were too stubborn for that. But, you would definitely confront him about his childish attitude. After all, you can't be mad for so long with someone who's apart of your team in a survival game. And that's when you took the first chance you got.

"Excuse me, sir! I need to go to the bathroom." Gi-Hun, the name of the man who was messing with your mind, heart and core, asked to the triangle figured guard.

"I want to go to the bathroom too!" you immediately said right after him, only to receive a surprised glare from a pair of big and wide eyes in your direction. You noticed his uncomfortable stare towards you, but you didn't care about it. You were about to solve this misunderstanding right now.

You two entered the bright colored bathroom, and for a moment, you remembered your happy childhood: a time where no one judged you, where the word "danger" was unknown to you... But you instantly shook that memory of your mind, just before you heard his bathroom door close behind him. You just leaned against the wall looking at your nails, waiting for him to come outside. Did you look so desperate to talk to him? Yes you did, but you didn't care. Any moment could be your last, and the last thing you wanted was to die without solving that situation. He finally came out, before quickly looking at you and then onto the ground once again. But you decided to act differently: you stared at him with a serious glare without looking away from him, noticing his body tensing up even more by the second. He calmly washed his hands, avoiding your presence, when you decided that you had enough of it.

"Enough!" you hit the washbasin with such force, that the sound of it colliding with your hand ecooed through the whole bathroom. He looked scared at you, not knowing how to deal with your furious state. "Why the hell are you ignoring me?!" you finally asked him, your patience having vanished way too long ago.

"W-what are you talking about?? I'm not-"

"Liar!" he finally looked at you in the eyes for what seemed like an eternity, after you accused him between clenched teeth, since you couldn't be too loud or sound hysterical in front of the man who you developed a huge crush on, despites the immature attitude he was having towards you. "What was it?! It was the fact that I was flirting with you?? I was joking around, for fuck sake!" you opened your arms before slamming them loudly on your thighs, indicating that his attitude made you extremely upset and that it was nothing else but unnecessary.

"Oh..." he seemed disappointed, which made you even more confused. "So you were joking about that..." once again, he looked at the ground, too ashamed to look at you in the eyes.

"Really? Are you upset or it's just my mind messing with me?" he rolled his dark eyes at you. Finally, and for the first time since the first day you got there for a second time, your sassy attitude came back in its fullest: he didn't need to say anything for you to figure out that he was only avoiding you, because he didn't know how to act with such a beautiful woman/man in front of him. After realizing the truth, you slowly approached him while he analyzed every move and step you took, his lips now dry and his heart beating faster than a cheetah. He swallowed his own spit, yet it wasn't enough to wet his throat and trembling mouth.

"So you didn't know how to behave towards your mistress/master, huh?" you seductively whispered in his ear while you massaged his now hard cock through his green pants. You heard him moan loudly at the sudden, yet powerful amount of pleasure he was feeling.

"Shhh, my love. Now, you don't want us to be caught doing nasty things, do you?" you bit his earlobe while your hand was still working on his huge bulge inside his pants. You could already feel how hard he was just by a duzen spoken words and a single gesture from you, which made you smirk at him.

"Tsk Tsk, look at this... I've barely touched you and you're already this hard, almost cumming in your pants. What a shame..." he felt embarrassed by your dirty talk and the way he let you control him with such ease. "But you won't cum until I tell you so, isn't that right, sweetheart?" he was so lost in pure lust, that he couldn't concentrate in anything else, but your hand rubbing his solid member so delicately. Noticing this, you grabbed his clothed hard cock with even more firmness, making him gasp and moan at the sudden feeling of pain and pleasure at the same time.

"Y-yes!!" his tone was completely changed by the pleasure that consumed his body, which made you wetter/harder.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Miss/Master!! Please, do something... I can't hold it anymore..." he looked at you with pleading and innocent eyes that made your heart and pussy/cock tighten/throb, yet you couldn't let him escape so easily from this. Not after what he did to you.

"Oh, is that so?" you looked deep into his dark eyes, completely consumed by lust. "And why would I touch you when all you did was ignoring my existence, huh? You think that's fair?"

"N-no, it isn't, and I'm so sorry!! I promise I won't do it again, just... please forgive me..." he started crying in front of you, absolutely desperate for your addictive touch: you felt bad by seeing him like this, like his life depended on your physical touch, so you decided to forgive him since he apologized to you.

"Then be quiet for me baby, ok?" your hands were now working on his green tracksuit pants and boxers, before you watched his cock leaking with precum: his penis was long and its veins were pretty visible, while its head was incredibly red, searching for some kind of relief. You stared at him with surprised eyes, and without verbalizing it, he could tell you really liked what you saw.

While you were masturbating him at a fast pace, you kissed him hungrily and passionately, both of you looking like you needed to kiss each other in order to survive. His hands were all over you, but since you were so desperate just like him, you let him touch you like he dreamed since the first day he landed his eyes on you. He was a moaning mess, and you could just only imagine when was the last time that poor man was fucked by someone... but that didn't matter now. He was all yours, and you were his. You continued to kiss him to avoid you both getting caught, even though it was almost an impossible mission. If containing your own moans was one of the games you had to play, he would definitely be dead by now.

"Baby, you have to be extremely quiet right now, ok? If we weren't in this situation, it would be completely different, but let's save that for later, shall we?" when you got to your knees, you saw genuine fear in his eyes.

"Please Miss/Master, I-I can't do this..." he cried once more, not believing he could hold his pleasurable groans while you sucked his life out of him.

"Yes you can baby, please be a good boy for me, will ya?" you silently pleaded him since you wanted this as bad as him, and when he hesitantly nodded with sweat falling from his forehead, you smirked at him before putting your warm, wet lips and tongue around his large shaft.

"Oh, God!!" he almost screamed before tapping his mouth with his own hand, almost choking himself to death since he couldn't breath properly without making sexual noises. You continued your assault on his tasty cock without mercy, while massaging his balls, swirling your tongue around its tip and deepthroating him until you almost felt yourself pass out from lack of oxygen in your brain... and since you had to be quick and because he hadn't have sex in a long time, he quickly finished inside your mouth, only for you to look right into his eyes and show him how you swallowed everything he gave you. You licked your lips and closed your eyes for a second, tasting his salty cum on your tongue, and if it was possible, he would cum for a second time because of the extremely sexy sight.

You finally stood up and heard the door being harshly punched, before hearing a deep voice coming out from the other side:

"You two, come out of there before I come in and shoot you both!" at this, you laughed quietly before whispering at Gi-Hun's ear.

"Make sure you win this with me, because I really want to take my time with you." and with that, you left him half naked and breathless, while he dressed himself as fast as possible before you opened the door.

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stupidretroluv · 3 years

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The Character And Your First Kiss

a/n: okay i kinda liked some of these and idk if i should continue them… lmk if you'd like to see part two !!

Tw: sad

gender neutral reader :)

Seong Gi-hun

He would probably be super hesitant and if he kissed you it would be spontaneous. It could be after the glass game when it’s just the four of you left. After the whole glass floor explodes and Gi-hun hugs you to protect you, he gives you one last look before crashing his lips against you. It catches you off guard at first but you're feeling so many emotions you can’t help but kiss back.

Cho Sang-woo

Sangwoo wasn’t thinking anymore. All he knew was that he loved you and that’s why he chose to kiss you right after the dinner. Gi-Hun and Sae-byeok were talking about something but while you and sangwoo talked he pulled you in and gave you a kiss, a kiss you had been waiting for. You wrapped your arms around him and you felt him slide his fingers up your back but just because Sangwoo loved you didn’t mean he didn’t think differently, that’s when you felt something being stabbed to your back, you tried to pull away but Sangwoo held you closer, you tried pushing him back but it was too late, you had already bleed out on him.

Kang Sae-byeok

She wasn’t acting like herself, she was more shaky and very distant, more than usual. After the dinner you went to her bed where you guys talked about everything which was weird in your opinion, she was being very open and you decided to open up. You guys were together on the bed, lips inches away until she connected both your lips. You'd kissed people before and thought it was weird that her kiss was wet but you realized she was crying. you pulled back to see that your hand was covered in blood. You quickly ran to the guards begging for help but when you came back it was too late.

Hwang Junho

¨I need to go y/n!” He cried, he had completely fallen in love with you. He wanted to make sure you made it out of the games alive and be able to find his brother,¨I promise I will come back and save you and all of this will be over”He mumbled taking both your shaky hands but something in your stomach told you this was a good bye. He noticed you couldn't look him in the eyes, that's when he slightly cupped your face and gave you a slow but passionate kiss. You both pulled away smiling a bit,¨I´ll come back for you¨He smiled. You finally nodded which made him more peaceful, he put on the mask again and walked you to the main room.

Abdul Alis

¨Look you can pair up with someone else and we will meet again, Sir Sangwoo and I will even try to help you both!¨ Ali tried to convince you but something felt off,¨I promise!¨ He smiled, his voice cracking a bit. You have him a strong hug but that wasn't enough for him, when you went to leave and find a partner he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him, that caught you off guard but his smile eased every worry away, he slowly leaned down and gave you a soft peck,¨We will meet again¨ He smiled, you nodded hugging him. Once you both finished your goodbyes you went with your partner and walked into the small town thing,¨Huh...Marble Game?¨ You thought to yourself

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disgustingtoast · 3 years

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we'll carry on [s. gi-hun]

A/N: Welcome to my squid game rewrite :) This is going to part one of nine (unless I need to split up some episodes into two parts) but this first chapter is more of introducing new or already established relationships between the reader and other players so it might be a bit dry on the romance side for now- but I hope you enjoy <3

<edit: I meant to mention this before but the reader is going to be female! for bigger fics it's just easier for me to pick a gender and go for it>

wc: 3.6k

reblogs/likes/feedback are always appreciated ( if you notice any mistakes please let me know )

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“Gi-hun?”

Your suspicions are correct when the guy in front of you turns at the call of his name. You hardly pay attention to the old man sitting on the bunk in front of him, too focused on the male before you. Gi-hun’s dark eyes study you for a moment, trying to figure out how you know him. You take that moment to regard him as well, he hasn’t changed much since you last saw him, hair a little longer and a few more lines around his eyes, but other than that he seems practically unscathed by time. He physically lights up when he recognizes you and immediately reaches out to clap you on the shoulder.

“Is that you Y/N? It’s been years!” You wince at how loud his voice is. Still as boisterous as when you were kids. “How have you been?”

“I’ve been fine.” In reality life has been anything but fine but you doubt he took your statement with a grain of salt. You wouldn’t be standing in the middle of this strange room if you hadn't drawn the short straw. “What about you? How’s your mothe-”

A sound rings out louder than the muttering of the people around you causing you both to snap your attention towards the ring of teal clad shoulders in the center of the room. A man yelling “You bitch!” is followed by another sound- someone's fist meeting flesh- and the thud of someone falling to the ground. After sharing a curious glance with Gi-hun you both make your way through the crowd. In the center of the circle are two people, a man with a snake tattoo wound around his neck, number 101, and a younger girl. His hand is wrapped in her dark hair and blood drips from her nose as he sneers into her face. He mentions something about her being a North Korean defector but your attention is pulled away when you feel Gi-hun shift next to you. He begins to take a step forward and your hand shoots out to stop him.

“What’re you doing?” You hiss, “Do you want to get yourself killed?” You might not know the man with the tattoo but he was obviously dangerous and you really didn’t want your friend to be dragged into what was clearly personal business.

“That pickpocket stole money from me.” He shakes his arm free from your grasp.

“So what’re you gonna do? It’s not like she has it with her.” Your- along with everyone else's- clothing had been swapped out for tracksuits upon arrival and the pockets were completely bare.

He ignores you. Rolling your eyes you watch as he pushes people out of the way and makes his way towards the pair. Typical. You hold your breath when you see him push the scary dude away and begin interrogating the girl. Despite the fact that he’s kneeling in front of her with his fists anchored in the lapels of her jacket, screaming into her face about the money she took, she seems unphased. The crowd around you gasps when Number 101 kicks Gi-hun away, sending him stumbling from his crouched position.

The man clearly intimidates your friend because he starts stuttering as he introduces himself. After a moment of them talking, Gi-huns voice begins to rise, a last ditch effort to seem threatening and it’s only then you begin to move. Wisps of memories from your childhood flit through your mind for a split second. You’d been in the situation often, seemingly always bailing Gi-hun out of situations he and his big mouth got himself into. You plant your feet between them and stare up at the gangster in front of you. He’s even more menacing up close but he doesn’t scare you. You’ve seen a lot of his type over the years, a coward hiding behind the guise of their tough guy act.

“Leave him be.” You deadpan.

His eyebrows shoot up- clearly not expecting that- and regards you for a second before he smirks. “What’s this?” he taunts. “A guard dog?”

“And what’re you?” You tilt your head mockly, lips pursed and eyebrows pulled together in question. “A pig?”

His face flushes with anger. “You little bitch!” You don’t have time to prepare yourself before his fist is swinging towards you but luckily Gi-hun’s hand wraps around your wrist and you’re pulled out of reach. Number 101 prepares to throw another punch but the sound of a buzzer catches him off guard. The heavy scraping of a door echoes throughout the quiet room, the mass of people gone eerily silent. You turn around and your mouth goes dry when you see the people walking through the open doorway.

A sentient sea of crimson, they all move in sync covered head to toe in red jumpsuits. Black masks obscure their faces and make it impossible to tell them apart. The only defining feature among them are the white shapes embossed on the front of their face coverings. All of them but one don circles. The one in the center, who steps forward, wears a square. He speaks before you have time to think about it.

“I would like to extend a heart-felt welcome to you all.” There must be a voice changer in his mask because his tone is deeper and more distorted than a regular man’s. Whether it’s anxiety or adrenaline you aren’t sure but an electrifying feeling flows through you and you feel your fingers begin to tremble. A sudden sense of foreboding practically suffocates you. “Everyone here will participate in six games over the next six days. The winners of all six games will be rewarded with a handsome cash prize.”

“Why?” It takes a moment for you to realize that it’s you who speaks and that all 456 players plus the guards have turned their attention toward you. You swallow nervously and continue, “I mean it’s strange that you knock us out with gas, take our belongings and hide us away in some random location that none of us know about. And you just expect us to go along with your games because you dangle a money prize in front of us? Do you really think we believe you?” More questions come to mind but you force yourself to stop, not wanting to prolong being the center of attention.

“We took precautions to ensure the confidentiality of our location. You will receive your personal possessions when you finish the games.” His response almost seems rehearsed, words flowing from his mouth without a second thought.

Another woman speaks after you and his answer feels the same. Stiff and practiced, like he’s reading from a script. A familiar voice talks next and you can’t help but perk up when you hear it. The people crowded around you make it impossible to see who’s speaking.

“I don’t trust a word you just said.” Every head turns toward him. “You lured, kidnapped, and locked us up. And you continue to make excuses to keep yourself hidden after committing all those illegal actions. Give us one good reason to trust you.”

A pause.

“Player 218. Cho Sangwoo.”

What? Why is Sangwoo here? This was the last place you’d expected to meet Sangwoo again. The last time you’d heard about him he was attending some prestigious college and was on his way to a fruitful life. Taking a peek up at Gi-hun you see him just as shocked as you. Maybe even more-so.

Square-face presses a button on the remote in his hand and the screen behind him lights up. A video begins to play and your stomach drops as you listen.

“Age 46. Former team leader of Team Two at Joy Investments. Siphoned money from clients, then investested in derivatives and future options with it and failed. Current debt, 650 million won.”

Another video of someone else begins to play but you tune it out, mind reeling at what you’d just heard. Were any of your other friends here? What was this place and how did they know so much? What did they know about you?

“I’ll give you one last chance to choose.” Your head snaps up at that, what did you miss? You must have been lost in thought for longer than you figured. “Will you go back to living your lousy life being chased by your creditors? Or will you grab the last opportunity we’re offering here?”

Despite your doubts, you had no other plans than to continue on with the games. Whatever they have planned for you all couldn’t be anything close to what you have to deal with everyday. The crowd begins to mutter in conversation.

“What games will we be playing?” A young man in the front speaks up.

“In order to keep it fair we will not be disclosing any information about the games beforehand.”

“Excuse me?” Next to you, Gi-hun raises his hand. “How much is the prize money?”

With another press of a button. a panel in the ceiling opens and a tinny arcade game song begins to play. A giant plastic, or maybe glass, pig is lowered into the room. Like a really strange chandelier. It’s hard to gauge the size from where you're standing but you can tell it's huge.

“The money you win will accumulate in the piggy bank after every game.” A piggy bank? Really? I haven’t used of those since primary school. “We will disclose the amount after the first game is finished. If you do not wish to participate, please let us know now.”

After a second of silence you and Gi-hun both turn to each other at the same time. You don’t need to speak to understand what the other is thinking. You weren’t leaving and neither was he.

About ten minutes later the guards set up podiums and have everyone get into lines. On the podiums they place piles of paper but it isn’t until you’re standing in front of one that you notice they’re player consent forms. The lack of terms and conditions is a little strange but you hurry to sign it, not wanting to hold up the queue.

A female voice instructs the players from a loud speaker when everyone is finished. “All players, please listen to the staff's instructions and proceed to the game hall.” After being led through a maze of brightly colored rooms filled with staircases and empty window sills you step into an area split in half by stalls. Side by side columns in the middle of the floor break up the room into sections and a screen lays on the inner part of each wall.

A camera above the screen takes your picture and as you’re ushered away you can only hope you didn’t blink.

Your head starts to pound as you are guided through even more staircases painted the most eye-straining colors imaginable and you try your best not to look down. You’d lost Gi-hun in the crowd before you’d even left the room you’d woken in and you missed having someone familiar nearby. Hopefully you find him before the first game begins.

When you finally pass through green metal doors and into sunlight you can feel the anxiety melt away. That is until you notice that you’d been led to an empty lot, four walls painted to look like a meadow trapping you inside. The top of the enclosure was open, giving you a clear view of the real sky hanging above. You immediately search the crowd for Gi-hun, desperate for the comfort of a friend. Keeping an eye out for his long hair and tall stature, you begin to slip through the crowd. You barely make it a few steps before you ram into someone. An apology is already on your lips by the time you turn around but it dies there when you recognize who you bumped into. The girl that gangster was beating up stands confidently in front you. With everything that had happened before you hadn’t been able to get a good look at her face but now that you were staring directly into her eyes you couldn't help the rumbling intimidation brewing in your gut. She was pretty. Short hair framing her face, cheeks spotted with freckles, but despite her soft appearance her eyes were intense, a fire blazing behind her irises. She stares at you for a second while you stand there gawking like an idiot before she pivots on her heel and leaves.

You watch her until someone steps into your line of vision and you lose sight of her. For a moment you forget what you were doing before your little run in with Number 67 but then the loud voice of your friend meets your ears and you’re shaken from your daze.

By the time you find Gi-hun he seems to be in the middle of a conversation with someone but as you get closer and can make out the words he’s saying you realize it’s more of an interrogation. Sang-woo stands in front of him, looking extremely uncomfortable, and is trying his best to dodge the barrage of questions Gi-hun throws at him. Over his old friend's shoulder, Sangwoo meets your eyes and lets out a sigh of relief, no doubt seeing you as an escape.

“Ah! Y/N!” He interrupts Gi-hun in the middle of his question and calls you over.

You nudge Gi-hun’s shoulder as you go to stand next to him. He looks at you and frowns. “Leave Sang-woo alone will you. It isn’t the time for questions.” Sang-woo sends you a thankful glance and you smile at him.

“Welcome to the first game!” The voice of a woman sounds out over the talking crowd. “All players please wait a moment on the field.” Tension fills the air as everyone waits for instructions. People begin murmuring amongst themselves trying to guess what game you’d be playing,

Sang-woo had walked away the first chance he got so it was only you and Gi-hun standing together. You both eye the giant statue on the other side of the field. It’s of the front profile of a young girl but it’s collapsible joints suggest that it can move its arms around. “What’d you think we’re gonna play?” You ask.

Your friend shakes his head, “No clue.” He must hear your shaky exhale because he immediately turns to face you with a smile. “Don’t worry. Everything will be fine.” He punctuates his sentence by patting the top of your head. It was a simple habit, one that had started merely because it annoyed you so much when you were young but as you both got older it became a routine practice. But just because you were used to it didn’t mean that you hated it any less. It made you feel like a kid. You smack his hand away and glare at him playfully, previous doubts being pushed to the back of your mind.

“The first game is Green Light, Red Light.” The statue at the front swivels around by an unseen platform to face the tree behind it. “You can only move when ‘it’ shouts out green light, red light.”

First the piggy bank now this? Who do the people in charge think we are? Primary school students?

The woman announces the rest of the rules and repeats them before the game actually begins. A five minute timer appears on the wall and just before it begins to count down you feel someone squeeze your shoulder. It’s Gi-hun. You exchange anxious smiles before preparing yourselves.

A girl's sing-song voice carries through the field, “Green light, Red light~.” Your attention is drawn by the figure of a man practically sprinting through the open space. His blond hair is the thing that caught your eye, a contrast to the blue backdrop. Just as the girl finishes her chant her head rotates a full one hundred and eighty degrees like an owl. The man wobbles on his feet before stabling himself. The girl's eyes zone in on him and the woman's voice is back.

“Player 324. Eliminated.”

There’s a pregnant pause before a sharp sound echoes around you. The man with blond hair collapses.

What?

“Green light, Red light~.”

The man who was behind him stops next to his friend's body, talking to him. From where you stand you can’t see what happens but you know it can’t be good because the man still standing wavers on his feet for a moment before turning around and bolting for the exit. He doesn’t make it far. Blood shoots from his chest and it splatters onto the woman in front of him. Just as the man collapses, the woman lets out a gut wrenching scream and mayhem ensues.

Your mind blanks and you freeze. Even as people begin to panic and shove their way through the still stationary players, you don’t budge. If you were eliminated you were killed? More shots ring out and more lifeless bodies hit the floor. Nausea swirls in your stomach and for a moment you think you might throw up. You didn’t want to die. At least not like this. Not in some unknown location surrounded by strangers. The sounds of the screaming begin to be drowned out by blood pounding in your ears and your racing thoughts. What are you going to do? You don’t know how long you stand still, if the timer is about to run out or if you’re seconds away from being shot. Out of the corner of your eye you see people hesitantly beginning to shuffle forward but you can’t make yourself follow them. You can’t even hear the chant. The world sounds muffled to you, like someone shoved cotton in your ears but one persistent sound finally snags your attention.

Over everything going on in your head the sound of your name drags you into reality. Suddenly everything comes into focus. The sound of crunching dirt as people move forward, the feeling of your heart being lodged in your throat and the palpable anxiety flowing through all the players.

“Y/N,” Sang-woo whispers from behind you. “Gi-hun.” Instinctively you start to turn your head to face him but he hisses a warning. “Don’t turn your head. Just listen. You’ll die if you stay like that. You need to hide behind somebody. The doll, it’s a motion sensor, it won’t be able to detect you if someone is in front of you.”

“Green light, Red light~.” The girl is singing quicker now.

A baby deer could walk better than you, your legs wobbly and unsure as you stagger forward but you manage to stay on your feet. You have a second to spare so you glance over your shoulder searching for Gi-hun. He’s stuck under a dead body, trembling like a leaf.

The girl begins to sing again and more confidently than before, you step forward and slide behind the man in front of you so he completely shields you from the eyes of the giant doll. Players continue to fall to the ground, dead, but you try your best to ignore it. You can worry about that when you’ve crossed the red line on the other side. Sparing another peek over your shoulder you see Gi-hun still hasn’t moved.

“Gi-hun.” You turn your head to face him since you’re safely hidden out of sight. “Get up.” His eyes dart over to meet yours, fear rolling off him in waves. “Please, you need to get up. There isn’t time.” You gesture to the timer on the wall. One minute and 53 seconds. “Think about your daughter.”

A switch must have flipped in his head because his face hardens and the next time the girl starts her chant he scrambles to his feet. Newfound determination staining his features.

Almost an entire nerve-racking minute passes before you cross the red line with a solid 14 seconds left on the clock. The minute your foot lands in the dirt on the other side a huge weight is lifted off your shoulders and you’re finally able to catch your breath, albeit shakily. Sangwoo is a few feet in front of you, matching your bent over position trying to fill his lungs with air. You make eye contact and you try to smile comfortingly but his eyes dart to something behind you. Curiously you turn to see what he’s looking at.

Gihun is suspended over the ground, the only thing keeping him from falling forward and getting shot is the man behind him. The man’s hand grips the back of Gi-huns jacket and for a moment all you can do is marvel at how strong he must be. But that thought vanishes the moment you realize just how close your friend was to getting killed and your heart skips a beat.

“Green light, red light~”

Both men push forward with all their might, the ticking clock counting down the final seconds of what could very well be their life. With one last leap of faith they both propel themselves forward into safety, crashing into the ground just as the timer goes off. With his chest heaving Gi-hun clambers to his feet and you instantly slam into him, hugging him tight. He returns your embrace just as hard, heaving a sigh of relief against your hair. Your whole body flinches as gunshots fire off behind you and Gi-hun rests his hand against the back of your head, holding you tighter.

A loud rumbling noise is what makes you pull away. The sound came from giant rolling panels that were slowly covering the top of the body ridden yard. Claustrophobia begins to trickle into your mind as the field is shrouded in darkness.

What the hell did you get yourself into?

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Squid Game (TV 2021) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Cho Sangwoo/Seong Gihun, Cho Sangwoo & Seong Gihun Characters: Cho Sangwoo, Seong Gihun, Cho Sangwoo's Mother, Ali abdul (mentioned), Kang Saebyeok (mentioned), Oh Ilnam (mentioned) Additional Tags: Survivor Guilt, Guilt, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Heavy Angst, i think, Feelings, Self-Hatred, Self-Esteem Issues, POV Cho Sangwoo, Spoilers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Suicidal Thoughts, I'm Bad At Tagging Series: Part 2 of Squid Game Summary:

Después de aquello, Sang-woo no tuvo fuerzas para negarse a lo que Gi-hun le pidió: "terminemos con esto". Las palabras habían sido pronunciadas con voz apacible y Sang-woo se echó a llorar aceptando aquella rendición y la pérdida íntegra del dinero por el que había sacrificado lo poco que le quedaba: su humanidad.

Volvería sin dinero, sin honor, al mundo real y sería encarcelado por sus crímenes.

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betweenthepages · 2 years

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At Least We Met | Chapter 1

Summary: Cold, reserved businessman Cho Sangwoo is desperate to escape his depressing life. He hops on a random train and meets the talkative Seong Gihun, who just refuses leave him alone. Due to a few mishaps, Sangwoo finds himself immersed in Gihun’s hectic life. Sangwoo falls for him, but Gihun is promised to another. The two seperate, only meet again years later under unforseeable circumstances.

A/N: This story is heavily inspired by the movie ‘Jab We Met’. You don’t have to watch it to understand, but I highly recommend it!!

Archive Of Our Own

pairing: sangihun, m/m

word count: 2,576

Cho Sangwoo had a reputation as a poised, intelligent businessman. He had graduated top of his class from Seoul National University, every mother’s dream for their child. He worked as an investment banker, and although the pay was usually more than substantial, the company’s reputation had taken a major hit in recent times. An employee had been sued for lying and stealing money from his clients, so Sangwoo was currently seated in a meeting to discuss how to handle the matter. The once peaceful conference quickly broke into vicious uproar, with people arguing and yelling at each-other in disorganised chaos. Sangwoo fell silent. His mind distanced their words and his surroundings. Is this what I’ll be doing until I die? I worked my ass off to be successful in life yet I’m stuck in a room with these morons. He thought.

Without a word, Sangwoo rose out of his seat and exited the room. His coworkers either didn’t notice or had no care, for no one asked about him leaving. He entered the men’s room and stared at his reflection in the mirror. He saw a pathetic man. He was single, despite his dashing appearance. His looks attracted many women, but he never pursued them. The main reason being his interest in males. Even then, he wasn’t emotionally available for a relationship. He hardly anyone to call a friend either. The only person he truly had was his mother, yet he was too embarrassed to tell her the truth about the company’s downfall. The building’s depressing atmosphere felt suffocating. He didn’t want to look at himself anymore. With a huff, he walked out and made his way to the entrance, desperate for fresh air.

Sangwoo aimlessly roamed the streets of Seoul with a cigarette between his lips, not caring where his legs took him. He gradually felt more at ease. The white clouds overhead blocked the sunlight, giving the city a greyscale appearance. He came to a halt. His mind had cleared, and he took the chance to survey his surroundings. The train station. Sangwoo contemplated for a moment. He wasn’t religious, or a big believer in fate. But he figured this was a sign. A sign to escape his mundane, melancholy life. A getaway from these people and all of his problems lying in this city. He had no clue where this train was headed. He didn’t have any luggage on him. He hadn’t even bought a ticket. And he couldn’t bring himself to care. All he knew was that he’d rather be anywhere else. The train was about to leave anyways, people were hurrying to get on board at the last minute. Fuck it.

“Quick, quick, load this luggage!” Gihun ran beside the train, frantically passing his bags of belongings onto the moving vehicle.

“Sir, please get in!” The person loading his bags instructed. “Don’t worry about me!” Gihun yelled back. The young man passed two more bags and sped up despite the burn in legs. With the help of the luggage man, he got in safely.

Gihun hunched over with his hands on his knees and panted heavily, attempting to catch his breath. He looked up and noticed numerous eyes turned in his direction. “Phew, I thought wouldn’t make it! Got real lucky, huh?” He laughed, hand coming to scratch the back of his neck. As the luggage man began storing his belongings, Gihun travelled through the compartments to find his assigned seat. He had chosen the compartment that no one preferred, because he enjoyed travelling in seclusion. He kept his gaze low, reading the numbers on the seats. 20,21,22...23!

Gihun’s excitement fell just a bit as he looked up and saw a man occupying it. “Excuse me, sir?” No response. “Sir? I think this is my seat.” He tried again, a bit louder. The guy wasn’t even looking at him. “Hey!” Gihun waved a hand in front of his face, which seemed to snap him out of his daze. He looked up at Gihun with a questioning, slightly annoyed glance. “You’re in the wrong seat.” Gihun said. Without a word, the mysterious man moved to the opposite seat. It seemed like Gihun would be having some company during this travel. Not that he minded. He finally had the opportunity to converse with a handsome guy rather than the old people in the main compartments.

Sangwoo payed no attention to the person sitting across from him. As long as he didn’t try to start a conversation, he wasn’t bothered by his presence. “It’s funny seeing someone else in this compartment, no one really likes these seats. But I like being alone and looking out the window while being in my own world, you know?” Sangwoo mentally sighed. If I ignore him, he’ll shut up . He didn’t. This guy somehow took his silence as a queue to continue rambling. “I’ve been on many trains in my lifetime, it never gets old. I love travelling! But this trip is very special, you see. I’m heading to Busan to elope with the man of my dreams!” Sangwoo could care less about this stranger’s love-life, although hearing ‘man’ took him by surprise. He kept up his facade of indifference, trying to drown out the annoying man’s voice by focusing on the outside view.

The man carried on for fifteen minutes about his life and family background, undeterred by Sangwoo’s unresponsiveness. Sangwoo adjusted his glasses, fixing an irritated stare on the talkative stranger. Said stranger wasn’t even looking at him, his eyes darting all around the compartment. He wanted to tell him that he had no interest in chit-chat, but figured it was a waste of energy.

Sangwoo rose out of his seat, hearing the man’s voice falter in confusion. “Sir? Where are you going? Sir?” He ignored the voice behind him and went to the outer part of the train in pursuit of fresh air. The door to the outside was closed, but unlocked. Sangwoo took off his glasses and breathed a sigh of relief. The wind pulled at his skin and he observed the tracks moving rapidly beneath him. For a second, he considered jumping. Maybe he could stand there and wait for the next train to seal his fate. If not, he’ll just have to walk to the nearest civilisation. Sangwoo figured both options were better than travelling to an unknown location with that passenger who was talking his ear off.

Unfortunately, his freedom was short-lived. Unbeknownst to him, the guy had followed him, along with a train staff who urged him to come inside. Sangwoo reluctantly re-entered the compartment. “Can I see your ticket please?” The staff member asked as she closed the door and locked it. Sangwoo averted his gaze to the floor. The strange man was looking at him intently. “Ticket! She wants to see your ticket!” He whispered, motioning with his hands. He must’ve thought Sangwoo was deaf. “I don’t have a ticket.” He said, lifting his gaze to meet the stranger’s.

“This man is on a business trip, sir. But a terrible family issue came up today, his father suddenly fell very ill. He had to visit him in hospital due to his critical condition, but the train was about to leave by the time he arrived at the station! It was an honest mistake, I’m sure this a one-time occurrence. Imagine if that was the last time he saw his father? Would buying a ticket be the top priority in that situation?” Sangwoo had to admit, the stranger’s improvised story was impressive. He was still dressed in his business suit, which added to the story’s credibility. The ticket lady seemed convinced enough. She pulled out a flip-pad to give him a ticket. “Where are you going?” Sangwoo said nothing, not meeting her gaze. He couldn’t answer. He felt the other man’s eyes on him. “Suwon! Give him a ticket to Suwon!” He smiled and patted Sangwoo’s back. For the past hour Sangwoo had felt like killing this guy, now he felt like he owed him his life.

“I really saved your ass back there, huh?” Gihun giggled as they returned to their seats. “Thank you for that.” The other man said. Not even a smile. His tone was rather flat, but Gihun knew he was genuinely grateful. “No worries!” He waved a hand dismissively, “You’ve been putting up with my chatter since the start of the trip, it was the least I could do.” At that, the broody stranger’s lips curved up slightly. “I’m Gihun. Seong Gihun. Do I at least get the pleasure of knowing your name?” Gihun extended an arm to him. He paused for a moment, then brought his hand up to shake Gihun’s. “Cho Sangwoo.”

Gihun was disturbed from his slumber by a an unnerving feeling that there was something amiss. He peered down at the bunk under him, seeing it unoccupied. Odd. Sangwoo may have just gone to the bathroom, but it wouldn’t hurt to check. He realised that the train was at a stop, but would dispatch any minute. Which was why his first instinct was to be alarmed when he saw that Sangwoo had gotten off and was walking through the empty station. The place was practically deserted, there was no way this was his stop. “Sangwoo! Where are you going? The train is leaving!” Gihun called out. He didn’t even turn around. “Hey, Sangwoo! You need to come back!” When he realised the other man wasn’t turning around, he exited the train and ran after him.

Sangwoo was seated on a bench when Gihun tapped him on the shoulder, frantically informing him of the trains departure. He just gave him an agitated glare and went back to staring at his shoes. “Fine, whatever.” Gihun gave up, running back to the moving vehicle.

“Wait! Wait! Someone ring the bell!” He cried out, accelerating in speed. But it was too late. No one heard him. He wasn’t fast enough. The train entered a tunnel, out of his sight. Gihun felt like the world had collapsed on his shoulders. He gripped his hair in panic, his breathing heavy and laboured. Surely the universe had something against him for ruining his plans like this. There were foot steps behind him. Gihun snapped out of his reverie and turned to see Sangwoo standing there, shaking his head. His self-pity was replaced with anger. “What is wrong with you? Is some sick joke? I helped you out, and now I’ve missed the train because of you.”

Sangwoo scowled at the accusation. “Did I ask you to help me? I’ve barely spoken more than a sentence to you since we boarded and you’re acting like we’re best buddies! Great, you helped me with the ticket. Now you can help me again by leaving me alone.” Gihun leaned in until his face was mere centimetres away from Sangwoo’s. The two men could feel each other’s breath on their skin from the proximity. “Listen here mister, you got me into this situation, now you’re going to get me out. If you have to take me to Busan yourself, then so be it.” Sangwoo stared down at the fuming Gihun. His eyes zeroed in on his pretty lips. The other was waiting for a response. Sangwoo took the opportunity and bolted, leaving behind a stunned Gihun, before he quickly followed suit

“Sangwoo?” Gihun halted and looked for the other man. They had exited the train station onto the street. He saw Sangwoo standing next to a taxi. “Hurry up, get in!” Sangwoo yelled. Gihun rushed to the car as Sangwoo told him the location. “Please go quickly! It’s urgent!” Gihun ushered the driver once inside. The driver turned around and held a finger to his lips, before putting his hands together. “Oh father in heaven...” As the seconds ticked by, the two grew more impatient. Sangwoo’s eyes flicked back and forth between Gihun’s desperate face and the driver praying. “God can listen to your prayers later, we need to go now!” Sangwoo barked. The driver rolled his eyes and obliged. They expected him to accelerate, but he drove at an agonisingly slow speed. “We’re not getting to the next station in time.” Gihun murmured, slumping against his seat and accepting his horrendous luck. “Stop the car.” Sangwoo ordered. “What?”“Stop the car.” Sangwoo repeated more firmly. The driver looked perplexed, but complied with his customer’s wishes.

When Sangwoo stepped out of the taxi, Gihun thought he would leave and let him cleanup this mess by himself. Instead he walked to the driver’s side and opened the door. “Move aside.” Sangwoo didn’t give him time to protest, entering to take the driver’s seat and making the man shuffle to the passenger’s. “What’s happening? What are you doing?” The cabbie questioned. Sangwoo took a deep breath, hands tight on the steering wheel. “Hold on.

He floored the gas pedal, sending the car zooming down the road. This area was fairly rural, meaning traffic and speed cameras were not a concern. “Stop! You’re going to kill us, please slow down! The cabbie cried out protests, unaccustomed to such reckless driving. To Gihun, Sangwoo was full of surprises. But he smiled wide. At this rate there was a possibility of him making it to the next station! “Please, I sold my land to buy this car.” The old driver sobbed. “Don’t worry sir, if anything breaks, he’ll pay for it. Look at his style, he’s a rich man!” Gihun reassured. Sangwoo briefly side-eyed him.

Gihun and Sangwoo ran out of the car and into the station after they had parked, the cab driver’s demands for the fare falling upon deaf ears. The train had just arrived. The two men looked at each other while trying to catch their breath. “Go, go board.” Sangwoo panted. Gihun nodded, letting out a ‘thank you’ in between huffs. The driver caught up to them, demanding payment. Seeing Sangwoo take out his wallet, Gihun made another request. “Can I borrow some money too! I need to buy some water.” Sangwoo passed him a note without a second thought. Gihun thanked him again and went to the nearest stall he could find.

“More than 2000 won? For one bottle?” Gihun’s eyes comically widened. “That’s ridiculous! Why such a high price on something that nature offers for free?”

“Sir, this is the set price.” The seller responded. “Oh really? Should I ask the consumer court? I have friends who work with the law, you know, they would agree you are robbing people!” The salesperson didn’t budge. He sighed, handing them the cash. He felt like he would collapsed at any second, what choice did he have? The first sip was so replenishing that the guilt of spending Sangwoo’s money almost left him. Gihun was too caught up in his relief that he was too late to pick up the sound of the train moving on the tracks.

The male turned in horror, heart dropping at the sight of the train departing again. No no no, not again! Gihun ran as fast as his body would let him, hoarsely crying out for someone to stop the vehicle and wait for him. Every muscle in his body burned. Unfortunately, he was unsuccessful once again. A feeling of anguish tore through him as the train left his vision.

How do I get myself out of this one?

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killrqueen7 · 2 years

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Chapter 1 is up! 💚

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Twenty seconds ago, Gi-hun had been his, for just a moment. What he’d wanted for years had been given to him and then ripped away within the same minute. But he was a fool if he ever thought he could keep him. A damn fool.

Rated T (temporary)

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black0rbs · 2 years

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In the middle of the night - new fic project

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36479773/chapters/90965473#workskin

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cherriesonaversatile · 2 years

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“When are you going to find him?” An old, yet eerily familiar old voice asked me. I remained quiet. After all, I already did the motion of calling the number. They knew I was listening on the end of the line. “He’s waiting.”