Game On

Gi-hun S1

Gi-hun was the most easy pray you could get your hand on. In fact, you needed to do little to have him wrapped around your finger. From the start he was kind, a bit dumb. His group (by extent yours) was weak. Every game he won or the group won could be called pure luck.

Luck is not a friend. Is a double face entity with easy words and cruel fate. Gi-hun learns it when he comes out alive from the marbel game. He is numb and walks with no sense of reality till he almost hits you.

He feels relief to see you alive. And thanks whatever thing may have gave him the choice to not pick you as his partner.

You by your part are not that suprised. You guessed long ago this would be a game to cut the players by half. This was a show, someone was watching and like any show you need to keep your audience entertaining and locked in. Thats why you picked the last player Gi-hun ditched and let him go with the old man.

After it, while Gi-hun sulks and is told by Sangwoo to just forget the old Man. You see the oportunity. You let him rest besides you, stroking his hair as he tells you his life. You dont listen but nod in the correct moments and tell him the words he needs to hear.

He is down bad for you. Fully convince that you are like him. That you dont care for the money, you only want to live another day.

How naive of him.

Sangwoo

Sangwoo is different. Hard to break and knows how to play double face on his favor. His only problem is that he still has feelings. He still sees Gi-hun and thinks about the past. But he cant give him the pleasure of it. He cant even trust Gi-hun himself about it.

Is when you come in the picture.

Because you are not from his past, you are his present. You are cunning like him, a liar, someone who fakes having feelings but does not has them while Sangwoo fakes to not have them when he does.

He knows you are dangerous, knows he should not trust you.

But you are intelligent. Too smart. And he needs that, as well as muscle for the team. He needs a second cold heart person who can see the real deal.

His missleap is that, you are not the second. You are the first. You know his weakness after two days, you know he likes to pretend to be in control. That is hard for him to lie to the rest. Is hard for him to survive.

So you play the smart but also carefully soft heart person he needs. He does not need void words, he needs someone who sees like him and tells him "You are doing fine" or "You did it to survive" and the best lie "You did it for yourself and the rest"

Sangwoo knows he should not listen. He should not look for your words or touch at night. He must learn to separate himself from you and only use you.

But how could he if you are using him from day one?

Player!Jun-ho

Jun-ho knows you are not what you sell yourself to be. He is well at reading others thanks to his work in the forces. You lie like a second nature, and your actions are often (if not always) prepared before you do them.

He sees you from afar, playing others like pieces of chest.

He is centrain you will endure this hell site till the end, maybe you and him will face each other at the finals or whatever this sick place has prepared for players.

Jun-ho wishes however, because wish is human. That you and him could have met outside the games. You could have been an amazing friend and maybe more. He understands why you do it, to survive, to see another day, to get out.

Live and the wish to live are human. He belives you are too.

His love is not soft. Is the type of love that comes from a Man who scaled from the bottom to the top. With blood in his hands and a sense of moral so grey it may as well be black.

His love is devotion. He is devoted to his work, he bleeds for it and like that, he would bleed for you.

He would go in one knee and swear over his body, over his liking for games and suffering, swear that you would never feel unloved, be sad, or have not enough food or money.

He may not truly feel it. But he would turn his heart raw into your hands. Put a blade to his neck and leave his life upon you.

He trusts you, or maybe he is obsess to have you. A chain to some sense of reality. Of life without violence and blood, even if its only when he is with you.

He kisses your fingers like you are his salvation, even if he knows he wont be save (and perphas does not want to). But he still lets himself cling into your embrace and fake being normal. A normal husband with a normal work and a normal life.

He wants your warm. Your heartbeat under his ear. He wants to listen to you breath besides him at night. Wants to meet your eyes from across any room.

He may as well have flashes of you when he knows you are not there.

He needs to hear your voice. A simple "mhm" wont do. He cant go a day with you not speaking to him. Is only there when his act may fail and his cruel nature come out.

Because he is chained to you, and you to him. You dont know just how deep his love, obsession, devotion, how deep these are. You claimed a Man, kissed a Man at the altar. But you actually gave your life and heart to a beast who sleeps besides you.

As starved for blood, he is starved for you. Needs you to be the contrast of his day. Needs you to hold him close, kiss him softly and laught at whatever he says (he knows he is not funny).

As dangerous as he presents himself, he turns into a simple husband with you. Who likes to have you on his lap or have his head on yours while you read or play with his hair.

He snores softly, and sleeps hugging you from behind. Never letting go of you. His mind may go into dark dreams, but he only needs to open one eye (he never wakes you up, years of training on how to be quiet) see you and get his mind back at ease.

The Salesman is not a good man.

You, his wife, know this. You knew it long before he proposed at your favorite spot within the city, with flowers and a dreamy look that could not fully hide the darkness beneat them.

He could not love, he never had a chance to learn and then his life became a sick game where he was the messenger of it. And he did his work gladly.

Even more when he found you. And then got you to be under the same roof as him. Being his, making him dinner, washing his shirts, leaving them with his favorite perfume and a touch of your own smell.

He liked that you were not dumb. Not dumb enough to question his odd hours or free time, to not ask him why sometimes he was more agressive towards others or why some did look at him with scared eyes. You faked to believe that he was, just a salary man. With odd hours and a routine so precise that it felt almost pathological...

Why again ?

Because of love ?

"I cant love" He said once, while you two were on a date. He was looking up at the sky, as if the stars would give him some answer to a question he never asked. "Not you, not anyone"

It should have been a sign to leave him, to stay away. Why would you want to be with someone who says so openly that he wont love you?

Savior complex. Thats what you had found while looking around sites and being drunk.

But could you save him?

The answer was no. of course not. He did not want to be saved. He wanted this, the kisses, the hand holding, you asking about his day and he telling some lie or giving a half answer while he asked what you had for dinner.

Who was more obsessive ? Him or you ? The answer to it scared you. You did not want to be obsessed, you wanted to believe it was all love. Love makes you do crazy things right?

Love and obsession go hand in hand sometimes

While The Salesman could not love, he could be obsessive. Over his work, over his look, over you.

Oh, especially over you. He was sick, sick with you. With how you moved, talked, how you looked at him with these eyes and never, not once did he see a single hesitation when it came down to how much you loved him, or how obsessed you were with him.

You could deny it all you wanted. But he knew, deep down some twisted feeling formed within you. You were his and he was yours. Maybe not like a fairytale, these are boring anyways. But in this reality, with less magic and more blood (not that you needed to know that), less and they lived happy ever after, and more dinners with comfortable silence between both of you, with his hand holding yours over the table. With his eyes looking at you with hunger and more primal feelings.

Never that word.

Arisu ♤ 9/10

He gets nervous really easy. From the way you may look at him with the intention of something or by a quick kiss he was not expecting at all.

Is not necesary sexual. Arisu is just that easy. He loves you and sees you as pure and to be cared of.

Chishiya ♤ 2/10

He is a wall of emotions. Hug him, kiss him, tell him the most sexual thing.

This Man does not blush or blink. Maybe he blinks like saying "Really?" With exasperation but love no less.

Karube ♤ 5/10

BE READY TO GET IT BACK!!

Karube is a natural flirt. Is not like he wants to, it just comes to him. And you may get him to shut up for a few seconds if you caught him off guard. But he will do a uno reverse and get you even more nervous. His favorite way to do it is to keep his eyes on yours till you get all red.

Tatta ♤ 10/10

Call him cute and he is gone. Yes he is that easy. Make a sexual comment or use some clothes you know will turn him crazy.

No words, his brain is out. He cant talk, he is red he is sweating.

Banda Sunato ♤ -1/10

HAHAHAHA GET HIM NERVOUS? He may have the police with evidence of his crimes and be like: mhm

Banda does not get nervous. He gets high from your tries. He smirks then pushes you against a wall and whispers the most depraved things into your ear.

Yaba Oki ♤ 1/10

He is well controlled. May look impressed by your try and then smile. Whispers how he is going to make you scream and re thing your actions.

Niragi ♤ 1/10

Dont try. Niragi will just laught at you. His years of bullying have made him completly inmune to anything.

Will teast you for it. A lot.

Aguni ♤ 7/10

He does not show it but his stomach does a flip. Yes he gets nervous, if you start to touch his arm without notice or talk in that low tone.

Oh he knows.