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hey people! long time no post, sorry about that. This year became very chaotic and a lot has happened. Things in my personal and professional life have taken the front stage this entire year. However! I'm here to post again, since I've been inspired again. So here's to new posts!
Here we sit, on our sides that are separated by a blue circle and red x. Gi-hun and a few of the other players went off to capture the ringleader of these games. Wonder if they will actually pull it off?Â
âYou're nervous for player 388 huh?â Yong-sik asks and I nod.Â
âIâm nervous for all of them, what if this doesnât work Yong-sik?â I ask, and he looks at me sympathetically.Â
âThatâs a valid question, letâs just hope it does work so we can all go home,â He says and I nod. I glance over at player 100, an old man who has been questioning Gi-hun since red light green light. I sigh, just wanting him to leaveâŚ.all of those people with the blue circle to leave. But that means that theyâll be dead.
âDae-ho looked nervous already when he left,â I say and he nods.Â
âThey all did Y/N,â He says. Just as we continue to talk, I notice Dae-ho running in mumbling to himself. It looks like he is looking for something. Yong-sik walks over to him as well as I.Â
âWe need the magazinesâŚtheyâre in the pockets of the guards..â Dae-ho explains to the two of us and we help him gather the magazines. My hands shake as I walk over to the dead body of a guard. Iâm still not used to seeing dead bodiesâŚI donât think I ever will. I manage to get a few magazines and walk over to Dae-ho placing it on the jacket. He stands up and gives us a nod, as I can see his body trembling. My heart aches for him and I wanna say something to him.
âDae-ho,â I call out to him. He stops and turns around to face me. I walk over to him and give him a slight hug, the jacket with the magazines blocking our bodies from actually touching each other.Â
âBe carefulâŚâ I whisper and he nods, wrapping his arm around my waist.Â
âI will Y/NâŚâ He says, placing a kiss on my temple before leaving again. I watch him walk and make my way back to my bed, my head racing with thoughts. Not even two minutes later, I see him running back in. He briefly talked to me about his PTSD the other night when we both couldnât sleep.Â
Dae-hoâs POV
I canâtâŚ.I canâtâŚ.I canâtâŚ. Those words echo in my head as I bring my legs to my chest, my PTSD is making me crazy. I bury my face in my knees as my body trembles.Â
I failedâŚ.I failedâŚ.I failedâŚIâ
âDae-ho?â I hear a voice say. I look up and see Y/N looking at me. My voice shakes as I try to speak as she approaches me slowly.Â
âIâm sorry Iâm sorry Iâm sorry Iâm sorry Iâm sorry Iâm sorââ I keep repeating and she sits across from me.Â
âShhh shhh Dae-ho itâs ok..â She says and I shake my head as tears fill up in my eyes.Â
âI failedâŚ.Y/N I failedâŚâ I sayÂ
ââThey never got the magazines did they?â She asks and I shake my head. I cover my head with my hands, ashamed to even look at her.Â
Summary: going to the club to celebrate....what could possibly happen?
Warnings: drinking, mentions of drugs, slight smut
Y/Nâs POVÂ
I sigh as I look at myself in the mirror, Su-bong wants me to go to the club tonight. Him and Namgyu are hosting a party for Su-bong moving onto the next round of the rap battles. I smooth out my bodysuit and leather shorts, putting on my boots. Itâs summer time so it's a little humid out. After grabbing my purse, I head out towards the club. Once I get there, I walk over to the bouncer and he nods at me. I walk in and can hear the music thumping against the walls as I walk in.Â
âHopefully Thanos isnât high yetâŚâ I mutter to myself as I descend down the stairs. The smell of alcohol and sweat hits my nose, along with the blaring of the music. I make my way to the bar and order myself a drink, scanning the room to see the familiar purple hair that will stand out to me. I spot him and Namgyu at the vip section, laughing with drinks in their hands.Â
âY/N! Over here!â Su-bong yells over the music. I walk over to him and nod at the bouncer that is guarding the VIP section. He lets me pass and I step over to him, him pulling me into a hug. I hug him back and give Namgyu a small wave.Â
âYou made it seĂąorita,â He says with the same grin on his face. I give him a small smile and nod, hoping that tonight will go smoothly.Â
âOf course I would, wouldn't miss this for the world,â I say and he smiles, gesturing me to sit down. I sit next to Namgyu and Su-bong sits next to me. The night goes smoothly for the most part, Su-bong hitting his vape occasionally and chatting with me and others who join us.Â
âYou know you look good tonight,â Su-bong says, eyeing me up and down. I look at him as I feel my heart pounding in my chest.Â
âThanks..â I say. Him and I have been friends for years now, he always looked at the women he wanted to hook up with in that way.Â
âDonât look at me like that,â He says, whispering in my ear. I look at him confused and look at him.Â
âLike what?â I askÂ
âLike you want me to take you, make you mine,â He says, tucking some of my hair behind my ear and resting his hand on my hip.Â
âIâm not into hookups, you know that Su,â I say, moving his hand away. He pouts and pulls me closer to him. Â
âWho said this was a hookup seĂąorita?â He asks and I look at him dumbfounded.Â
âW-w-what?â I ask and he smiles.Â
âYou heard me, gorgeous,â he says with a playful grin, pulling me closer as he wraps his arm around my waist. Our thighs brush against each other, sending tingles of warmth racing through me. He trails delicate kisses up my shoulder, lingering at my neck, and across my cheek, before finally pressing his soft lips against mine. I kiss him back, and in that moment, everything feels so utterly natural, so right. My heart races as I think, God Y/N, what are you doing??? But just as suddenly as it began, the kiss is gone, leaving a whirlwind of emotions in its wake.
âTaste for later tonight,â he whispers, his voice laced with anticipation.
âFucking tease,â I say, coming off as more of a desperate whine. He chuckles and looks at Namgyu, signalling that heâs leaving. He nods, giving Su a slight grin before he grabs my arm, taking me to one of the dimly lit backrooms of the club. Once we are inside, he slams the door shut and pins me against it.Â
âGod, youâre absolutely breathtaking, Y/N,â he breathes, gently cradling my face in his hands. His gaze sweeps over every inch of my features and traces down my body, igniting a thrilling shiver that dances through me.Â
âSu-bongâŚâ I whisper, my voice trembling with longing, aching for the warmth of his touch, the intoxicating scent that envelops me, the electric brush of his lips against my skinâhis very essence is a balm to my soul.
"No more words are necessary my love....tonight IÂ Â Â will make you truly mine, and IÂ Â Â Â swear it with all my heart," he declares, his voice filled with unyielding determination.Â
(use your imagination for the rest my fellow delulu Squid Game lovers)
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This gameâŚ.what the hell is this game? You have to run into a room with a certain number of people within 30 seconds or get killed. Weâre on another round of thisâŚ.game. My heart is pounding with anticipation. I look over to see player 212 or Y/N standing next to me, the look of dread on her face.Â
âNext round, stick with me ok?â I say and she nods, looking at me with dread but also a mix of hope. As the music starts playing and the floor starts spinning, I grab her hand hearing Young-il saying the next round will be two people. I grip her hand, giving it a slight squeeze, reassuring her that I got her. I see player 333 holding onto Jun-heeâs hand so I know he will run with her. I look over to see Gi-hun eyeing someone to grab for the next round too. As soon as the voice said 2, I started running with Y/N, trying to get to a room as quickly as I could.Â
âIn here!â I yell over the chaos and rush into room 25. I slam the door shut once we get in there and put my body weight against the door.Â
âDae-ho,â I hear her say, her voice trembling. I make sure no one gets in before it locks behind me. I breathe out a sigh of relief, thankful we made it through this game alive.Â
âYou ok?â I ask her, looking into her eyes. I see the relief and fear in them, making me frown.Â
âDae-hoâŚI donât want to do this anymoreâŚâ She says, her voice becoming quiet.
âThen weâll vote to go homeâŚ.weâll go home together,â I say, pulling her into a hug. I feel her body against mine, sheâs so small compared to me.Â
âGo I hope we win that vote,â She says and I nod, hoping the same thing.Â
Y/Nâs POVÂ
The vote ended in a tieâŚ.a fucking tie??!!Â
âThis canât be real,â I say quietlyâŚfeeling an arm wrap around my shoulders. I look up and see that its Dae-ho, the only thing that's keeping me sane in this insanity of a game.
âIt is but we'll get through it,â He reassures me. I give him a small nod, not knowing if I will make it out of this game alive or not. After the vote, I sit down and eat my food, wondering what the next few hours are going to bring. Gi-hun and Young-il are sitting there not really touching their food. I frown and nudge both of them.Â
âYou both need to eatâŚâ I say softly and they give me a small smile.Â
âWeâll eat soon Y/N donât worry,â Young-il reassures me and I nod.Â
âYou know when we get out of here, weâre grabbing soju and dinner,â Dae-ho says with a smile. My cheeks heat up and I smile back, Dae-ho isnât bad looking and heâs help me feel sane along with Young-il, Jung-bae, and Young-il.Â
âI like that idea,â I say and he grins, tucking some of my hair behind my ear. I smile more and look up at him since heâs on the step above me.Â
âGood, you know, youâve kept me sane while we're here,â He confesses.Â
âI do?â I askÂ
âYes you do Y/N, more than you know,â He says move down a step, closer to me.Â
âYou keep me sane tooâŚand make me feel safe,â I sayÂ
âYou do sleep in the bed with me at night,â He says, grinning even more. I feel my cheeks heat up again and I giggle. After the first night, I couldnât really sleep so I snuck into Dae-hoâs bed. Weâve been a source of comfort for each other, which has helped my anxiety.Â
âYeah we do,â I giggle. He does something I donât quite expect but I donât complain about it either. He kisses me, not a quick one but a slow one, like the ones you see in movies when the leads kiss for the first time. I kiss back, humming against his lips and wrapping my arms around his neck. He grins against mine and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. After a few moments I pull away and rest my forehead against his.Â
Summary: you were sick and tired of all the secrets, so you confront him.
warnings: slight cussing, angst
Y/Nâs POVÂ
Growing up with the Hwang brothers always made things interesting. Everything was fine until In-ho's wife got sick, that's when things went downhill for the brothers and the entire family. Now itâs 2024, In-ho is still missing and Jun-ho wonât tell me what happened to him.Â
âJun-hoâŚâ I say, as I watch him pack his bag to look for that island again.Â
âDonât,â He says, shaking his head at me.Â
âJun-ho youâre driving yourself crazy trying to find that island again,â IÂ say as he packs some clothes. Heâs going away again but this time for the next five days. My heart aches for him but also am pissed that he wonât tell me what's going on.Â
âI have to find it Y/N, In-ho is out there,â He says, sounding more determined than ever.Â
âBut at what cost? Your sanity? Our relationship?â I ask and he stops packing and looks at me.Â
âY/N you know how much finding that island means toââÂ
âWhat about me? What about us?! Youâve been sneaking around, taking days off of work, quitting your job for fuck sakeâŚand for what?!â I yell, getting more frustrated with him by the second.Â
âYou wouldnât understandâŚheâs not your brother!â He yells back and I look at him hurt.Â
âI grew up with you guysâŚhe is a brother to me!â I yell back as tears fall down my cheeks. I hit his chest with my hand and he sighs.Â
âHeâs my brother too..â I say, quietly as more tears stream down my face. His gaze softens as he sees the tears.Â
âY/NâŚâ He says softly while looking in my eyes.Â
âI gave you timeâŚplease donât shut me outâŚtell me everythingâŚâ I say and he sighs, cupping my cheeks with his hands.Â
âPromise me you wonât tell mom,â He says and I nod.
âI promise Jun-ho,â I say. He hums and gives me a soft kiss on the lips. I kiss back, wrapping my arms around his waist. He deepens the kiss before pulling away, caressing my cheek with his thumb.Â
âIn-ho is aliveâŚ.heâs in charge of those games I mentioned to you,â he says and I look at him in disbelief.Â
âWaitâŚis that why you got shot?â I ask and he nods. âHeâs alive?âÂ
âYeah heâs aliveâŚtrying to find the island to bring him home,â He explains further.Â
âWill he though?â I ask and he hesitates for a moment.
âNo ideaâŚhoping he does in all honesty,â He saysÂ
âBring him homeâŚâ I plea. He gives me a determined look before giving me another kiss.Â
Summary: the reader is the significant other of Myung-gi (sorry to my player 222 fans). He hasn't contacted them in 6 days so they begin to wonder, if he will come back.
warnings: none
Y/N's POV
Itâs been six days since Iâve heard from Myung-giâŚ.six whole days of no contact and Iâm worried. He has never gone no contact with me in this longâŚI wonder why and Iâm worried sick. I havenât eaten in five days because of the nerves, something tells me that something happened. Little did I know shit did happen. I eat my dinner and try to maintain a calm demeanor and keep my food down. I sigh as I hear a knock on my door. I get up, hoping itâs Myung-gi and wipe my hands on my pants. Opening the door, I see him standing at the door but he has bruises on his face and a bandage on his hand.Â
âM-M-M-Myung-gi?â I ask, not believing that heâs standing right in front of me. He nods and gives me a small smile. I scowl at him and hit his arm, angry that he didnât even bother to contact me the past week.Â
âOw woman!â He yells, rubbing his arm. Asshole for not contacting me.
âSix days! Six days with no phone call or text?!â I yell as tears prick my eyes. He gives me a small, sad smile and makes his way into the apartment.Â
âI can explainâŚâ He says and I close the door.Â
âThen you better start talkingâŚâ I say. He explains to me the gamesâŚ.who he ran intoâŚhow it went. I look at him dumb founded, wondering if heâs telling me the full truth.Â
âSo youâre telling me that 456 people voluntarily went into these games and you were one of the lucky few who made it out alive?â I ask, not fully believing his story. He nods, the look of guilt on his face. I look at him and try to read him, to see if heâs lying to me. I only see sadness and guilt in his eyes, indicating that he isnât lying.Â
âYou idiot,â I say and hit his arm again.Â
âOw Y/N stop hitting me!â He yellsÂ
âWhat if you died in there?! I wouldnât have known what happened to youâŚ.I wouldn't even get your body backâŚâ I say, my voice shaking with pent up emotion. His gaze softens and pulls me onto his lap.Â
âIâm sorry loveâŚI just wanted to get out of my debt..â He says, softly. I knew he was in debt, it's one of the things he told me about when we first got together. His bitcoin investment falling from under his feet, him losing his followers.Â
âDonât do that again,â I say, as tears fall down my cheeks. He cups my face with his hands and gazes into my eyes.Â
âI promise to never do that again..â He says, rubbing his thumb on my cheeks.Â
âGood..â I say and I can tell more happened in the games than heâs telling meâŚmaybe one day he will tell me. But until that day comes, Iâll wait.
Summary: In-ho entered the game to mess with Gi-hun. Well, that was the original plan anyways. That is when he meets player 111 (you) and everything changes...
Warnings: slight obsession
In-hoâs POVÂ
Ha! Gi-hun really thinks Iâm just another player in the game. If he was paying any attention the last time, he would put the pieces together. Â
âWonder which game will be tomorrow,â I hear a voice say. I look up to see the most attractive person I have ever seen. I eat my meal and eye them, knowing what the next game will be but I have to keep it to myself.Â
â456 says that its Dolgona,â I say, taking a bite of my food.Â
âThe sugar game?â They ask and I nod. Too bad that's not true at all. I watch them take a bite of their food, the way their mouth moves makes me just wannaâŚ. No no no snap out of it In-ho youâre here for the plan, not to fuck a player. I look at their jacket and note that theyâre player 111 and they have a red X on their jacket.
âGuess we will see who survives Mr. 001,â they say, giving me a smile. I can't help but give them a small smile back, a genuine one. I watch them as they talk to player 388 and player 390, listening to bits and pieces of their conversation.Â
âFreeze!â Player 388 mimics Gi-hun during the red light green light game. I look over and see that 111 is giggling at 388âs attempt to be funny.Â
âBecame a big fan after that sir,â Player 111 says and Gi-hun gives them a small smile. I look between them and lean back on the step. During meal time, a fight breaks out between three players. I let it play out before I stand up to intervene. After taking down players 230 and 124, the crowd claps. I do a slight bow to all of them and walk back over to our group.Â
âThat was so bad ass 001,â Player 111 says. I smile at them and nod.Â
âThanks, they deserved it,â I sayÂ
âThat they did,â They sayÂ
âAh, to be young again,â Player 390 says, earning a chuckle from all of us. When lights out occurs, I slip away to my private apartment, my thoughts being consumed by them.Â
âIn-ho get your shit together, this will interfere with the plan,â I tell myself, going towards the player logs and search for this player that has consumed my thoughts. I grab the binder and flip through it until I land on player 111. Ahhh there they are, lets see what brought them to this game. I go through the page and find that they are in massive amounts of student loan debt. Thatâs a shame, they have a pretty face.Â
âWhy are you consuming me my dear Y/N?â I ask myself, wondering why Iâm caring for this person when I should be focused on taking down Gi-hun. I sigh and close the binder, knowing I should go back before lights out is over. I leave my apartment and make my way back to the dorm. As I make my way back to my bunk, I pass their bunk. I stop and admire their sleeping form for a few moments.Â
âPlayer 111, you are something else,â I say, quietly. I make my way back to my bed before they wake up. Lights out will be ending soon, and the next game will begin.
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I arrive at our shared apartment, spotting Y/N sitting on the couch glancing at a book. I smile and take off my shoes, putting my indoor ones on. She looks up at me and gives me a smile.Â
âHey love, how was your day?â I ask, slipping off my jacket and join her on the couch.Â
âGood, work wasnât that bad today, how was yours?â She asks. I sigh and wrap my arm around her shoulder, pulling her close to me.Â
âTiring, I just want to sleep and cuddle my love for the rest of the night,â I say, sighing dramatically. She giggles as I pull her onto my lap, the scent of her perfume hitting my nose. I sigh contently this time and nuzzle my face in her neck.Â
âYou know we still have to eat dinner,â She says. I groan and nod, removing my face from her neck.Â
âCan we just order take out?â I ask, hoping she will say yes. She nods, knowing that she doesnât want to cook either.
âOk love weâll do that, youâre paying,â She says and I smile, chuckling at her.Â
âYou got it love,â I sayÂ
Y/Nâs POVÂ
As I lay down in bed, I already see Dae-ho fast asleep. I smile and kiss his cheek before reading my book. I get halfway through the second chapter when I hear faint whimpering. I close my book and look over at Dae-ho, making sure heâs ok. He settled back to sleep and I think nothing of it. After doing some more reading, I close my book and turn off the light. Settling in bed, my mind drifts off to sleep. But suddenly, I hear a scream. I open my eyes quickly and turn on the light. My eyes adjust to the sudden light and I notice Dae-ho thrashing around in his sleep.Â
âDae-ho wake up,â I say, shaking his shoulder. His hand grips onto my arm painfully I wince. I see sweat start to form on his forehead and his face twitches in distress, heâs having another nightmare.
âDae-ho!â I yell, knowing me yelling his name worked the last time. His grip tightens more, causing more discomfort and pain to shoot through my arm.Â
âDae-ho wake up it's a dream!â I yell, more desperately this time. Tears form in my eyes, hating seeing him like this. If his stupid dad didnât force him to join the marines he wouldnât have ptsd. Dae-ho jolts awake, breathing heavy as sweat drips down his face.Â
âLove it was just a dreamâŚyouâre ok,â I say, softly. He looks at my frantic and notices his grip on my arm. He quickly moves his hand away and looks at the red marks.
âI d-d-did thaââÂ
âShhh it's ok I know you didnât mean to,â I say, cupping his face in my hands. He closes his eyes and leans into my touch, breathing shaky still.Â
âIt brought me back to that plaââÂ
âShhh just let me hold you,â I say, soothing his anxiety. He whimpers as tears start to fall down his face. He hugs my waist, resting his body in my lap. I rub his back and wipe the sweat off of his face with a towel.Â
Dae-hoâs POVÂ
I feel my body shake still, even laying in her lap. I close my eyes and use her being near me as a way to ground myself. Sheâs too good to meâŚI laid my hand on her..Â
âIâm sorry for hurting you,â I say softly, talking for the first time in a while. She hums and runs her hand through my hair.Â
âItâs ok loveâŚI know you didnât mean it,â She says but that doesnât ease my guilt.Â
âWhen I get like thatâŚstep away from me ok? So I donât hurt you again,â I say, looking up at her.Â
âItâs not going to hapââÂ
âPromise me,â I say, cutting her off, knowing she will argue this. She nods and looks into my eyes.Â
âI promise,â she says, helping me feel better about the situation. Thatâs when I vowed to never do that againâŚfor as long as I live.
Summary: after the events of episode 7, Gi-hun goes back to the dorm...but what awaits him there?
Warnings: season 2 spoilers, angst, unspoken feelings, guilt ridden Gi-hun.
Gi-hunâs POV
Heâs deadâŚ.heâs actually deadâŚ.Jung-baeâŚYoung-ilâŚall those men died and for whatâŚfor us to continue the games? We were so close and yetâŚ.we still lost. Is anyone even alive? Dae-ho? Hyun-ju? Y/N? So many thoughts in my head, where do I even start?Â
âG-g-g-Gi-hun?â I hear someone ask. I look up, not realizing Iâm back at the dorm already. I see Y/N looking at me with a worried expression.Â
âHeâs deadâŚ.Jung-baeâŚYoung-ilâŚtheyâre allâŚâ I say, muttering softly. I see Y/N making their way over to me. The look on Jung-baeâs face is still fresh in my head. I feel arms wrap around me and I bury my face in their hair. Silent sobs wrack my body again, just wanting this all to be a bad dream.Â
âGi-hunâŚyou did all you could,â Y/N says. So they're the one holding me.
âI couldâve protected him betterâŚ.I shouldnât have done it!â I yell, the guilt consuming me already. If we won, they would all be alive...I could take Y/N with me and we can start over together. They joined the number of reasons why I wanted to end the games in these short few days. The guilt will consume me if I don't do something...
âGi-hun! Blaming yourself wont bring them back from the dead!â They yell back.Â
âTheyâre rightâŚ.blaming yourself wonât bring them backâŚwe must fight on and bring him down still,â Jun-hee says, putting her hand over her bump. Maybe they're both right....
âHe already wonâŚâ I say, feeling lost.Â
âWe will figure it out,â Y/N saysÂ
âDoubt they will let us vote now,â Player 333 saysÂ
âYeah doubt it too, guess we shall find out soon enough,â Player 125 says, giggling like a school girl. I look at him like heâs insane.Â
âIgnore him, heâs high,â Player 333 says, earning a scowl from 125.Â
âMr., 456 sir,â Player 149 says and I look at her.Â
âIâm Guem-ja and this is my son Yong-sik,â She says, motioning to player 007.Â
âWe might as well get to know each other's names, yeah?â Y/N suggests and I nod.Â
After finding out from Gi-hun what had happened, I was pissed beyond belief. You mean to tell me that the Captain shot Jung-bae short range in the chest?
âThis is bullshit,â I sayÂ
âIt is but here we areâŚâ Gi-hun says and I look at him.Â
âScrew this place,â I say, getting up from my bunk.Â
âY/NâŚâ Gi-hun warnsÂ
âScrew this placeâŚ.and screw the captain for killing Jung-bae!â I yellÂ
âY/N donât,â Dae-ho warns againÂ
âYou gonna kill the rest of us?! Huh?!â I yell louder, in the direction of the camera that I know theyâre watching from.Â
âYou already killed Jung-bae, Young-il, Gyeong-seokâŚyou killed everyone!â I yell, feeling tears stream down my face. Sobs wrack my body as I feel strong arms wrap themselves around me. I turn to see Gi-hun with tears in his eyes.Â
âI want this to be overâŚâ I say, my voice trembling as I talk.
âWe willâŚwe will get this to be over and weâll go homeâŚyeah?â Gi-hun asks and I nod, clinging onto him. We hold onto each other for the rest of the nightâŚwaiting for what tomorrow brings usâŚand our friends who are alive.
Summary: It's been months since you and Jun-ho have seen each other. His obsession with that island driving you both part. Fast forward to now, it's the first time you're both seeing each other.
warnings: angst
word count: 803
Jun-ho's POV
Itâs been monthsâŚmonths since I broke up with Y/N. It was for the best, ever since I woke up from my coma. Ever since then, Iâve been looking for that island. That islandâŚwhere my own brother shot me in the shoulder when I refused to take his hand. Maybe I should have but the moment that happened, my mind drifted to her. She would start looking for me, I couldnât do that to her or mom. Mom already lost In-ho, she canât lose me either. The weather tonight is the same as the night we broke up, raining heavily making the roads slick if you arenât careful. Itâs summer time, the rain cooling down the humid air that clung to you like a sweater, suffocating you if you arenât careful.Â
âNo Jun-ho she moved so you should too,â I say, trying to convince myself. Parts of me accepts that she moved on but a part of me doesnât. A part of me hanging on to what we had, what we still have.
 I sigh as I drive home from work, I realize Iâm close to where she lives, one visit wonât hurt right? Right? Turning down her street, I park across the street and look up to where her apartment is. The lights are on, indicating that sheâs home but is she alone? Sighing, I look at the time. I cut the engine knowing I will be sitting here a while.Â
âJun-ho what are you doing?â I ask myself, finding myself stepping out of my car. I walk across the street and walk in as someone who is leaving. I make my way to the elevator and press the number of her floor.Â
I knock on your door, my heart racing in my chest. I tried to move on, went on dates but my mind always went back to her. Her laugh, her smile, her smell, the little noises she makes when she wakes up in the morning. The sounds she makes when sheâs turneed onâŚsnap out of it Jun-ho. My heart pounds louder as I hear the door open.Â
âHey..â I sayÂ
Y/Nâs POVÂ
âJun-hoâŚwhat are you doing here?â I ask, not believing heâs actually at my door.Â
âI know itâs been months but I wanted to see youâŚâ He says, quietly. My heart aches when I see him, part of me wants to jump into his arms and hug him. But another part of me is still bitter over the breakup.Â
âYou broke up with me Jun-ho..â I say, quietly too. He gives me a small smile and nod.Â
âI knowâŚ.may I come in?â He asks. Before I knew it, I nodded my head and he walks in, shrugging off his damp jacket. His damp hair is clinging to his forehead, making him more attractive than ever. I shake the thought of my head as soon as it came.Â
âWant some tea?â I ask him and he nods. I can tell heâs cold from the rain but he wonât admit it. I hand him a towel so he can dry his hair while I make the tea. A few minutes later, we are sitting on the couch facing each other. The rain outside coming down harder now, symbolizing my growing heart rate. He still makes me feel butterflies in my stomach even after all these months.Â
âWhat are you doing here?â I ask. He sighs and sets his cup down on the table.Â
âLook I know I ended things with you butâŚI tried to move on from you. But my mind is always drifting to youâŚespecialy when I tried dating someone,â He explains.Â
âStill looking for that island?â I ask, sounding more bitter than intending to. Him trying to find that island was driving a wedge between us. Mainly because he wouldnât tell me why, giving me a vague reason without telling me the actual reason why. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.Â
âYeah I am,â He says and I scoff.Â
âOf course you are,â I say, bitterly. He sighs and looks at me.Â
âI didnât come here to fight again Y/N,â He says, taking my hand in his. Feeling his hand in mine, brings back the memories of what we had.Â
âItâs always been you..â he says, moving closer to me. I look in his eyes and try to see if heâs trying to deceive me. Finding none, I relax into his touch and sigh.Â
âIâve missed you holding me like this..â I say. He smiles and pulls me closer to him.Â
âCan we start over?â He asks, looking in my eyes. I look into his and give him a small smile.Â
âYeahâŚafter you tell me the truth of why you want to find that island so bad,â I say and he nods.
Summary: After the vote after the second game. You are currently eating your meal with the team from the 6 legged race.
Warnings: none
How did I end up here? At first I didnât believe what 456 was going on about, no one really did. However, as the game progressed I couldnât help but to believe him. And here we are, stuck here for another game. My anxiety being at an all time high, considering we almost died. Somehow surviving two games so far has led me down a path that I know I will not be the same after. Me and a few of the other players, 001, 456, 388, and 390 are sitting down after the latest vote. The X patch on my jacket looming in front of me, knowing Iâm one of the 100 plus people who want to go homeâŚbut the other half want to stay.Â
âI think we should get to know each others names,â Player 388 saysÂ
âYou think so?â I ask, feeling 456âs eyes on me.Â
âYeah I do, Iâll go first. Iâm Kang Dae-ho,â He saysÂ
âIâm L/N Y/N,â I sayÂ
âThatâs a pretty name,â 456 says and I feel a blush creep up my cheeks. I glance over to see 001 giving me a slight smirk.Â
âIâm Park Jung-bae,â Player 390 saysÂ
âIâm Oh Young-il, whats your last name Gi-hun?â Player 001 asks. So thats Mr. 456âs name.Â
âSeong,â He saysÂ
âYour last name literally means last name,â Young-il jokes. I suppress my giggle and I look to see even Gi-hun is slightly amused by his joke. A smile smile spreads across his face, the first time I saw him since in this place. I mean, it is hard to smile when youâre surrounded by death.Â
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Lights out, which has grown to be my least favorite time of being here. You may think itâs the games themselves but its not. This time of day. Iâm alone to my thoughts and my anxiety. Sighing, I sit up and glance around my area of the dorm, seeing if anyone is up. I glance to see that Gi-hun is awake. I can tell heâs carrying a heavy burden just by looking at him. Queitly, I slip out of my bunk and walk over to him. He must have heard me coming since he looks up when I approach.Â
âMind if I join you? Canât sleep either,â I say and he shakes his head.Â
âPleaseâŚI could use the company,â He saysÂ
âGi-hunâŚwhy are you back in the games?â I ask and he sighs, giving me a sad smile.Â
âTrying to make it out of live with everyoneâŚ.well everyone that I can get out of here,â He says, sighing.Â
âThe ones who want to stayâŚyou trying to save them too?â I ask and he nods.
âEven themâŚthey are blinded by the money,â He says, hearing the sadness in his voice.Â
âEveryone in this place is blinded by the moneyâŚ.everyone is clouded by the debt we owe,â I say, trying to remind him of why he also came to this place for the first time. He looks at me and his gaze softens.Â
âHow much are you in debt?â He asks and I rub the back of my neck.Â
â45 millionâŚâ I say and he nods, looking at me like he understands.Â
âWhen we get out of here, we should grab some food,â He says and I smile, the prospect of getting out of here sounds promising.Â
âSounds like a plan to me,â I say and he smiles. Itâs a nice moment, despite us being here. Letâs just hope we both get out of here before we die.Â
Summary: it's been days since you won your squid games. You try to go back to normal but can you? That's when the man with the briefcase shows up in your life again.
Warnings: mention of blood. angst. reader questioning everything. curse word. slight PTSD.
After I called that number, my life changedâŚ.donât know if it's for the better or worse yet. Those gamesâŚlike what the hell? There were 456 people that entered those games...only I came out alive. I came home a few days ago, 45.6 billion won is a lot of money for one person. I sent the money to whom I owed money too. So how am I gonna spend this remaining 45.1 billion?? Everytime I look at that money, I canât help but think of the people who died in order for me to get it. It can fuck with someoneâs head and itâs fucking with mine.Â
âY/N just move on with your lifeâŚ,â I say to myself as I walk to one of the local cafes. When I walk in, the aroma of coffee and fresh baked goods hits my nose. I close my eyes and breathe in the scent before going to the counter. Ordering my tea and scone, I sit at a table and scroll on my phone. Sipping my tea, my mind drifts back to those games. When I close my eyes, I can still smell the blood and the popping noise of the gun shots. I hear someone clear their throat, probably to get my attention. Opening my eyes, the recruiter is standing in front of me, looking perfect as ever. Y/N noÂ
âTold you that I would find you beautiful,â He says, giving me the same smile he gave me weeks ago. His eyes still seem cold as ever, but there is something else there that I cannot quite place.Â
âCongratulations stalker,â I say, groaning at the fact that he found me but also pissed that it took him this long. Wait, why am I pissed about that? He frowns and sits across from me, putting his chin in his hands. I look at him, wondering what he could be possibly staring at.Â
âYou seemâŚdifferent.â He saysÂ
âYou would be too if you participated in those games,â I say, my tone is mixed with annoyance and a side of spite. He smiles and I just want to punch that pretty little smile of his.Â
âWhat will you do with this new found wealth?â He asks, with a slight smirk.Â
âItâs blood money you prick,â I say through gritted teeth, not caring if people heard me.Â
âBut still your money. You made it out of the dumpster victoriously,â He says, putting his hand over mine. I quickly take it away from him and shift in my seat. He pouts and leans back in his own seat.Â
â455 people died in order for me to get that money. Sorry if Iâm not jumping up and down, thanking the man who gave me the card," I start, looking directly at him. The look that he's giving me, one of sympathy makes me want to punch him even more. He brought me to the games, directly or not he's still responsible for my inner turmoil now.
"Thanking the men who run the games, thanking the wealthy white men who love to place bets on people who are in debt,â I say, not realizing tears are falling down my cheeks. My breathing becomes heavy as I grip the table trying to ground myself.Â
âYou let it haunt you,â He says, stating the obvious.Â
âYou would too if you lived out those games. Yes I paid off my debt but at what cost? My sanity?â I say, my breathing becoming even again and wiping the dampness from my cheeks.Â
âYou know you can become so much more than this,â He says and I laugh at him.Â
âAnd do what? Iâm not entirely sane anymore after those games.â I sayÂ
âTake the money and go somewhere,â He says and I shake my head.Â
âYou wanna know something messed up?â I ask and he leans in towards me more intrigued.Â
âIâve thought about you the entire time I was there,â I say, I look at him and he has no reaction to what Iâm saying. Of course he has no reaction, he sends countless people to those games every year. Why would I be so lucky or special to grab his attention? Then again, he did say he would come find me after the games...maybe something is there?
âThought you were bluffing when you said you would come find me and yet here you are,â I continued. He leans back into his chair and studies me for a moment before speaking.
âYou shouldnât be thinking about me, Iâm a dangerous man Y/N,â He says, sounding like he was trying to convince himself more than me. I smirk and lean back in my chair. Old me would be cowering in my seat but this new me. Who has seen the worst of humanity the past, accepts it.
âHave a knack for dangerous menâŚthese past few days I was surrounded by them in those games,â I say, cooly.
âAnd yet you outsmarted all of them, made it out alive,â He says
âBut at what cost?â I ask, not myself more than him.Â
âEverything,â He says, looking into my eyes. I look into his eyes and finally feel understood. Â
âThose games took everything from me, can never go back to my old self ever again,â I sayÂ
âMaybe thatâs not a bad thing,â He saysÂ
And maybe heâs right. maybe itâs not a bad thing at allÂ
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The Man With The Briefcase (Salesman x female!reader)
Summary: you decide to play with the salesman/recruiter, not knowing your life is about to change.
Warnings: slight stalking (it's the salesman we're taking about here), slight manipulation.
Y/Nâs POVÂ
I sigh as I make my way down the subway, another day another half dollar. The warm Seoul air creates a blanket of comfort, itâs not too humid and the uv index is not that powerful. Fixing my cap, I tuck a loose strand from my hair behind my ear. Adjusting the strap of my backpack, I wait for the next train home.Â
âYou want to play a game?â I hear a voice ask behind me. I turn around and see a man wearing a suit and a briefcase.Â
âDepends on the game,â I say and he gives me a small smile. He sets his briefcase on the bench behind us and opens it. Glancing, I see red and blue tiles, two piles of 50,000 won and one pile of 10,000 won.Â
âWe will play ddakji, when you win, I will give you 100,000 won. When I win, you give me 100,000 won. Deal?â He asks, with a small smile. I contemplate for a moment, I mean I am in debt that I need to pay so one round wonât hurt.Â
âDeal,â I say and put my backpack down. He grins and holds up the red and blue tiles. I pick the blue one since itâs one of my favorite colors. He throws his tile on the ground, I take a deep breath and throw my tile on his. Frowning, I look at the guy sheepishly and laugh nervously. He looks at me, and gives me a small smile.Â
âYou donât have the money?â He asks and I shake my head.Â
âNo I donât..â I say, nervously.Â
âYou can pay me with your body,â He says and I look at him like heâs crazy.Â
âWhat?â I ask, wanting to make sure I heard him correctly.Â
âPay me with your body but with slaps, shaving off the 100,000 won you owe me,â He says. I look at him, my mind racing with thoughts.Â
â100,000 won off per slap?â I ask and he nodsÂ
â100,000 won off per slap,â He repeats. After several rounds and several slaps later, Iâm walking away with 200,000 won in my pocket.Â
âYou can make even more money by playing games like this for a few days,â He says, handing me a card. I see the symbols on it a circle, square and triangle. Turning it around, it has a phone number on it. I look up to see him walking away. I grab my backpack and look back at the card again. Wondering if I should join, since I am 50 million won in debt. Getting on the subway, I make my way home. Knowing my life is going to change as soon as I dial that number.Â
A few days laterÂ
Walking home from work, I sense someone behind me. No not like in the Iâm in a crowded street of course someone is following me type of way. More in the way of I see him in the corner of my eye in this type of way. I turn the corner into an alleyway and hear footsteps behind me.Â
âYou know itâs rude to stalk people,â I say, turning around to see the man from the subway the other day. He smiles, but this smile looks different. A smile, more like a grin that wrinkles the sides of his face.Â
âSo you have figured it out,â He says, stepping closer to me.Â
âSeeing a man with a briefcase everywhere I go is hard to miss,â I say and he chuckles, stepping even closer but remains a good distance from me.Â
âGuess I have that effect, you have yet to call that number I gave you,â He says, like heâs stating the obvious.Â
âBeen thinking about it,â I say and he steps closer, his frame towering over me considering Iâm 5â5.Â
âI know youâre in debt,â He says and I look at him shocked,
âHow did youââÂ
âHave my connections,â He says, cutting me off.Â
âWhy have you been watching me?â I ask and he tucks a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. Feeling a shock of electricity between his finger and my neck, takes me aback but I donât show it.Â
âHave I?â He asks, his tone somewhat mocking me.Â
âThink we both know the answer to that,â I say, looking up into his eyes. When I look into them, I see a coldness that sends a shiver down my spine.Â
âSo beautiful..â He says, his voice dropping to a soft tone.Â
âIf I call that number?â I ask and he smirks.Â
âIf you call that number and win the money, Iâll come find you,â He says, his lips forming into a slight pout.Â
âCome find me?â I ask. He grins and rests his hand on my hip.Â
âYes come and find you sweet girl,â He says, looking into my eyes.Â
âWin the games?â I askÂ
âYes, win and I can give you everything you want and more,â He says, whispering it in my ear. The huskiness of his voice driving me over the edge. He almost has me convinced to call that number. He laughs a deep laugh and sighs, cupping my face with his hands.Â
âI will call that numberâŚâ I say and he smiles.Â
âGood girlâŚâ He purrs in my ear. I close my eyes and breath out a shaky breath. He lets my face go and walks away.Â
âGood luck,â He says, picking up his briefcase and leaving the alley, leaving me alone to my thoughts and the card thatâs in my pocket. Taking it out, I dial the number and wait for the tone.Â
âplease state your name and date of birthâ The voice says on the other end.Â
Summary: In-ho brings you (the reader) to the island for the first time. It's the same year where Gi-hun won the games.
Warnings: none
Y/Nâs POVÂ
He never fully mentioned his job, so me being here is a first. He did have me blind folded so I didnât know where we were headed. Typical In-ho, being secretive about his job even to me his girlfriend/boyfriend. Once we arrived and came to his private quarters, he took the blind fold off. He was explaining to me how his job worked and what he does for six days.Â
âSo this is the notorious Squid Games?â I ask as In-ho pours himself a glass of whiskey. I look at the monitor in his room, quite large.Â
âYes it is darling, this is where the trash are sent to fight for their lives,â He states, walking over to where Iâm standing. Handing me a glass of wine, I take it and look back at the screen. Seeing all these people with different numbers on them.Â
âTheyâre all in debt?â I ask and he nods, a slight scowl forms on his face.Â
âIn crippling debt Y/N,â He states, not tearing his gaze from the monitor.Â
âSo they play these games for 6 days, to win the money?â I askÂ
âYes enough questions, sit,â He demands and I sigh, knowing it's best not to argue with him. I sit on his lap. He smirks and wraps his arm around my waist, holding his glass of whiskey in his free hand.Â
âThe VIPs place bets on them?â I ask and he nods.Â
âYes, you can place a bet if you like,â He says and I look at him intrigued.Â
âHmm interesting,â I say and he chuckles at me.Â
âMine is on player 218,â He says and I see the player on the screen. A gentleman, probably in his mid forties. He is quite handsome. But another catches my eye for some reason.Â
â456,â I say and he looks at the screen.Â
âAh yes Seong Gi-hun,â He saysÂ
âYou know all their names?â I askÂ
âOf course, we keep a record of all the players,â He explains as the game commences on the screen. I watch in baited breath as the players try to make it across the line within 5 minutes. I shift on his lap and he tightens his grip around it.Â
âSit still,â He says with a hint of warning. I bite my lip a little and nod.Â
âWas just getting comfortable In-ho,â I say and he chuckles, his warm breath tickling my neck.Â
âBe a good girl/boy for me,â He says, moving my hair to the side. I tilt my neck so he has better access to it. He grins and kisses my neck, sucking on my pulse point. I giggle as I grip his jacket. He pulls away and shakes his head, moving my hand away from it.Â
âDonât wrinkle it,â He says, his eyes half lidded and full of lust and love.Â
âIn-ho,â I say, quietly. He smirks and runs his hand up my arm, kissing my shoulder.Â
âDoes my precious little one want attention?â He asks, his lips brushing up against my neck. My eyes flutter shut, gripping the back of the seatÂ
âIn-ho stop being a tease,â I say and he chuckles, pulling away from my neck.Â
âTonight I wonât be such a tease,â He says, moving me so Iâm straddling his waist.Â
âGood, I donât think I can handle it if you were doing that,â I say, my voice sounding more desperate than intended.Â
âDonât worry darling, the wait will be worth it,â he says. This man will be the death of me one day.