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you honestly weren’t fully sure how or why it came out, but news of your virginity caught your team’s attention— at least it certainly caught nam-gyu’s.

you would be lying if you didn’t admit that you actually hoped he would feel inclined to do something about it, so the excitement you felt later when you saw him approaching your bed was expected. you tried to make it seem like you hadn’t noticed him walking towards you, but nam-gyu wasn’t stupid.

“the hell was that about back there?” he asked, you looked up at him, still playing up the act of you totally not wanting him to do things to you during lights out that the guards surely wouldn’t approve of. “what do you mean? thanos asked a question.. i answered.” you responded, looking nam-gyu up and down in a fashion that 100% just gave your intentions away.

he scoffed, looking back to where his friend presumably sat, before kneeling down to meet you face-to-face. “yeah, i’m sure that’s it… and totally not because you want me to fuck you, right?”

you were taken aback by nam-gyu’s forwardness. he saw right through this poorly played-out “innocent” act of yours, and you really ought to have been ashamed.

but of course you weren’t.

you clearly had no shame in the way you squeezed your thighs together right in front of him— was part of you actually expecting him not to notice? “you mean you’d actually want to take someone’s virginity?” you ask, biting your lip as your mind cycled through several impure thoughts.

nam-gyu’s eyes widened, like he was pretending to be shocked at how horny you clearly were. he side eyed some people who were watching on from afar, before returning his gaze to your disheveled state. “you’d be surprised…”

you squirmed a bit in your seat with anticipation, feeling your heartbeat in your throat. you wanted to say something, anything, because you feared that if you didn’t… suddenly the offer would be off the table. your mind wandered to the point where you didn’t even realize you were hardcore staring at nam-gyu’s hands, which again did not go unnoticed on his part.

“what’s the matter?” he leaned in, snapping you back to reality, his voice dropping to a whisper, “realized you started something you can’t finish?”

you could have sworn he’d be able to hear your heartbeat with the way it was pounding in your ears. just as your eyes darted to his lips, that goddamn bell rang signalling thirty minutes ‘til lights out. before he left, nam-gyu leaned in to whisper something in your ear that got those butterflies working overtime in your stomach.

“don’t fall asleep.”

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it had been a few minutes into lights out, and you laid on your side— impatiently awaiting whatever it was that nam-gyu had planned. why would he have told you to stay awake if he wasn’t going to do something?

the minutes passed at lightning speed in your head as you began to worry that this was all a prank. it wouldn’t be far off for someone like nam-gyu, who you quickly learned was kind of an asshole during the short time you two had gotten to know each other. he and thanos were probably going to laugh their asses off in the morning when they saw your sleep deprived state; knowing that their nasty little plan had worked and—

“fuck, did you listen to a word i said?” you shot up at hearing nam-gyu’s voice behind you, a wave of relief washed over you. the look of panic was left behind on your face, to which he chuckled at— but that didn’t phase you. “thank god, i thought you weren’t gonna co—“

he bridged the gap between the two of you with a rough kiss. you could tell he was doing this to shut you up, so as not to blow your cover— but all your focus on that went out the window when he slipped his tongue between your lips.

you moaned into nam-gyu’s mouth as he laid you back into the stiff mattress, positioning himself between your now open legs all the while. he broke the kiss, taking in the sight of how hot and bothered he already had you.

“shit..” he gasped, his chest heaving ever so slightly, “you’re so fucking horny right now, aren’t you?” you nodded shamelessly, a raspy whine leaving your throat. you didn’t know if it was due to your lack of sleep or not, but it almost looked like nam-gyu was out of his depth with this one— like he hadn’t quite realized just how into him you actually were.

“you do realize how this looks, right?” he tilted his head, running his hands up and down your thighs; causing your body to shiver. “what.. what do you mean?” you stumbled over your words a bit, but given your current situation, who could blame you?

“you look desperate as fuck.” he whispered blatantly, now fully above you, holding himself up with his free arm as he let his right hand wander. “i mean, when we were talking before.. did you really not think i’d see you staring at my hands like that? i know you said you wanted me to fuck you, but some subtlety wouldn’t go amiss.”

you tried to pay attention to the words coming out of his mouth, you really did, but when he slid his hands beneath the waistband of your pants your brain went fuzzy. “how ‘bout you beg for my fingers, hm?” he teased, his hand ghosting over your panties as you squeezed your eyes shut.

“aw, don’t act shy now.. what happened to the desperate little slut i was just talking to?” his words were cutting, at least they should have been, but for some reason the way he spoke down to you made you feel something you’d not felt before. “oh, that’s right.. i almost forgot,” you could see the realization hit him, how could he have forgotten that you were a virgin?

you opened your eyes to give him a somewhat annoyed look, which he shot right back at you. “hey, don’t give me that. you’re pretty slutty for someone who’s never gotten fucked before.”

you wanted to retort with something clever, but you were too focused on wanting nam-gyu to fuck you into next week to be bothered.

“please.. i need it so bad…” you whimpered, bucking your hips up into his hand. he could have taken that and accepted it, but you know that it wouldn’t have been that easy— this was nam-gyu.

he laughed as he pulled his hand away, leaning in closer to you as you cried out at how unfair he was being. “need what? i’m gonna need to hear you say it.”

“need you t’ touch me, please.. i want you s’ bad..” he should have been very complimented, given the fact that he had only kissed you and you were already coming undone for him. without warning, nam-gyu slipped two fingers inside you, almost too effortlessly with how wet you already were.

you tried your best to keep it down, lest you wake any of the other players up with your pathetic noises— but nam-gyu still had to cover your mouth to silence you.

“fuck, at least try to be quiet.. don’t want anyone else to hear, right?” he may as well have been talking to the wall at this rate, your mind only focused on one thing— that being his fingers working absolute magic in your pants. with how fast he was going already, you were sure to cum soon. you both knew this, and of course nam-gyu wasn’t going to let you have it that easy.

you moaned desperately into his hand as he slowed down, rubbing circles into your clit while he did so. “such a good little whore, taking my fingers so well.. you’re sure you’ve never done this before?” he looked at you in a way that suggested he thought you were full of shit about being a virgin. you glared at him, at least to the best of your ability— before he pulled his hand from your cunt to slap your ass.

“usually, when someone asks you a question.. you answer them.” you looked up at him with tears in your eyes, as if you were silently begging him to keep fucking you with his hands. “…but i guess it’s better if you don’t say anything right now, huh.” you cried into his hand, before he decided enough was enough and you found his fingers back where you wanted them.

if this was telling for what was to come later on, than this was going to be a long night for you.

and you couldn’t wait.

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thank you for reading! you guys are gonna have to pry nam-gyu from my cold, dead hands atp great heavens

as always, any constructive criticism/advice on how to improve my writing is appreciated and requested! have a fantastic night/day lovelies 💋

thanos / choi su-bong (player 230)

⟢ your make-out sessions usually end with you guys dry humping. sorry 🫢

⟢ he’s not the type to sit there motionless while you do all the work, no. he’ll sink right into it, rolling his hips up into your own as you search for that friction— that pleasure

⟢ definitely down for some dirty talk, but who’s surprised by that.

“y’ feel that? how hard you make me?”

“fuck, ya’ haven’t even taken your clothes off and ‘t still feels like we’re fucking..”

⟢ matter of fact, you guys don’t even necessarily need to be making out for thanos to want to dry hump. if you ever take a seat on his lap, just know there’s always a chance he could feel the need to start grinding up into you— however subtle it may be

⟢ if you’re wearing jeans, he’ll hook his fingers between the belt loops and pull you into it

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nam-gyu (player 124)

⟢ oh, he is mean about outercourse— but let’s be real, when is nam-gyu ever nice

⟢ loves to watch you squirm beneath him as he rubs your pussy through your panties

⟢ he’s still on top when you guys dry hump, usually likes to have one or both of your legs over his shoulders while you guys grind together

⟢ the most you will ever hear him moan is during dry humping. its something about having all of you, right there, yet restricted by layers of fabric that drives him crazy. the first time you guys did this, you were surprised that those sounds were coming out of his mouth

“ooh fuck yeah, been needing this bad”

“ah shit, i can still feel how fucking wet you are through your clothes— what a pitiful little slut”

“oh fuck, yeah… just keep looking at me like that, fuck—“

⟢ if he’s feeling lazy, he’ll make you sit on his lap while he lays back and enjoys the show. at most he’ll rest his hand on your waist, but don’t expect much affection in these moments

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se-mi (player 380)

⟢ it’s interchangeable who’s in charge for outercourse, but if it’s se-mi’s turn— you guys won’t even need to strip for you to cum

⟢ loves the view of looking down at the pathetic little expressions you make while she’s on top of you, she also loves feeling you shiver whenever she touches your bare skin— still despite what you two are doing

⟢ even with how urgent dry humping feels, se-mi always tries to be romantic with it— as she is with any sexual act you guys partake in. this comes out in the endless streams of praise she showers you in

“just couldn’t wait— i had to have you like this..”

“you still make me feel so good, even when this is all we have time for”

“ugh, i can’t wait to fuck you proper later….”

⟢ will kiss over every inch of your exposed skin as you guys dry hump. what can she say? she gets very affectionate when she’s horny :)

⟢ if she’s feeling it, she might tease you by making it seem like she’ll move her hands between the fabric separating her from your pussy— she doesn’t usually follow through with this though

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gyeong-su (player 256)

⟢ he’s so desperate when it comes to dry humping, it’s actually kind of adorable

⟢ you usually initiate the whole thing by “innocently” rubbing your ass up against him when you guys are spooning, and if you consider stopping after you’ve started, he’ll insist by grabbing your hips and rolling his own into you himself

⟢ gyeong-su makes the cutest little whimpers as he buries his face in the crook of your neck as your grinding grows sloppier, the desperation really shining through in his voice

“oh fuck, my god you feel so good.. so good…”

“i just wanna fuck you s’bad… please lemme fuck you…”

“oh god, your ass is so perfect.. feels so perfect on me—“

⟢ as he has his face buried into your neck, gyeong-su will kiss and bite you all over in an attempt to distract himself from the pleasure you’re making him feel— an attempt that falls short, seeing as the sensation of him marking your neck up only eggs you on further

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park min-su (player 125)

⟢ surprise surprise, min-su is vocal when you guys dry hump

⟢ he’s so overwhelmed by the sensation of you grinding down onto his lap that all he can bring himself to do is plant his hands on your thighs and try his darnedest to hold out as long as possible— however, if you maintain a steady pace, he usually cums pretty fast from dry humping (no shame in that)

⟢ loves when you purposely drag him out, bringing him to what he thinks will be the edge, only for you to slow down and change things up. of course, he never wants these moments to end

⟢ his moans get so desperate, so slutty— it almost sounds like he’s on the verge of tears when you ride him through your clothes

“ah fuck, fuck! oh shit, can’t keep doing this— feels s’ good, ‘m so c—lose…”

“yeah, yeah… please keep riding me j’st like that— oh, fuck me…”

⟢ much like gyeong-su, min-su likes to have you as close as possible while you fuck him through his clothes. if he’s feeling desperate enough, he’ll slip his hands under your shirt just to feel your skin on his, to some degree

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thank you so much for reading divas! the squid game fandom may be slowly “dying”, but the people will have to pry this show from my cold dead hands

aa always, any advice/constructive criticism on how i can improve my writing is appreciated and requested. have an amazing day/night lovelies 💋

A= Aftercare (what are they like after sex?)

↳ loves being the little spoon when you guys cuddle. he likes when you play with his hair, telling him how good he was for you all the while

B= Body Part (their favourite body part of theirs + of their partner)

↳ he doesn’t necessarily have a favourite body part of his own, if he had to decide at gunpoint— he would probably pick his hands. however for you, he always tells you he loves your eyes. he really likes your thighs too, but that’s neither here nor there

C= Cum (anything to do with cum, honestly)

↳ his moans get really raspy as he gets closer, he also has the tendency to become unintelligible in his words

D= Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs, woah no way)

↳ likes it when you dig your nails into his back, that’s one way to make him moan like a slut

E= Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

↳ he’s not very experienced, that’s not to say he isn’t good in bed, though. he’ll want you to talk him through it so he knows he’s fucking you right

F= Favourite Position (this one speaks for itself)

↳ feels more comfortable on the bottom— he’s definitely a cowgirl lover.

G= Goofy (are they more silly or serious in the moment?)

↳ not sure if this applies, but he tends to laugh when he’s nervous. this comes through when he’s overwhelmed by the pleasure of you fucking him, and he’s actually really embarrassed by it

I= Intimate (how are they in bed? the romantic aspect)

↳ he always tries to tell you how much he loves you, and loves when you return the favour. rest assured gyeong-su will stay letting you know how good you feel around him

J= Jack Off (masturbation headcanons)

↳ likes to overstimulate himself WHO SAID THAT I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS—

K= Kinks (one or two kinks of theirs)

↳ overstimulation, begging, PRAISE, mommy kink if you squint

L= Location (their favourite place to do the do)

↳ lowkey gets off on the adrenaline of having sex while there’s people in the next room

M= Motivation (what turns them on? what gets them going?)

↳ you touching him 100%, especially when you put your hands up his shirt as you guys make out

N= No (things they won’t do)

↳ non-con and hate-fucking

O= Oral (their opinions on giving + receiving, how skilled they are etc.)

↳ he’s more comfortable getting it, but even still, he tries to hide his face and the sounds he makes while his dick’s down your throat

P= Pace (are they fast and rough, slow and sensual?)

↳ you’re definitely rougher on him than he is on you, and he loves it that way

Q= Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often?)

↳ despite what some may think, gyeong-su would for sure love a quickie— again with that adrenaline aspect

R= Risk (are they game to experiment?)

↳ contrary to how he may seem, he’s definitely up for some experimenting. as long as he gets to end up inside of you, he’s a happy camper

U= Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

↳ he’s super awkward when he tries to tease you, it’s cute actually. what’s cuter, though, is how flustered he becomes when you tease him— those little giggles coming out from how nervous you make him

V= Volume (how loud are they? what do they sound like?)

↳ he’s a whiny little fucker, that’s for certain. on the rare occasion where he’s on top, he’ll be begging you to keep going after you’ve both orgasmed a few times.

“c’mon baby, just one more f’me— i need it, please”

W= Wildcard (a random headcanon)

↳ his neck is really sensitive, do with that what you will 😈🙏

X= X-Ray (what’s going on under those clothes?)

↳ he’s pretty slim, but at the same time you can tell he works out. he’s on the longer side when he’s hard, around 7-7 1/2”

Y= Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

↳ gyeong-su has absolutely no shame when it comes to begging— if he’s horny enough, he’ll be on his knees for you without question

Z= Zzz (how fast they fall asleep after)

↳ he’s quick to fall asleep in your arms. he always feels bad for nodding off so soon, though. again, another adorable trait of his

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OMG THIS REQUEST TOOK ME TOO LONG TO FULFILL, I TRULY APOLOGIZE. even though this took so long to come out i hope you still enjoyed this read! thank you to the anon who submitted this request :)

have a spectacular night/day lovelies 💋

you thought you hated thanos. i mean, how could you not have. sure he was quite the sweet talker, and there were a few times you felt slight butterflies when he called you “señorita”— but his overly smug nature overpowered that. the way he and that loser friend of his would always corner weaker players and force them to succumb to voting their way boiled your blood.

you hated how he got away with being a douche to those he didn’t like; you hated how he acted like he was the greatest thing since sliced bread; you hated that he of all people was the person you wound up being stranded with post the “X” vote winning; in short, you hated him.

so that’s why, when you found yourself making out with him— you were beyond shocked.

you can’t deny that you were totally immersed in the kiss, feeling his hands roam your bare skin as he pulled you onto his lap— it was like the two of you forgot just how much he got on your nerves in the entirety of the games.

i mean, how could you not cast those feelings aside as he rolled his hips up into yours, drawing a raspy moan out of you as you felt just how hard he was. you followed his lead, grinding down onto him while he guided your hips with a firm grip. the sounds he was making only made you ache for him more.

“fuck, senorita.. maybe you didn’t hate me that much..” thanos bit his lip, bucking his hips up into you suddenly; a loud whimper pulled from your lips. “oh god, y—ou… you’re so..” “so what?” he echoed, tilting his head back with a groan as your pace grew sloppy. “shit, you’re already falling apart and we haven’t even fucked yet..”

you forgot what it was you were trying to say to him, a potentially witty quip lost to a hot session of dry humping. just then, thanos held your hips to a stop. you whined, trying to move again but he held you down too firmly.

“sorry baby, but don’t you wanna fuck me?” you were so blissed out already, all you could do was nod your head in a somewhat sensical manner. he tapped your hips lightly, signaling you to get off his lap before he began undoing his pants. “alright, i’ll fuck you good then..”

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and did he ever hold true to that statement. in mere moments, thanos had your legs over his shoulders while he fucked you senseless. you’d never been so loud having sex with someone before, but then again, no one’s ever fucked you quite like this.

you could tell he was trying to mask his own noises, but every so often a moan or whimper would slip and it drove you up the wall. he definitely took notice, it was hard to miss your pussy squeezing down onto his dick every time you heard him whine for you.

“yeah? d’ you like when i moan for ya’? fuck, you’re such a little slut, squeezing around my cock like that, you know?” his degradation may as well have fallen on deaf ears, you were past vocalized response at this point— well, anything beyond moaning, that is.

his pace was unbelievable, pounding into you senselessly as if he had been waiting to jump your bones since your first meeting after red light, green light. you felt as though you were on cloud nine and you never wanted to come down.

yeah, if anyone had told you that you’d be happily getting dicked down by the one person you thought you hated before— you’d have laughed in their face.

but who’s laughing now?

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hey y’all! i feel like i’ve been posting few and far between and i apologize for that, works been busy and i have been struggling with some personal matters but i tried my best to pull together a post for you all!

to the anon that requested this i apologize if this was shorter than you hoped for but i truly hope you enjoyed reading! thank you for trusting me with your request 💌

have a fantastic day/night lovelies 💋

“— i don’t even know what day, what month, what year it is at this point. we’ve been out here for too long to tell, the only sensical way to acknowledge the passage of time now is when the leaves begin to change and game becomes harder to find. we’ve lost so much, people and inanimate things alike. too much. we’ve had to do unthinkable things just to stay alive, dignity is a foreign concept at this point. on top of that, i’ve lost faith in any sliver of a chance that rescue is coming. even if it does, it won’t matter. we’re doomed anyway. rescue won’t save any of us from the guilt that haunts us all.”

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“— here comes player #5, and that’s a sweep for the ages right there!” the announcers were almost as hyped as the crowd. this was the finals qualifying game after all, and so far the Seoul University Hammerheads were crushing the opposition. not a single spectator was surprised, the Hammerheads were known for being the best in the game. player #5, cho hyun-ju was demolishing the field, passing the ball between herself and player #6, the central midfielder se-mi.

“C’MON GUYS! KILL IT!” dae-ho, the goalie, could be heard by all from across the battleground. se-mi pushed her way past the opposing midfielders, her rhythm calculated and uninterrupted

until—

“OOOH, that had to hurt! player #6 takes a fall we won’t soon forget!” the announcers declare se-mi’s trip up on the field— earning a dramatic gasp from the crowd. “se-mi!” hyun-ju called out in distress. she was hurt, but there was no time to waste, and se-mi knew that. “the ball! get the ball!” hyun-ju swiftly snaps back to the present, but it was too late for her, the opposition was making a resurgence over the halfway mark of the field. but there was just one thing hyun-ju seemed to be forgetting, the wingers.

players #7 and #10, thanos and nam-gyu respectively, were granted full permission to roam across the entire field as the left and right wingers— and they were currently using that ability to their full advantage. the duo worked in tandem, surrounding the opposing player actively in possession of the ball, their taunting tactics giving the announcers a field day. “just when tensions were getting high, double trouble’s back with players #7 and #10 circling player #3 like the sharks they are!”

“where d’ya think you’re going?” thanos taunts, ramming into player #3 in an attempt to make them falter. when the effort seemed to be in vain, nam-gyu closed in on their prey’s free side, nudging them repeatedly. “c’mon! just give it up already!” these two were relentless, and just when #3 was going to make their move, their confidence was shot and they stumbled, finally allowing thanos to grab the ball.

“who’s surprised, double trouble comes out victorious! now, player #7 takes the ball and he runs with it, let’s hope he doesn’t get ahead of himself again!” thanos ignored the announcer’s recall, and booted the ball across the field— as far as the Hammerheads were concerned, they weren’t out of the woods yet but at least the play was back in their hands. the brief moment of relief washed away from the crowd and a collective sense of tensity rose when everyone saw who now had the ball.

“things aren’t looking so hot for the Hammerheads anymore, they gave Butterfingers the ball!” player #4 rolled his eyes at his unfortunate nickname, before taking off; preparing himself for his big shot. “myung-gi!” hyun-ju called from across the way. “over here!” she waved her arm in the air to get myung-gi’s attention— but it was no use. he had a feeling that this would be the shot to rid him of that stupid “butterfingers” nickname. he dismissed hyun-ju and kept at it, preparing himself for what he felt would be the winning shot. his blood ran hot with adrenaline, the ringing in his ears completely tuning out the screams from his teammates to fall back.

“what the fuck is he doing?” nam-gyu groaned, running his hands down his face in defeat.

“myung-gi! stop it, you asshole!” se-mi cried out, trying her best to block the opposition from getting to myung-gi on his suicide mission.

the teams efforts were futile, myung-gi was set in his way and he had all the confidence in his shot. the crowd stayed on the edge of their seats, knuckles white with anticipation as he picked up his pace, reared back and…

missed the shot. missed the shot so badly, opposing player #8 came in possession of the ball. a wave of embarrassment flew over the Hammerheads’ attacking midfielder as he heard the jeers from his teammates. but just as quickly as #8 got the ball, the Hammerheads’ striker, gyeong-su dethroned them with surprising ease. the crowd took a collective sigh of relief before gyeong-su dashed through the remaining opposing players and made a clear shot into the goal.

“ladies and gentlemen, player #9 has done it again! he’s saved the game for the hammerheads and THATS A WRAP! GOAAALLLL” the cheering heard from the crowd had grown so loud, the entirety of Seoul was sure to hear it. hyun-ju and the others made a mad dash for gyeong-su as the team ecstatically celebrated their guaranteed entry to the finals.

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the men’s locker room was bustling with energy, that post-win energy rush was one to be relished. they were absolutely ecstatic, already reminiscing the close-call play.

“shit, gyeong-su, you crushed it out there boy!” thanos commended, high-fiving the striker. “oh haha, it’s no worries. just did what i had to do!” gyeong-su awkwardly laughed off thanos’s comment, rubbing his neck, embarrassed by the positive attention. “nah man, if you hadn’t come through like that— butterfingers over there would have lost us the qualification.” nam-gyu snarked, his gaze flicking over to myung-gi— who was somberly changing back into his regular clothes, trying his damnest to ignore the death glares double trouble were giving him.

“why’d you even try that shot, huh? everybody here knows you can’t score for shit.” nam-gyu attempted to rile myung-gi up, to which the latter scoffed. “i don’t know, i just had a feeling-“ “well next time you have a feeling, keep it to yourself.” thanos interrupted, earning a poorly-hidden chuckle from nam-gyu. myung-gi mumbled something unintelligible under his breath, which tipped thanos off.

“what’s that? you got something you wanna say to us?” he asked, approaching myung-gi and whipping him around by his shoulder. “woah, woah guys! let’s not spoil the mood here.” dae-ho interjected just in time, putting himself between what could have been a pointless altercation. “we won! let’s focus on the good part here!”

“he’s absolutely right about that!” one of the two Hammerheads coaches, seong gi-hun praised as they appeared in the locker room. “alright boys, gather up!” the players formed something of a semi circle in the confined space around their two coaches; the upbeat gi-hun and the more stone-faced hwang in-ho, who despite the current circumstances looked less than amused.

“i just wanted to let you all know how proud we are of you guys. this is finals we’re talking about, you should all pat yourselves on the back— because you earned it!” gi-hun’s singing of their praises drew smiles on the boys’ faces, collective chatter buzzing amongst them. before long, he brought them all back down to earth. “now, finals isn’t for another few weeks— so even though you guys crushed it today, don’t scrimp on your training! now more than ever we need to give 110% to practice, is that clear?”

“YES SIR!” the boys answered in an unusually militaristic fashion, a bout of laughter breaking through at the collective jinx they all did. “all right, all right.” gi-hun laughed, turning to in-ho, who’s demeanour had not changed in the slightest since they entered the room. “now coach hwang and i have some things to discuss, but you boys have a good weekend— and we want to see you same as always next monday.” with that, the brief post-game pep talk drew to a content conclusion.

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“you coddle them too much.” in-ho commented, sitting back in his office chair. gi-hun let out a dismissive sigh as he closed the door behind him, making his way over to his own desk. the afternoon sunlight broke through the cracks of the blinds and flooded the coaches’ office, bringing a warm ambience to the room and a boost to gi-hun’s already cheerful mood. “i’m not coddling them! they did well today, even you have to admit that.” he gestured over to his stern looking companion, who raised an eyebrow.

“oh really? if you weren’t coddling them, then how come you didn’t bring up that absolutely inappropriate play by myung-gi?” in-ho leaned forward, hands clasped together. gi-hun looked off to the side with a puzzled expression. “ah, i didn’t want to beat a dead horse. you know those boys already give him such a hard time for his impulsivity.” once again, gi-hun waved off in-ho’s skepticism as he sat down into his own chair, leafing through the papers another teacher left on his desk that morning. in-ho exhaled sharply, lips curled in exasperated frustration.

“that impulsivity just about lost them, us, nationals— you can’t just shrug that off, gi-hun.” in-ho persisted. gi-hun looked to his co-coach, conflicted. “what are you saying we should do here?” he had a feeling he knew what in-ho was getting at, but he didn’t agree whatsoever.

“we can’t afford a stunt like that, not again and especially not at finals,” in-ho started, gi-hun shook his head; shutting him down before he had the chance to say it outright. “no, no. i’m not telling myung-gi he can’t come to finals— it wouldn’t be right.”

“and why not? he’s been so erratic on the field, he wants to make that goal but he isn’t equipped with the skill set to make such a rash decision on the spot like that. if we do this, we’ll be doing that boy a favour.” gi-hun looked upon in-ho with disbelief. “a favour? is that really what you think?” in-ho nodded, turning to look out the window, or at least, past the blinds.

“if we do this, that boy will be crushed.” gi-hun leaned forward in his own seat, voice dropped to a whisper despite the lack of prying ears. “he’s been working just as hard as any of them.”

“if only it were more obvious.” in-ho finalized, his words cutting through gi-hun like a knife; silencing him as he sat back into the chair with an air of defeat hanging over his shoulders.

in-ho stood up, and walked towards gi-hun’s desk. “we have two people who could stand in for him, numbers aren’t a problem.” gi-hun stared vacantly, not meeting his co-coaches gaze whatsoever. in-ho’s words fell on deaf ears, before he snapped his fingers to regain gi-hun’s attention.

“i know you don’t want to do this, but it’s how it has to be. if you think the team is on that boy’s back now, just think how much worse it’ll become when he costs them the finals win.” “if.” gi-hun interjected, rising from his seat; now making direct eye contact with in-ho. “if he costs them the finals. have some faith, in-ho.”

⋆ ★

meanwhile, the women’s changeroom was a lot quieter than the men’s, with their boisterous cheering breaking through the cracks of the door. the girls were happy, don’t be mistaken— there was just less of them than there were of the boys. se-mi looked to the team’s unsung centerback, jun-hee, who seemed out of it.

“finals, that’s pretty crazy huh?” she tried to bridge the gap between them, approaching the sullen girl as she pulled her sweater over her head. jun-hee looked up at se-mi, a plain expression painted on her face. “i guess so.” se-mi’s face twisted into a look of confusion as she pursed her lips together, trying to figure out why jun-hee was so blasé about them literally just qualifying for finals. se-mi wasn’t the only one thrown by her teammates nonchalantness; one of the team’s benchwarmers, young-mi, came around the corner just then.

“you don’t even look a little happy! you guys worked so hard out there, everybody loved you.” young-mi sang in her typical cheerleader fashion. she absolutely adored being apart of the team, but the trouble was she usually spent most of the time sat on the sidelines. she didn’t mind however, as her powerful cheers alongside the team’s other benchwarmer, min-su, were motivation enough for their team to keep playing— at least that’s what gi-hun always told them.

“that’s easy for you to say.” jun-hee said, her gaze turning to young-mi, before closing her locker. “you guys don’t actually have to do anything.” both se-mi and young-mi were taken aback by jun-hee’s harsh words. “woah, that’s not cool.” se-mi commented, her brows furrowed in slight disapproval. jun-hee sighed, looking to young-mi who’s manner had certainly changed. she felt guilty about what she had just said, but instead of apologizing she just gathered her things and walked out— brushing past hyun-ju who had just emerged from one of the stalls.

“young-mi, are you alright?” the defending midfielder asked the substitute, approaching her and se-mi. young-mi swallowed the small lump in her throat before looking up to hyun-ju with a somewhat forced grin. “yeah, i’ll be alright.” “i’m sure she didn’t mean anything by it— something’s going on cause she’s been off for a few days now.” hyun-ju reassured as she looked towards the doorway. se-mi exhaled sharply before returning to her locker. “still, she doesn’t have to take it out on young-mi.”

“i don’t think she’s doing it on purpose, se-mi.” hyun-ju rebuked, before letting out a light sigh. “but you’re right, that was uncalled for.” the girls knew that hyun-ju was right in what she said before too, something was off about jun-hee but they haven’t been able to figure out what it was.

★ ⋆

jun-hee slumped onto her bed, phone in hand. she stared vacantly at the open screen of messages between her and myung-gi. her eyes repeatedly going over the text she sent last— two days ago.

“it’s positive.”

she wasn’t surprised that “Read: Wednesday” was all she got in response, but it hurt just the same. their relationship was six months strong, and they had been physical for three of those six months— yet, myung-gi was still shit with committing to certain things. it had been two whole days since he found out she was pregnant, and he hasn’t said a word about it.

jun-hee hoped that he didn’t breathe a word of this to anyone else, but knowing myung-gi— he had surely told his friends that they had hooked up. he was such a loser that way. if that wouldn’t make her the laughing stock of the team, jun-hee would be shocked. no one exactly knew of her relationship with the team’s screwup, and she hadn’t planned on changing things from their lowkey status. a pregnancy was sure to switch things up, however.

she felt foolish. she felt foolish for telling myung-gi at all, and she felt foolish for disregarding a condom. all of her feelings were bottled up and she just wanted to curl up into a ball— shutting out the rest of the world and her problems in the process. in a fit of frustration, she threw her phone across the bed; the clatter of it colliding with the ground echoing in her ears. jun-hee curled her legs into her chest, irritated tears rolling down her cheeks.

⋆ ★

“alright guys, look alive!” gi-hun called out to his players, signalling the beginning of their final practice before nationals. the rowdy bunch gathered to attention for their favourite coach.. and in-ho. “hopefully you guys stayed diligent with training over the weekend, we can’t afford to lose our touch!”

as gi-hun ran through the plans for practice, over on the bleachers the assistant coach, jung-bae, and the team’s equipment manager, seon-nyeo, spectated. “it’s nice that they have the substitutes on the field this time, should be good for those kids.” jung-bae noted in his usual cheerful manner. seon-nyeo nodded in agreement. “yes, i foresee them being very useful in our time away— the odds will be in their favour, to be sure.” the way she spoke so ominously about things rubbed jung-bae the wrong way, he felt bad but she just truly unnerved him.

“yeah, something like that…” jung-bae looked towards the field so as to distract himself from the disconcerting nature of the team’s somewhat estranged equipment manager. he wasn’t alone in his awkward feeling about seon-nyeo; most of the team really found her presence to be a intimidating one. however, she insisted that her prayers had helped the team win time and time again— and the track record did line up. the coaches weren’t superstitious, but they also felt like it would be better if she came with them.

back on the field, in-ho set some ground rules for their last practice. “i don’t want anybody ganging up on the opposing team— we played dirty last friday and that was fine, but we need some new strategies, otherwise you’ll become predictable.” everybody glanced over to double trouble. thanos scoffed. “man, where’s the fun in that? if it’s what we’re good at AND what’s helped us win— why change it?”

“because for finals, you need to play fair. and on top of that, the whole point of today’s exercise is team building— ganging up on anyone today would sort of defeat that purpose, okay?” gi-hun was raising fair points, and eventually thanos and nam-gyu begrudgingly agreed to lay off their usual tricks. once everyone was seperated into their teams however, in-ho approached double trouble unbeknownst to gi-hun.

“you two, listen up.” he beckoned the boys into a makeshift huddle, dropping his voice to a whisper. “i know what i said before, but there’s someone on the field who you two could stand to rough up.” nam-gyu’s eyes widened in anticipation. “oh yeah? you mean butterfingers?” the three of them looked out to see myung-gi adjusting his pinny while talking to dae-ho. in-ho redirected their attention back to him with taps on the shoulder.

“now i’m not talking anything out of line, restrain yourselves.” he began, earning a sigh of disappointment from the duo, “but.. i think he needs to learn how to make quick decisions on his feet. if he’s in a high stakes situation, for instance, being cornered by the likes of you two..” the boys fist bumped in a chuckle as he pointed out their aggressive nature, “..he’ll be more likely to act less selfishly, he’ll figure he can’t do it on his own, so he’ll—“ “call in backup?” thanos interrupted, warranting a quick glance from in-ho before he resumed. “essentially.”

“we could do that.” thanos looked to nam-gyu, who was all-too-eager to give myung-gi a hard time. it was settled, in-ho patted the pair on the back before sending them off. “just don’t go-“ “don’t go overboard, yeah yeah, we got it!” nam-gyu practically waved his coach off as they ran onto the field.

and so, with the blow of the whistle— the play begins. it was smooth sailing for the first 2 minutes, and then myung-gi got the ball. thanos closed in on his target, and just as myung-gi was picking up his momentum, thanos began to shove the guy; attempting to throw him off. it didn’t take long for myung-gi to lose the ball, which thanos swept up with ease. gi-hun blew his whistle, halting the play. “keep it together out there, myung-gi!”

“the fuck was that?” myung-gi fumed. “coach said no ganging up!” thanos laughed, nudging myung-gi as he walked past. “how was i ganging up on you? that’s just how the game works, boy.” myung-gi glared daggers at the purple-haired douche as he jogged back to his place on the field. he couldn’t let those assholes get to him, not now.

more whistleblows and bouts of nam-gyu and thanos individually taunting the attacking midfielder ensued. gi-hun looked puzzled as another swift play flew past of double trouble giving myung-gi lots of trouble. “what’s up with those two— they’ve been targeting myung-gi this whole time..” he looked over to his co-coach, who looked calculatingly onto the field. “what’s going on?” in-ho met gi-hun’s gaze, slightly confused. “why are you so worried? they’re doing their job.” gi-hun shook his head in disbelief. “their job? they’re going too hard, i have to stop this-“ just as he reached for his whistle, in-ho stopped him.

“wait, look at this.” he gestured out to the field, where things seemed to be turning around.

myung-gi’s blood was coming to a boiling point with those two, and he saw red as he bodyslammed nam-gyu to retrieve the ball. hyun-ju called out in confusion, but it went amiss on myung-gi’s ears once again. he had just about had it with those boys, and he had decided that this ends now. despite being down a man, thanos was still hot on myung-gi’s heels— trying and failing to steal the ball. whether it was the adrenaline from his aggravation, or motivation via sheer rage, it didn’t matter. myung-gi was stopping for no one. “this is just like last time you know!” thanos taunted, nudging into myung-gi again. “you think you’re gonna make the goal, but you never will! you’re nothing!” “SHUT UP” myung-gi hollered, booting the ball with all his might. for a moment, there was silence, and then..

“NO FUCKING WAY!”

dae-ho called out, followed by gyeong-su running up behind myung-gi and tackling him in celebration. “holy shit dude, you made it! you scored!!” myung-gi was overwhelmed as his team ambushed him with celebratory praise. even jung-bae and seon-nyeo ran onto the field in excitement, everyone rejoiced as the impossible had just happened. gi-hun and in-ho made their way through the huddle to congratulate the unlikely hero of today’s practice.

“well done, myung-gi—“ “we knew you had it in you.” in-ho uncharacteristically interrupted gi-hun, to which the latter looked upon the former with bewilderment. “hah.. thanks coach..” myung-gi was beyond out of breath, and the wave of happiness had rushed over him.

afterwards, as the group celebrated, jung-bae noticed gi-hun’s nature to be surprisingly somber. he approached his friend and sat down next to him on the bench.

“what’s the matter? you’ve been advocating for this kid all year, i thought you’d be the one celebrating with the rest of them!” he inquired, patting gi-hun’s back to get his attention. gi-hun despondently looked to the assistant coach, befuddlement still lingering in his eyes. “i don’t understand in-ho sometimes, he was so hard on the boy before… i just don’t get why he’s acting like he never doubted him.” jung-bae dismissed gi-hun’s skepticism.

“ah, don’t worry about it. that man is an enigma, we never really know what he’s thinking.” gi-hun exhaled in acceptance. “i guess you’re right about that…” he looked over to the group, where in-ho had been commemorating myung-gi on his efforts— for a moment, it seemed as though the two had switched places.

“what you need to do right now though, is go up there and be the happy gi-hun those kids love! now more than ever having two happy coaches will be a great morale booster.” jung-bae ordered, ushering gi-hun out of his impromtu sulk. “besides, we leave for finals in a few days, it’s best to leave those skeptical feelings behind!” gi-hun knew that his friend was surely right, so he did just as jung-bae said and picked himself back up for his team.

★ ⋆

moods were high, anxieties were even higher— the flight for finals was today. the excitement was palpable as the team loaded onto the plane, an unspoken seating arrangement falling into place.

hyun-ju sat in the second row on the left, taking a window seat. thanos and nam-gyu took the very back right seats, thanos sprawling out so no one dared to sit beside them in the third seat. dae-ho took the first row seat, and beckoned gi-hun to sit beside him. jung-bae and in-ho had been decided as the pilots for the plane, and they had already situated themselves within the cockpit. seon-nyeo sat in the fourth row, alone to an aisle seat— no great loss, she was more than happy to sit solo.

jun-hee filed onto the plane shortly after thanos and nam-gyu, and just as she was about to pick her seat— myung-gi approached her. “hey, i was going to sit over there if you wanted to join me.” jun-hee scoffed at his sudden interest in her, as if he hadn’t avoided her like the plague the past week. “i’m good.” she stated coldly, before moving aside to let him get past. myung-gi sighed defeatedly, but nonetheless took her answer and moved on. after whatever that was, jun-hee situated herself in the aisle beside where hyun-ju had sat, popping on her headphones to drown out the chaos of the flight.

speaking of which, hyun-ju was currently fidgeting in her seat, leg bouncing up and down in an anxious manner. she was sort of glad, in a sense, that no one was sitting next to her because she was a bit embarrassed of her clear fear of flying. just then, young-mi boarded the plane, following up behind min-su, who was beckoned over by thanos to sit with him and a displeased nam-gyu.

“hey,” young-mi poked her head around the corner of the seat where hyun-ju sat. “mind if i sit with you?” hyun-ju was stunned for a moment, before nodding to young-mi’s pleasure. “great! thank you.” the sweet girl smiled as she popped her carry on into the overhead storage, sitting down in the seat beside the defensive midfielder after the fact.

“i’m scared of flying too.” she pointed out, to which hyun-ju chuckled. “is it that obvious?” young-mi laughed lightly, before reaching into her pocket. hyun-ju looked over, intrigued. “here,” young-mi began, pulling out a multi-coloured bracelet. “i made it myself.” hyun-ju stared in awe as she put the gift on her wrist. “thank you, i love it— it’s a bit random, no?”young-mi giggled, “not at all! i’ve been meaning to give you that for a while, you’re just such a good friend to us all, you deserve something like this.”

hyun-ju smiled, caressing the bracelet upon her wrist. this small gesture actually made her feel a bit calmer about the whole ordeal. now that she had young-mi at her side, she felt better knowing they could comfort each other over a mutual anxiety.

after everyone boarded the plane, gi-hun stood from his seat and got everyone’s attention. “alright guys! i’ve been informed that we have to take a detour to avoid excessive turbulence— so we’ll be flying over the mountains! make sure to take in that beautiful view, you won’t want to miss it.”

“that’ll be pretty!” young-mi exclaimed lightly, rubbing hyun-ju’s arm, who grinned at her expense. “yeah, you’ll have to make sure to get a picture.” the two giggled, before everyone finally settled in as the plane prepared for launch. after the pressure changed and ears popped all around, hyun-ju found herself settling down and relaxing. the smooth rhythm of the plane surprisingly lulled her to a rest.

it seemed as though just as quickly as she fell asleep, hyun-ju’s nap was interrupted.

everything happened so fast. hyun-ju was jolted awake by the sounds of alarms going off and the team panicking, she felt as though they were going much faster than they should have been, and after one look out the window at a quick descent into the trees that feeling was proven correct. young-mi gripped onto hyun-ju for dear life as chaos ensued across the plane.

“unnie, i’m scared!” young-mi sobbed, the plane vibrating as hyun-ju grabbed hold of her seat partner. “hold on young-mi!” the two leaned in to each other as the speed picked up.

this was unprecedented, they were going down and they were going down FAST. as far as everyone knew, they were all as good as dead.

IM SO SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG HOLY FUCK, please bear with my stupid yellowjackets + squid game obsessed ahh. THANK YOU FOR READING TO THOSE WHO COMMITTED TO THE END, and thank you for putting up with my cornball behaviour.

as always, any constructive criticism/advice on improving my writing is acknowledged and appreciated! have a fantastic day/night lovelies 💋