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There might be a lot of things I didn't like but I am so happy about how Junho finally found people who cared for him even in all this. In matter of just few weeks Kim and Wooseok really grew into the people he could lean on.
Kim understanding him, being supportive, even when he knew Junho wasn't telling him the complete truth but he understood that this was important to him. He didn't question or doubt him once, he didn't care if he likely wasn't going to get paid anymore, he was just ready to risk his own life for whatever Junho needed to do.
Wooseok going all the way to protect Junho and help him even getting locked up for 6 months and not once did he blame or complain about it to Junho despite of the fact that Junho didn't believe him at the start. Literally the best friend Junho could ever have.
For someone who always goes an extra mile for his loved ones, I am so glad Junho finally found the people who'd do the same for him too. Junho might never get his brother back but he has people who actually care about him, who he could trust. This is found family of s3 and is probably one of the only things I adore and wouldn't have it any other way. After all he went through in his life, Junho deserved to not be alone anymore and I am glad he got that.
Hwang In-ho fell asleep on the sofa after his seventh glass of whisky. He woke up at 04:56 to the loud crackling sound of the television. On the screen, there was just one image.
mention necrophilia!! Extreme violence, humiliation, mention of torture,
Il-nam is In-ho’s father—and a sadist to boot. He runs the games, of course, but he loves to play games with the people around him whom he considers inferior, just to watch them suffer. In-ho is one of the few who escaped this fate, because he shares his father’s tastes—though not in such obvious ways
Gi-hun is engaged to In-ho. Newlyweds, and he suffers greatly at the hands of his father-in-law and husband—serving as a footstool, having sex in front of his father-in-law, getting slapped and punched, and sometimes even receiving electric shocks if he disobeys certain orders. In-ho is affectionate and was much more considerate than Gi-hun, but his father was already on his deathbed, so he didn’t stop the old man from torturing his wife—soon he wouldn’t have him around to torment, and he could do whatever he wanted with Gi-hun.
But Gi-hun couldn’t take that life anymore. So he decided to kill his husband. The old man would still be there, but it’s likely that the stress of losing his last heir—Jun-ho had been taken by his mother years ago—before Gi-hun got pregnant would probably kill him. And then he’d be free. From his own family and from this one.
But Il-nam and In-ho find out. And they’re not happy at all. In-ho especially. But Il-nam tells him not to punish Gi-hun—he has a better idea. And he works behind the scenes to ensure that the supposed cyanide pill Gi-hun was going to give In-ho is a placebo. Or almost one. In-ho would have symptoms, but he’d just pass out.
Il-nam orchestrated everything so that In-ho would be declared dead—at least within the mansion. They hadn’t announced it publicly yet (and were seriously considering it). But Il-nam told Gi-hun that there were conditions for Gi-hun to inherit anything—In-ho’s last wishes. Gi-hun slowly pushes him in the wheelchair into a dark room, with a bed and her husband’s “body” lying on it.
Gi-hun needs to have a child with In-ho, and to do so, she must satisfy his body one last time.
(Only when In-ho climaxes does he sit up, embracing Gi-hun—leaving him terrified and even more disturbed.)
Ilnam was a very powerful but sadistic man. Not only did he run the games, but he also tortured his servants, his guards, hell-even his ex-wife and younger son Junho until Malsoon took their soon away.
The only reason Inho was safe from his father was because he shared most of his father's taste and Ilnam decided he needed an heir to pass his kingdom to.
Gihun was forcibly engaged to Inho. He didn't know him at all but Inho saw him on the street one day and decided that Gihun just HAD to be his no matter what. Ilnam made that happen easily, threatening Gihun and his family until Gihun had no choice but to say yes to Inho.
And maybe Gihun thought that Inho wouldn't be that bad. Maybe he thought that Inho wouldn't hurt him and would just use him and hey, at least his mother would be taken care of the rest of his life right? And Inho was almost 50 while Gihun was just 21! Gihun just...he could wait for Inho to die, right?
But it was worse than Gihun thought was possible.
Inho didn't really hurt Gihun, but he allowed his father to hurt him. Inho let Ilnam fit an electric collar on Gihun's neck and shock him to dicipline him. He also let Ilnam beat Gihun with a cane and slap him.
However, the worst part was that Ilnam went into their bedroom and WATCHED as Inho fucked him. He watched and even touched Gihun, kissing him and caressing him as if they were lovers.
Gihun begged his husband to do something, but Inho just shook his head and kissed Gihun's temple, saying that his father was going to be dead soon and that when he died, Inho would inherit his empire and after that, Gihun would have nothing to worry about.
But Gihun was spiraling further and further into despair, and he was just so sick of Ilnam and of Inho that he decided that the only way for him to be free, was to kill his husband.
He managed to get some cyanide and made it look identical to Inho's supplements.
However, Inho and Ilnam found out. Inho was angry and hurt and although Ilnam is very pissed off, he's also a little impressed with Gihun's idea. He tells Inho that they're going to fool Gihun into believing that Inho died. When Inho asks his father what he's talking about, Ilnam just smiles and tells Inho to trust him.
Inho takes the "cyanide" pill and falls ill shortly afterwards. Ilnam plays his part and calls the doctors over and tells Gihun to go to his room while they tended to Inho. Gihun goes to their room, hopeful but also devastated because part of him did love Inho but he couldn't live like that anymore.
Hours later, Ilnam comes by and tells Gihun that his husband unfortunately died due to a heart attack. Before Gihun can say anything, Ilnam tells dismissed the servant that was pushing his wheelchair and tells Gihun to push him to where Inho's body was in a guest room.
When they get there, Ilnam tells Gihun that Inho's last wishes was for Gihun to be taken care of and to inherit the millions he had. Ilnam said he was willing to do this--but first, Gihun must lie with his husband one last time to give Inho an heir.
Gihun stammers and says that's impossible, that Inho is dead, but Ilnam lies and says the doctors told him that it was possible and that Gihun must have sex with his son one last time before being set free.
Ilnam is disgusted and horrified, but Ilnam tells Gihun if he does not have sex with his son's body, Gihun would be forced to sleep and marry Ilnam himself.
Shaking with fear, Gihun forces himself to climb onto Inho, get him hard-which he's shocked Inho is able to do. Crying, Gihun fucked himself with, what he believes is his dead husband's cock, shivering and sobbing, forcing himself to just get it over as quickly as soon as possible so that he could be free.
But just as soon as Gihun feels himself on the edge of cumming, Inho suddenly opens his eyes and wraps his arms around Gihun, kissing him and cumming deep inside him.
Gihun screams and Inho laughs, telling Gihun that he and Ilnam knew what In-ho's plan was all along but that ok-Inho forgave him because Inho loved him and he knew that Gihun would be a good broodmare for him.
And Gihun sobs, completely defeated, as Inho continues to fuck him, wondering if he would ever be free again.
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Everyone knew about Gi-hun’s new boyfriend, who doted on him day and night. Gi-hun was very proud of that—of how affectionate In-ho was, how rich he was and how he gave Gi-hun money, how he took care of Gi-hun’s family—everything! But someone at the table made a rather unkind comment
A joke started about Gi-hun being useless—it really was good to have someone to take care of him, or he’d already be dead. Gi-hun was shocked, but he laughed awkwardly so as not to kill the mood. The conversation continued, with many people talking about how lucky he was that In-ho put up with him, since he’s so irresponsible and spends a lot of money, and doesn’t even work to earn his own—he just leeches off his husband. Jung-bae changed the subject, realizing that Gi-hun wasn’t enjoying himself, but it stuck with him.
A week later, Gi-hun tells In-ho that he’s landed a part-time job and will start in two days. In-ho freezes and asks why all of a sudden. Did Gi-hun want more money? He could give it to him. But Gi-hun said no—he just felt he needed to support himself. He’d be a cook at a mid-range restaurant, with a decent salary, and it wasn’t too far away. In-ho didn’t like this; he loved having Gi-hun at home all day, sending photos and messages, letting him know when he was going out, waiting for In-ho. But he supported his husband.
Gi-hun, however, began coming home from work tired, upset, and discouraged. He didn’t talk about it with In-ho; he just enjoyed their time together.
After all, Gi-hun needed to be strong and endure the abuse at work; he wasn’t going to be a burden to In-ho. Gi-hun’s boss was very strict and didn’t hesitate to yell at Gi-hun in front of everyone, taking pleasure in seeing those doe-like eyes fill with tears. Gi-hun would endure it all for In-ho!
And it’s just as well that In-ho doesn’t know that.
Back at their place Gihun cries and tells Inho about how his friends were teasing him and saying he’s lucky Inho is with him and how’s he’s useless and he wants to prove them wrong.
Inho hugs Gihun and kisses him, tells him that Inho is the lucky one and that Gihun gives Inho meaning in his life.
When Gihun calms down and goes take a nap, Inho decides he needs to make even more phone calls.
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Everyone knew about Gi-hun’s new boyfriend, who doted on him day and night. Gi-hun was very proud of that—of how affectionate In-ho was, how rich he was and how he gave Gi-hun money, how he took care of Gi-hun’s family—everything! But someone at the table made a rather unkind comment
A joke started about Gi-hun being useless—it really was good to have someone to take care of him, or he’d already be dead. Gi-hun was shocked, but he laughed awkwardly so as not to kill the mood. The conversation continued, with many people talking about how lucky he was that In-ho put up with him, since he’s so irresponsible and spends a lot of money, and doesn’t even work to earn his own—he just leeches off his husband. Jung-bae changed the subject, realizing that Gi-hun wasn’t enjoying himself, but it stuck with him.
A week later, Gi-hun tells In-ho that he’s landed a part-time job and will start in two days. In-ho freezes and asks why all of a sudden. Did Gi-hun want more money? He could give it to him. But Gi-hun said no—he just felt he needed to support himself. He’d be a cook at a mid-range restaurant, with a decent salary, and it wasn’t too far away. In-ho didn’t like this; he loved having Gi-hun at home all day, sending photos and messages, letting him know when he was going out, waiting for In-ho. But he supported his husband.
Gi-hun, however, began coming home from work tired, upset, and discouraged. He didn’t talk about it with In-ho; he just enjoyed their time together.
After all, Gi-hun needed to be strong and endure the abuse at work; he wasn’t going to be a burden to In-ho. Gi-hun’s boss was very strict and didn’t hesitate to yell at Gi-hun in front of everyone, taking pleasure in seeing those doe-like eyes fill with tears. Gi-hun would endure it all for In-ho!
And it’s just as well that In-ho doesn’t know that.
Can you please write the moment from your AU where they were in Gihun's first games together, after they get home and realise they've bith lost their lived ones, and they meet up off the island for the first time? 💖💖💖
Ask, and you shall receive! This AU has so much potential, both on an emotional level and in terms of conflicts that might arise. In-ho really did the one meme here and went, "I've only had Gi-hun for a day and a half. But if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself."
Calling in a favor with some old colleagues down at the station left a bitter taste in his mouth, yet In-ho couldn't complain when he got what he wanted at the end of the day. Holding the scrap of paper out in front of him, he squinted at the address he jotted down, his rush evident in the sharp lines of his messy scrawl.
There was no mistaking it, though. This was the place.
Bracing himself, In-ho took a deep breath, released it slowly, then raised his hand.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Gi-hun?" he called out, but only a stone-cold silence answered him. Another attempt yielded the same results. Common sense would have told anyone else to take a hint and get out of there, but In-ho wasn't exactly in the right mindset to listen to reason.
He tried the doorknob, his breath catching in his throat when he met no resistance.
Concern constricted around his heart, his chest tight.
Oh, this was a bad idea. This was a very bad idea. He was breaking into someone's home for fuck's sakes, yet that didn't stop him from easing his way inside.
Closing the door behind him, he studied the space and tried again. "Gi-hun?"
This time, there was a sharp intake of breath, followed by a quiet, "In-ho?"
Before he could second-guess himself, In-ho's feet carried him forward, following the sound of Gi-hun's voice into the main living area. There, he found the man seated upon the floor, his legs stretched out in front of him, a couple of empty bottles of soju at his side and a full one in hand.
Puffy, bloodshot eyes trailed up to meet his, the dark circles underneath a stark contrast against his sickly pale skin.
"What are you doing here?" Gi-hun croaked out.
That was the big question, wasn't it?
Swallowing past the lump in his throat, In-ho shuffled forward.
"I had to see you." To know that you were real. "I had to know that you made it back safely." Ignoring the slight cracking of his knees, In-ho lowered himself onto the floor beside him. "I couldn't leave things between us like we did."
For a while, neither of them said a word, Gi-hun staring at a spot on the floor, and In-ho staring at Gi-hun.
Eventually, In-ho mustered up the strength to try and broach the topic that loomed over them.
"Your mother…"
"Gone," Gi-hun muttered, short and curt. He tipped the bottle of soju back and took a heavy swig. As he wiped his mouth on the back of his sleeve, his weary gaze shifted towards In-ho, a resigned curiosity simmering within. "And your wife?"
In-ho clenched his jaw.
He could have stayed silent, just let the matter be, but it felt wrong to ask Gi-hun to expose his wounds, only to shy away when he expected the same in return.
Reaching out, In-ho's fingers grazed along Gi-hun's where they were curled tightly around the neck of the bottle.
"May I?" he asked, to which Gi-hun nodded, relinquishing the soju to him.
Safe to say, In-ho took a page out of Gi-hun's book. Swallowing past that sweet, burning ache in the back of his throat, he took a long pull of the liquor straight out of the bottle, and then drank a second time for good measure. He grimaced, the alcohol not working fast enough for this particular conversation, but he knew that there was no need to prolong the inevitable.
"She was declared brain dead some time during the games," he stated, setting the soju down onto the floor between them. "Doctors said she took a turn for the worse. Acute liver failure, something about her ammonia levels, I don't know." He shrugged helplessly, lower lip wobbling. "By the time they were able to stabilize her, she was already gone. I–I—"
His voice cracked while his heart laid broken, the shattered pieces scattered across the floor.
"I was her healthcare proxy. I had to be the one to make the call. To take her off of life support." Tears stung at his eyes, each breath tearing through his body with a vengeance. "They were waiting on me. She—" He clutched at his chest. "She was waiting on me."
Gi-hun opened his mouth, then snapped it shut.
Both of them knew that nothing he could say would lessen the pain, the grief, the mourning, so Gi-hun offered him more than sympathy. He offered his presence. He offered understanding.
Without looking away from the floor in front of them, Gi-hun stretched out his hand to In-ho, palm up, and allowed the gesture to speak for him.
You're not alone. You don't have to be.
"I found her on the floor right there," Gi-hun revealed, and suddenly his intense fixation on that spot made perfect sense. "No matter how much time has passed, I can still see her laying there, all alone." He sniffled, wiping at his teary eyes and snotty nose with his free hand. "She was waiting on me, too, but I guess I had to let her down one last time."
Watching him closely, In-ho eventually turned to look at the same patch of flooring that demanded his attention. He eased closer to Gi-hun's side, a comforting warmth emanating between their bodies, and slid his hand into his.
Their fingers tangled together and locked into place. Seconds ticked by, yet their hold only tightened, as if they were the lone force keeping each other from falling apart at the seams.
"You should leave me here to waste away," Gi-hun whispered. "I only have a few weeks to pay off my debts anyways before they come to collect."
In-ho pursed his lips.
"Maybe you shouldn't have spared me then."
"Why not?" Gi-hun frowned, stroking his thumb along the back of In-ho's hand. "I don't regret what I did."
"In that case, you're even more foolish than I gave you credit for."
They shared a sharp, bitter laugh.
"Yeah," Gi-hun sighed. "I guess so. Although, thinking back on it, maybe I shouldn't have fought back that night. Maybe I should have let you—"
"Don't," In-ho warned, his voice ice cold at the thought of Gi-hun staring up at him, the life slowly leaving his eyes. "We both know now that the money wouldn't have changed a damn thing about this situation." Not for the two people who depended on them most, at least. "All things considered, I'm glad you survived."
Because In-ho knew one thing for certain. In that moment, life would have been a lot lonelier, a whole lot darker, without Seong Gi-hun in it.
It was that thought that brought him to a sole conclusion.
He couldn't let the world's cruelty consume Gi-hun. If nothing else, between the two of them, he had to survive at all costs. That spark of goodness in him was worth preserving, more so than anything In-ho had left to offer.
In-ho could feel the weight of the dagger pressed against his palm again. In spite of Gi-hun's best efforts, In-ho was afraid that his intervention came too late. Most of his humanity died with his victims that night, and whatever was left would be buried alongside his wife. All except one final thread, which bound them together the second Gi-hun offered him his hand on that rain-soaked field.
There was no untangling their fates from each other, but In-ho would take on whatever burdens necessary to ensure that Gi-hun wouldn't have to carry them alone.
There was already so much blood on his hands. What was a little more, if it meant protecting him?
Unable to hold back any longer, In-ho blurted out, "Who's the loan shark that's after you?"
A beat of silence passed between them. Gi-hun's hand clenched around his, his fingernails biting into In-ho's skin.
Caught off guard, Gi-hun blinked owlishly at him, his brow furrowed.
"What?"
In-ho gritted his teeth.
"His name, Gi-hun," he explained, nice and slow. "I need a name."
"In-ho," Gi-hun hissed, "these guys aren't the type you want to make an enemy out of."
"You let me worry about that."
They stared deep into each other's eyes, searching one another's expressions, until Gi-hun finally relented.
"Kim Jeong-rae," he mumbled under his breath. "Most people call him Mr. Kim."
Easy enough. In-ho nodded.
"I'll take care of it," he swore.
"But—"
"I said that I'll take care of it." When Gi-hun ducked his head, In-ho nudged him gently with his elbow. "Hey. Trust me, please. I won't let anything happen to you, not on my watch."
Wetting his lips, Gi-hun considered that, his voice small and quiet when he answered, "I don't want anything to happen to you because of me."
"It won't," In-ho lied, if only to ease his mind for the moment.
His safety wasn't guaranteed, after all. And honestly, as much as he hated to admit it, part of him could care less what happened to himself in the process. The only incentive in surviving another day was in knowing that, so long as he lived, he could continue to protect Gi-hun. If that was to be his new purpose, then so be it.
"What are you going to do to him?" Gi-hun asked.
Do you truly want to know?
"That'll depend entirely on this Mr. Kim," In-ho said instead, and they both left it at that, finishing off the soju in silence while they stared at that spot on the floor together.
In-ho's thoughts drifted back to his wife, to how he failed to be there for the one person who needed him most.
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