#gihiun

@gihiun liked for a starter !

he no longer looks flawless . a far cry from those days actually , trapped in the games for one man's stupid morals that ruined his reputation . bringing gihun back was the start of vips’ little game , they liked his face but they didn't like it enough to deem him special . the recruiter was in the games for the first time in his life . he was , perhaps , the only one who listened to gihun's instructions through the red light green light game from the start — unlike others , he knew exactly what kind of hell gihun was experienced in surviving at . he didn't particularly look disheveled but there was a slight tremor in the tips of his fingers , his smile looked tight when it was offered to gihun . whose bed happened to be just next to his own . ‘ .. did it feel good ? ‘ he asks , once the room goes dark . the pig above them filled with money and illuminating the room . player 112 hasn't touched his food , kept it on the sheets as he let his feet touch the ground . now facing gihun’s bed , gihun , who's turned his back to him like sulky child . yejun smiles , chin raised , eyes hooded . knowing very well the man won't sleep tonight . ‘ being a hero ? saving people ? is that why you came here ? ‘ he's the last person to judge a man's taste , after all . but it's simply irritating , disgusting that there's some kind of friendship and belief between all these pieces of trash – looking up to a bigger piece of trash . yejun’s pursed lips twitch slightly , almost in a nervous , angry way . ‘ gihun-a , you're so fucked . ‘