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Me and this fucking image that makes me bust out laughing every time i see it

pairing: sang-woo x reader au (the happy ending they deserved)

ft: sae-byeok (ooc), gi-hun, ali summary: after your long honeymoon abroad, you were finally reuniting with your friends at a bar in seoul. warnings: wholesome fluff, hardly any plot, protective!sang-woo, established relationship, pda, teasing, small flashback to sexual encounter, alcohol consumption, marriage, sub/dom if you squint, the happy ending the og characters deserved. 1.7k

the bar was heaving. sang-woo pressed his palm to the small of your back, coaxing you along as he guided you into the crowd in search of your friends. he angled his shoulder outwards, unafraid of driving it into anyone careless enough to get in his way. all he could think about was your little body in a sea of drunk, sloppy men standing much taller than you, and all he wanted was to get you to safety.

sang-woo's shoulder caught a stranger in the back. he spun around, face red and contorted, the liquid in his glass sloshing onto his own shirt.

"watch it!" he slurred, craning his head to square up to sang-woo, but even if he matched him in height, he would lose by size.

sang-woo said nothing, he didn't need to. the coldness in his eyes said everything for him. one look and the drunk man stepped back, hands lifted in an offering of peace. sang-woo accepted it, but not without taking one last look and scoffing.

"sang-woo," you warned as he moved you along. he knew you disliked his confrontational side that came out when he was feeling protective of us, but there were matters more pressing than one drunk man.

"are you still watching your drink?" he asked, and you glanced down at the glass held only by your fingertips, palm sealing the top from bad intentions. "good girl," he praised when you nodded your head, looking up at him like he was all that existed.

his fingers spread wider across the small of your back, and you didn't miss the way his fingers grazed the top of your ass.

you glanced away from sang-woo at the distant call of your name.

in the corner, gi-hun stood up from his seat at a booth, waving you over with a sway of his arm. "over here!" he said, before sinking back into his chair.

sang-woo re-centred his hand on your back immediately. he kept it there until you arrived at the table where your friends hollered out sounds of jovial greetings, and only took his hand off when you sat down. he followed you into the booth, his thigh falling against yours. the expensive material of his suit trousers cold against your bare skin.

sae-byeok squealed your name and pulled you into an embrace. "i've missed you!" she beamed, rocking you sideways in her arms. she pulled back and looked you up and down, savouring your presence with a content sigh, but her gaze landed over your shoulder. the smile was gone, replaced by a scowl as she lifted a finger to point at your husband. "you," she accused. "honeymoon's are supposed to last two weeks," she said, narrowing her eyes as she rested a hand against your knee. "you kept us apart for a month!"

sang-woo raised his hands defensively. "don't blame me!" he said, tossing his head toward you. "she's the one who wanted to see half of europe."

"me?" you gasped, hand flying up to your chest. "i wanted to see paris. you're the one who insisted we visit milan, london, berlin..." you listed, only trailing off to gasp again as he rolled his eyes playfully. you poked a finger into the wall of his chest and all too quickly, you paused.

sang-woo slowly lowered his gaze to your hand on his chest. the tick of his jaw, the slow drag of his eyes back up to yours. they were dark, dirty, and the stretch of his lips into a sly smirk helped remind you of the last time you tried to stand up to him.

the telephone of your hotel suite in amsterdam informed you of a noise complaint, citing concerningly loud crying.

sang-woo held the phone out for you to listen as the receptionist asked "is everything okay?" and the tilt of his head encouraged you to put her mind at ease. "yes, everything is hnngh–" you cried as sang-woo slowly pulled back his hips, only to drive them against yours in one swift motion. "everything's fine!" you said quickly, shoving your face into the mattress as another blow of sang-woo's hips landed against yours.

sang-woo lifted the phone to his own ear and said, "thanks for your concern," before hanging up and setting it carelessly back onto the receiver. he turned back to you, arms dropping back down to cage you to the mattress.

you knew the memory was replaying in his mind. the stretch of his smirk gave him away. the heat rushed into your cheeks when his eyes glossed over with desire. you couldn't even look at him, his gaze was too intense, too provoking for you. under the table, his hand slowly settled onto your thigh, slowly running closer to the hem of your dress.

"i feel like we're interupting something," said ali, hiding behind his bottle of beer. he peeked from behind it, as if frightened to be correct.

you pressed your palm against sang-woo's chest and shoved him back, and while he didn't even budge, he did release you from his gaze and turned to the rest of the table. you shakily reached out for your cocktail, grateful to the ice cubes for chilling the glass, and took a flustered sip. you needed to cool down.

sae-byeok caught your eye as you took a quick glance around the table. she gave you a sly, knowing smirk. "i see why the honeymoon doubled," she said quiet enough for just you to catch, leaning it closer to teasingly nudge your shoulder with hers.

"oh, stop it," you nudged her back.

she giggled and lifted her own cocktail up to tap against yours. "cheers to europe," she said, "hot, sexy europe."

meanwhile, sang-woo hooked an arm over ali, defusing the tension by redirecting the conversation to him "ali," he said. "don't tell me you and mrs. abdul weren't the same after your honeymoon."

"mrs. abdul doesn't like it when i talk about the happenings of our honeymoon."

sang-woo raised his eyebrows and asked, "were you that bad in bed?"

ali scowled. sang-woo chuckled and affectionately pulled him in closer to ruffle his hair, careful not to overdo it.

"hey!" ali protested, swatting sang-woo's hands and breaking out of his hold. "don't get any ideas," he warned, lifting up his wedding band and tapping it. "i'm not available."

"but i am," gi-hun said with exaggerated flirtation, before taking a swig from his bottle, shooting a suggestive wink at sang-woo who kicked him under the table. "ow!" gi-hun cried, flinching as sang-woo reached across the table to playfully swipe at him.

sae-byeok shot an arm out at her cocktail glass, narrowly retrieving it from the table in time to dodge sang-woo’s arm. gi-hun's beer bottle wasn’t so lucky, toppling over and spilling over his lap. sae-byeok sighed and rolled her eyes, turning back to you.

"why did we even invite them?" she asked, leaning into your side. she ran her hands down your wrist and caught your left hand, lifting it up to her face. she gazed at your wedding ring. "it's very beautiful," she breathed out in amazement, tilting your hand under the bar lights. she gasped as it sparkled. she beamed excitedly, "so shiny!"

"don't take your eyes off it," gi-hun warned, bumping his elbow into sae-byeok's. "or it'll be gone by the end of the night."

sae-byeok dropped your hand and swatted his shoulder, but sang-woo reached out and caught it before it could fall to your lap. he lifted your hand up and examined the ring he placed on your finger only a month ago. he smiled fondly, lifting the ring to his lips to press a chaste kiss against it. you shuddered as his breath fanned over your knuckles.

he leaned closer, lips brushing against the shell of your ear. "you're so beautiful when you're smiling," he murmured, pressing a final kiss to your cheek before returning you to sae-byeok, who rolled her eyes one last time at gi-hun.

"that was one time," she said. "i robbed you one time."

"still one time more than anyone else at the table," gi-hun pressed further, but the glimmer of affection in his glazed eyes was enough to diffuse any argument. he grinned once more before turning back to the boys.

you reached out for sae-byeok's arm and she lit up immediately, understanding exactly what you were asking for. she offered you a sip of her cocktail, and you did the same. you both leaned back, smacking your glossed lips, evaluating the taste.

"six," she decided, pointing at your drink to explain the reasons for her ranking of your cocktail. "a little too sweet."

you scoffed. "you would say that," you teased, feigning offence, before settling against her shoulder and falling into conversation.

the hours rolled by as you shared stories of your trip, discussed her little brother starting high school, and most excitingly, her new romance with a pretty girl called ji-yeong. she swiped through an album of images from dates at cafes, walks through the city, movie night on sae-byeok's sofa. the whole time you listened, all you could focus on was the grin that consumed every one of her features. the creases by her eyes, the stretch of her cheeks.

she was finally happy.

"i wanted to ask if i could bring her over," she asked sheepishly. "to the next family dinner."

at the end of every week, you and sang-woo's mother prepared dinner in the home you shared with your new husband. everyone was invited. sae-byeok and her little brother, ali and his family, and of course, gi-hun.

you blinked at sae-byeok. the dinner table was never too small for another chair, and sang-woo always made sure there were enough wine glasses in the cupboard for a small army.

"sae-byeok," you said softly, resting your hand against her arm. "that would be wonderful, i can't wait to meet her."

she broke into a grin and immediately burst with excitement. "don't worry about dessert, she makes really great bingsu!"

she listed all the other desserts that ji-yeong has made her, and you let her ramble for as long as she did, just grateful to see such joy finally consume her. from the other side of the table, the boys seemed to be as equally engrossed in conversation, all leant over their beer bottles in calm discussion of what must've been anything other than sports. that always riled up sang-woo. but he was placid, a look of content while nodding along to gi-hun's murmurings.

sang-woo glanced over and caught you watching. he smiled, eyes flooding with a warmth that only you were privy to. he settled his hand on your lap, interlacing his fingers with yours silently, giving you one last squeeze before returning to his conversation, just as you did yours.

you took one last look around the table, and your heart swelled in your chest. everyone was smiling.

as beautiful as europe had been, it felt good to finally be back with your friends, with your husband, but most importantly, where you belonged.

in another life, maybe they really would have family dinners every week. please like, comment, reblog. love <3

₊᪥ not only is hyun-ju that girl but she's ostensibly THE FINAL GIRL this season

Do you see the way they're holding onto him?

& Then how they instantly put Gi-hun behind them so they could protect him?

This man was born to be a trophy husband, house wife, pillow princess, yada yada yada

-myunggi and sangwoo

While myunggi obviously lacks the intelligence that sangwoo had, they have an incredibly similar spirit. both are prime examples of how the game is meant to break you. sangwoo and myunggi both began as rather normal people, but as the game went on, they became more and more obsessed with the idea of winning, and killing others to do so became second nature

-hyunju and ali

i think that this is probably the most obvious comparison between players. both are seen as outcasts due to their outward appearance, however both possess the kindest heart in their games. they were both incredibly strong people and had neither of them been so trusting/selfless, they both could have easily won their games, however, they both ended up getting stabbed in the back (one literally), making their kindheartedness the causes of their deaths (also they both saved gihun’s ass in red light green light which i find funny)

-junhee and saebyeok

I would say that this one is less about their personalities and more about the role they play in the games. both of the girls joined the games in order to provide for the person they are meant to care for (junhee with her baby and sae-byeok with her brother). regarding personality, both girls are rather reserved, with junhee being more quiet and saebyeok being stoic. both are also viewed as daughters from gihun’s perspective, and due to his failure with his daughter, he seeks to protect the girls, however when that fails, he swears to care for those whom they joined the game to provide for (saebyeok’s brother and junhee’s baby)

-inho and ilnam

besides the obvious that both are the front man disguised as a player, both of them have very similar arcs. relating to gihun, both of them grew an attachment with him, and both of them wanted to ensure that gihun would be the winner of the game. both ilnam and inho wanted to prove that the games change people, however, they both saw gihun as a challenge. both of them got close, with gihun lying in marbles and gihun killing daeho, however, despite their efforts, he was always able to regain his humanity

-daeho and gihun