imalegendthanoss

[imalegendthanoss]

we NEED this

guys okay so. ppl keep being like 'yeah thanos might show up again in s3 if we show him love!!!' i know his ass isnt gonna be alive, so, hear me out, HALLUCINATION/GHOST THANOS!!??!?! namgyu pops too many pills and thanos is there, fork in neck, like 'hey >;3'.. i literally need it so bad. ghost doctor did it, house md did it-- cmon squid game,, give us what we want!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[imalegendthanoss]

ive just bawled my eyes out at thanos and jumg-baes death expect fics

[imalegendthanoss]

"Please just stay, even just for 5 minutes."

first fic , thangyu!! slight angst, if you're uncomfortable, please click off :3

[[this is an au where both thanos and nam-gyu survive, and rent a small home together, not ready to go back into the spotlight again. not yet.]

oh and btw i only watched half an episode of season 2, that's my content of both seasons right there 😓

~ summary - nam-gyu has continuous nightmares about the games, seeing the people's lives getting sucked away right before his eyes. he's mortified, and although thanos is there, he just can't bear to ask. ~

Waking up in a cold sweat wasn't as uncommon as it was before for beloved Nam-Gyu, the replaying memory of Thanos screaming their friend's name, after they both realised they had left one behind, just rewinding after each play like a broken DVD.

He was the broken one at this point. Luckily enough for Thanos, he had a support worker, as he was known with the authorities to have attempted suicide more than once. Unfortunately for Nam-Gyu, he didn't have that type of luxury.

Not that he particularly minded, of course. Or, maybe he did,, Just a little bit. But, one thing for sure was that he wasn't a huge fan of opening up to anyone but his best friend, but, who said that Nam-Gyu wanted to burden the poor dude? They had already gotten through so much together, puting more weight on his friend's shoulders seemed utterly selfish to him, and he heavily resigned from it.

Pacing through the halls, not knowing the difference between reality anymore, he stared at the ground. You might even call it an abyss at this point, as his mind was hazed with frustration and anxiety, and he could barely see straight.

Until, that was, he bumped into his beloved roommate; a tall dude, slightly damaged purple hair a bush on his head as he had been woken up. The pacing was loud, unknown to Nam-Gyu. His deafening thoughts were enough to silence anything and everything around him.

"What'cha doin, Nam-su?"

He questioned with a difficult expression to read, although there was a slight hint of concern in his eyes. Once Nam-Gyu noticed it, it was quickly hidden.

"...Nam-Gyu."

He retorted, correcting Thanos. He didn't usually do that, so why was he doing it now?

"And it's nothing, Thanos, genuinely, man."

He lied, feeling a knot tie in his stomach as he did.

"Come on, Nam-Gyu, you know I don't play around when it comes to shit like this, yeah?"

He forced Nam-Gyu to look at him, holding his chin gently, yet firmly.

"Your pacing was so loud, it woke me up. What is it?"

Nam-Gyu contemplated for a bit, before telling him the truth. Surely saying one thing wouldn't hurt, right?

"It's.. Just the games, Thanos. Minor nightmares."

It didn't seem minor when you were the person experiencing it.

"Hah? Nam-su Having nightmares? Come on, man!"

He began to laugh, but noticed Nam's serious and slightly upset expression, and instantly stopped laughing.

"You're serious?"

"...Yep."

"But why?"

He (Thanos) asked, genuinely concerned now. He wasn't used to seeing his best friend in such distress. I mean, they were high all the time, right?

"Don't worry."

Thanos saw clearly that Nam-Gyu didn't want to speak of it, so he just sighed and pat his back.

"Couch?"

He asked, as it was the place they usually went to for talking about important things.

"..Yeah.."

Nam-Gyu followed Thanos, getting dragged behind him (gently) by his arm.

"So, you don't want to talk about it, no?"

He enquired, chill about it. Or, was being mostly chill - as much as he could; as much as he could, for Nam's sake.

"..No."

"The, are you going to sleep, Gyu?"

"..No.."

Thanos exhaled softly, before standing up.

"Well, I don't know what to do then.. Talk to me when you're ready?"

He offered, wanting to give Nam some space. He could see that his best friend wasn't in such a state of mind to be forced or persuaded right now.

"Wait!-"

Thanos spun around, looking at Nam-Gyu with a soft expression.

"Please just stay.. Even just for 5 minutes."

Thanos did infact stay, and did infact help Nam-Gyu let all of his trauma out. Surprisingly, Thanos had picked up from his therapist, and was giving good advice. He also gave Nam-Gyu some light tickles on the neck. I mean, it wasn't anything bad. But, come on, who doesn't like a little laughter to help their best friend?

Around half an hour later, it was 2am. The perfect hour to finally go to sleep, is it not? Just peace with your lover best friend until you decide that you're tired enough to crash.

"Come on, Gyu. Let's get you some sleep, yeah, bro?"

Thanos said in English, which was a bit complicated for Nam-Gyu to translate as he was so tired. But, he eventually nodded and spoke back in Korean.

"Yeah.."

Then, it was settled. The two men laid in bed together, clutching each other oh-so-tight, as if either of them could disappear if just one of them let go or softened their grip a tad too much.

"Goodnight. Nam-su."

*Thanos smirked, using the wrong name to rile him up playfully, kissing his forehead with his soft lips. That alone could lull Nam-Gyu into the deepest and most satisfying sleep he had ever had.

"Hah.. Goodnight, Choi."

Thanos' heart fluttered heavily when Nam-Gyu used his real nickname. It was so refreshing, so lovely, so breath-taking from such a luschious voice.

And, like that, the lovers slept happily. No nightmares, only sweet dreams.

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YIPPEE !!1!1!!!!! im gonna watch squid game tomorrow 😼