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Young-Il/ Frontman / In-Ho/ Player 001 x Gi-Hun's Sister Reader)

Chapter 5 / The Things We Do In The Dark

Warnings: swearing, sexist behavior, verbal assault a little bit, heavy make out scenes bordering on nsfw but not enough, blood, guns, gore. Implied physical intimacy. I got. a lil high while writing this. Blood, needles. Vomit.

“Congratulations to all of you for making it through the third game. Now, here are the results of the third game.”

My lips quivered as I watched the money fill the piggy bank, there where so many people that died in the last round, squashed like bugs on the ground, and I don’t know how much longer I could stand it.

I was sitting with Hyun-Ju and Geum-Ja along with Young-sik, wallowing in my grief over Young-mi. I found I couldn’t watch the bank anymore and turned into Hyun-ju hiding in her clothes. Her arms came around me and held me loosely. When that Shaman walked past us uttering about how we would follow her, Geum-ja started spitting and patting us down, trying to get her evil energy off of us. I felt her patting at my leg and brushing me off before moving the Hyun-ju. I slowly leaned away to give her room.

“We will once again conduct the vote in reverse order from highest to lowest.” The guards announced. “Player 456, please cast your vote. To ensure this process remains fair and democratic, starting now, disruptive acts of any kind are strictly prohibited. We appreciate your cooperation.”

Gi-hun pressed the familiar button and went to stand on his side of the room.

“Player 432.” I stepped away from where Hyun-ju and I stood together and quickly made my way down the aisle. I stopped right before the machine and shyly wiped my tears away. I looked up to the guards who appeared to have physically tensed at my sad face. I pressed X as always and went to stand with Gi-hun. When I got over to him he bowed his head down at me in a single nod, he opened his stance a bit more, inviting me in for a hug but I simply turned away and held myself. There was something cooking in his mind and I was done with all the plans and schemes to win and just, everything.

More and more players voted and the scores varied right up until the end. Jung-bae counted players that switched teams, leaving us in sick anticipation for the outcome. We only needed five more people to vote for our side and we would win. However, I had an itching feeling that something would turn.

We watched as the player right before Young-il selected O over the X. I felt the crowd around me get tight and suffocated, I turned to follow her line of sight and saw her bowing the that filthy Shaman. I recoiled in anger, feeling my insides bubble with sick, gooey, fury.

“Player 001, please cast your vote.” I turned to watch Young-il choose. He stopped in front of the console and paused for a moment and I thought back to what happened in the mingle room.

If he too was willing to kill people to win, he was almost no better than the guards and my brother. But when he turned I saw his gaze meet mine as I heard him press the X. The fear melted away from my face as he swiftly made his way towards me. That’s when I realized it. Gi-hun was here to stop the games yet had made…. Zero progress….. these guard’s jobs are to kill people, they’re just numbers to them. Young-il could’ve gone with anyone, he could’ve gone to any other room. But he chose me, he protected me, he saved… me. He was just another player but, he was given multiple chances to better his chances in the games and he didn’t, he only did that once… for me.

When he got over to me I smiled softly and took his hand, turning us back to the front to see the tied scores.

“Clause three of the consent form: Should the initial vote result in a tie, the players will vote again. To ensure you have enough time to properly consider your options, the second vote will be conducted tomorrow. Until then, please take this opportunity to think carefully about your future.”

You let out a soft sigh and grasped both of your hands around Young-ils. The endorphins from the anticipation flushed away, and all you were left with was a tired sagging body. Letting you go for a moment he quickly wrapped you in his arms and led you away towards your beds.

“Are you okay?” His heavy voice melted in my ear. I felt the warmth of his embrace slowly caress the worry inside of me. I silently nodded as a few tears escaped me. My hand came up to his arm that was wrapped around my torso holding me up and squeezed it tightly in my trembling hands.

“I’m so scared.” I whispered under my breath, facing the ground, though he wasn’t as tall as my brother he felt much… bulkier. His arms felt like a weighted blanket wrapped around me, securing me from the outside world. He whispered back reassurances to me as I silently wept into his jacket. His hug trapping me inside our own little bubble, securing me and filling my need for comfort.

“C’mon, let’s go sit down.” He suggested, keeping an arm around my waist and guiding me to a bed.

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Gi-Hun turned away from the group to look for his sister. He saw it written earlier on her face, but had no clue how far gone she would be emotionally from the tie. Not seeing her where he left to searched the crowd for her ponytail. Only to see it walking away.

He quickly shuffled through the players to get to her until he saw… Young-il.

His arm tightly holding her waist, as if he was completely holding her on his own as he escorted her away from their circle. They disappeared into the beds. With an annoyed sigh he turned back to the group to figure out what move was next… if only he had kept watching-

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Young-il sat me down on the bed, but not before looking off into the distance. Tilting my head up to meet his gaze. I wondered what was troubling him. If it was the same worries as me, or if he had his own doubts.

He looked back down at me, realizing I had been staring and quietly whispered. “I don’t like the split. It’s just too close to call.” He confided reaching out. I took his much larger hand into my own and traced my thumb across his knuckles in a comforting manner. Looking back down at me, he squeezed the hand I was holding, and looked deep into my eyes. He leaned in close after looking around once more and held my chin the same way he did back in the room.

“I will get you out of here alive.” He declared quietly.

“You can’t guarantee that” I whispered into his palm, my voice cracking at his declaration. He reached both hands down and squeezed my shoulders, looking like he had something else to add, but before he could, Jun-hee was coming over to the beds where we were sitting.

“They’re going to hand out food, they told us to get in line.” She said looking between the two of us. With an out held hand Young-il helped me up as we made our way to the lines.

After everyone got their food and was sitting on the steps, I slowly nibbled at my gimbap, too sick to full eat a piece. My throat felt dry and my nerves were shot. I tuned out the people around me and focused on how close Young-il’s hand sat to my thigh, like a rock, strong and reliable, it sat there comforting me in my worry. Knowing there was someone I could lean on.

“All we’ve had to eat is this dry gimbap, and when people get hungry, they start to miss home.” Geum-ja said reflecting on her own meal. I let out a sniffle and nodded my head as Jun-hee rubbed my back in response. I turned to Gi-hun who sat behind me and shakily asked him.

“When we get home, will you make me moms dak gomtang?” I pleaded. With a soft smile he nodded his head and pet my hair just like our mom use to do to comfort me.

I turned back around to finish my piece of Gimbap when I felt Young-il brush my hair away from my face to brush a piece of rice off my chest. I felt his hand slightly itch my collarbone causing my body to tense.

“Sorry you’ve just got some food stuck on you.” He told me, brushing it away and then pulling my hair over the opposite shoulder. Feeling him move my hair around sent pleasuring tingles down my spine. Followed by his hand which went to slowly rubbing my back in what was meant to be comforting, but got lower and lower the longer he brushed.

“Hey! Don't agonize over your decision while eating this dry gimbap. I just want one of you to come over to our side. If we get out of here tomorrow morning, we could get Korean beef!I'll tell you what. It's my treat!” Young Sik yelled, distracting me from my intense feel-up contest with Young-il.

“And after that, the noodles are on me!” Geum-ja laughed.

“Come over to our side! Anyone!” “Come on over!” The former Marines yelled beckoning someone over.

“Guys please don’t antagonize them.” I asked, they turned back to look at me confusingly before talking back to the other side as they whooped and hollered.

“Once you all die in the next game, we can all leave with 800 million each! With 800 million, we could buy a freaking cattle ranch!” The old guy shouted. I crinkled my nose in disgust at the general entitlement. Doesn’t he himself have 100 billion won debt????

“ That's right! You can join us!” “That's right! Come on over!” “Come over to our side!” Their little gaggle group taunted right back. Nam-gyu stood from where he had been eating and raised a hand up, using two fingers in a ‘come here’ motion.

“Hey, 432, yeah I’m talking to you pretty girl, why don’t you walk that fine ass over to our side.” He laughed a deep throaty laugh in mock appreciation. I scoffed and turned away with them, grasping at Young-il’s arm that was tensed when I got closer.

Dae-ho joined in at my disgust at the offensive display “You'll get 800 million? Who are you kidding? Do you think you'll still be alive after the next game? If you don't get out now, you're all going to die!”

The guy on the other side called back at him, “So let's play one more game to see who dies. Stop trying to run away like a goddamn coward.” He and Nam- Gyu laughed at their own theatrics. “You can run towards us though cutie, bring that hot little body over to the winning team.”

Young-il clenched his fist tightly and went to stand along with Gi-hun who knew that was a crossed line, unfortunately for them Dae-ho beat them too it.

“What did you say? Hey, come here. Come here, asshole! What makes you think you can just say that to a girl fuck face?” He marched over to them.

I just buried my face into my hands in embarrassment. I felt Young-il move to sit in front of me, effectively blocking me from their view. I pat his shoulder in appreciation. And went back to my food. My mind drifted to my thoughts about Young-il. Our shared kiss just minutes ago tantalizing my brain. It was something hot and electric and warm and welcoming all at the same time. I lightly brushed my lips thinking about how.. right… his felt against them, and how much I missed having them there.

How had a complete stranger, which I probably never would have met in ANY other circumstance, manage to wiggle his way into my heart, my life, my mind. Why did I find such comfort in him?

Was it the way I felt the structure and security from him where it had been absent in my life. Or the way that he doesn’t seem to act as though we have our own separate lives, like our life is one combined entity, that we just work for each other. How did I feel so safe with him?

A comotion caught my attention a few minutes later when the group of people that went to the bathroom came back all bloody and sweaty looking. Apparently a fight had broken out and five people died. Gi-hun deduced that we still had more people than they did, easing the nerves in my stomach a bit.

Lights out in 20 minutes. All players, please prepare for bedtime.

Nevermind…

“Once the lights go out, people on the other side will attack us. Because if they kill us, they'll be able to win the vote and increase the prize.” GI-hun said looking over us from where he stood. He started telling some bizarre story about a ‘frontman’ and ‘VIP’s’.

“Wait this front man, what does he look like?” I interrupted.

“He wears a black mask, and a long trench coat.” He replied. I looked at him quizzically,

“How do you know?” I asked him. He sighed and ruffled his hair before turning away to look at the other team.

Okay so that wasn’t an anwser Gi-HOE.

Jung-bae sighed, “How are you going to fight them? They have guns.”

“We'll fight them with guns too.” GI-hun replied eyeing the door up and down.

“But we don't have any.” Jung-bae remarked.

“We'll take their guns.” Gi-hun nodded.

“From those masked men?” I was starting to get a bit irate with the amount of questions he was asking.

“That's too dangerous. Even if we manage to take a few guns, we'll still be outnumbered.” Young-il crossed his arms as he leaned against the poles of the beds.

“What then? Are you going to kill each other all night and hope you survive? Is that what you want, Young-il?” Gi-hun accused, starting to stand taller and squaring his shoulders.

“Do we stand a chance?” Young-il asked remaining composed compared to my brother.

“We do if we catch them off guard. Out of everyone, they're the ones who would least expect us to attack first. This is our last chance to end these games once and for all.” He said, squatting down on his knees to be on a closer level to the rest of us.

“How are you going to take their guns?” I asked, almost like a jest.

“Once the fight begins tonight, we'll have our chance. Once the lights go out, get under the bottom beds quietly. You must not get caught by those planning to attack us. We have to hide until the fight ends. Don't get caught up in the fight. But that would put people on our side at quite a disadvantage.” I grunted and stood wiping invisible dirt off my hands, hearing his bogus plan he started sounding just like the thing he was trying to stop. Sacrificing the few for…. The few???

“Where are you going?” GI-hun asked me angrily.

“If you really have to know, I’m going to the bathroom.” I grunted, tying my hair back and stomping off.

“Y/N! They called the last bathroom round ten minutes ago!” Jung-bae yelled after me.

“I don’t care! I didn’t have to pee then but I do now!” I yelled back making my way to the door.

Young-il stood there, watching her leave. Quickly looking around the group he boldly started walking with her.

“I’ll go with her to make sure she’s okay.” He said. Gi-hun stood to try and stop them but yelled a simple be quick in response.

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The triangle gaurd took one last look out the door before switching out his shift. When he saw player 432 storming up to the door and the player who was secretly their boss behind her, player 001, he set to work quickly unlocking the door.

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I splashed my face of at the sink and stood there for a moment, exhaust creeping its way into my bones. I stared down into the white linoleum, a bunch in my pocket diverting my attention.

I took out the handkerchief Young-il had given me a few days ago. Staring at it I thought about the relationship between us. The stolen moments during mingle, the never ending physical contact, the doting on me,he’s like… everything I wasn’t getting from my relationship with GI-hun, the romantic love versus the familial love. That’s why I-

“Y/N” Young-il spoke up from the doorway. I jumped in surprise at his intrusions. “Are you okay?”

“Young- il, you startled me. What are you doing in the women’s bathroom?” I asked. He looked down at me with those gateway eyes, locking my attention in place on him and him alone.

“I simply wanted to check on you, you were in here for awhile.” He walked towards me quickly backing me up against the farthest wall. Almost like he was upset at my absence.

“Young-il what? What… what are you doing?” I questioned, fear written in my eyebrows. His arms came up beside me trapping me between him and the wall.

“I’m not letting you go back.” He told me, running a hand down my face a bit roughly.

“To what? The room?” I giggled. He blinked in confusion before realizing his mistaken statement.

“Yes the- the room, lights out is in three minutes and all the fighting will start. Everyone else is safe where they are.” He replied, his hand dropping down my jacket and lightly resting on my waist.

“The gaurds will make us leave event-“ before I could finish his other hand wrapped around the back of my neck like someone picking up a kitten from the scruff, the hand on my waist felt heavier and he pulled me in, smashing our lips together. After a brief moment of confused anger, I relaxed into his hold. Like there was some magic about him, I forgot about everything about to happen just a few staircases away.

His lips felt like my missing puzzle piece. The interlocking pieces showing off a whole picture. My hands rested on his shoulder when he released my neck, and in turn wrapped around my own back and pulled me in tight. My fingers traveled up to the nape of his neck, lightly pulling at the ends of his hair.

Our bodies molded together against each other like we were a marbled statue carved by the hands of a god. The feeling of unfamiliar, magnetic, desire was like seeing a flame and wanting to sit closer and closer to watch the hot carbon crackle and shift, your interest peaked. His arms now felt like those licks of fire tickling my skin, burning my face and crisping my hair.

He disconnected our lips with a heavy breath only for his face to turn into my neck, attaching and sticking like a fly on sticky paper.

Letting out an indecent moan, (Y/N) crumbled in his arms as he licked the edge of her ears, his warm breath heated her core slowly like a hot bath, seeping into the skin and melting your insides.

His hands slowly made their way from her hips upwards, underneath her shirt. He tore away from her for a moment to rest their foreheads together. He trapped her deep in his gaze. Looking into the depths of each-others souls, they lightly nodded to one another, a silent understanding.

“Don’t worry about the games, don’t worry about the world, don’t worry about your brother. I just need you to worry about being right here, right now. With me. Nobody else.” He whispered heavily into her ear. She took a deep breath and relaxed further in his hold as she felt him slowly start peeling away her sweat-pants.

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The moment they left the bathroom (Y/N) Realized the gaurds had stayed outside the bathroom…. The whole time they were in there. With a bright pink face and mis-matching clothes she walked her way back to the room, Young-il trailing behind her.

They reached the door back into the room and noticed no guard on duty.

“Get behind me and physically stay behind me.” Young-il ordered, grabbing my wrist and pulling me. He quickly opened the door the reveling the room flashing its lights above like a rave. As splatter after splatter of blood shot into the ceiling. Young-il pushed me to my knees.

“Hey! You said we would stop that when we got back.” I whisper yelled at him. He clapped a hand over my mouth, and with his other made a shushing sign.

“Not a word, not a sound and no helping.” He seethed. He got down too and pressed us against the wall so that we had something to blend too. We quickly and quietly ran over to our beds. A few bodies tripped me here and there, and some bodies fell from above us. Everytime when I went to whimper or scream, Young-il would wrap his hand back around my mouth preventing any noise.

We got back by our beds and Gi-hun grabbed my ankle hauling me under the bed, Young-il hot behind us. For some reason the screams and blood felt even louder from below. We kept watching as bit after body dropped on the sides. Whatever sick bastard was playing with the lights was gonna give me an aneurism.

Thud

I laid my head on the ground to peer under Young-ils chin.

A nose ring caught my eyes.

A nose…….

A nose ring?

Noticing my tensing muscles, Gi-hun wrapped his arms around me and held me down. Young-il covered my mouth again as both did their best to muffle me.

“MMMMMMMMMPH, SSSMEEE, MM!” I screamed against his hand. I wiggled and fought against the two but it was no use. My breath quickened like I couldn’t get enough. My blood ran cold as I saw her brown warm eyes watching me as she died. I was suddenly hyper aware of how cold the ground was, and my sweat stuck to my body like scotch tape. When Young-il released my mouth I had cried so hard no sound left my lips. My lungs begged in unison for air but I couldn’t find it in me to let them have it, I felt like I was about to push my heart out of my body, my chest was so tight. When I could finally inhale the salty tears rinsed down my eyes, mixing with the small trickle of blood that came from under her head. The warmth of her blood drawing me in for comfort since I couldn’t reach out to her. My neck grew tired as I held my head above the puddle I was aching to lay on. The overwhelming pain of everything finally hitting me like a dump truck. My sobs didn’t go unnoticed however and Young-il gently released me and held me close to his chest as I wept. I cried against him, feeling like he was the only thing I had left in this whole world. As more terroism and destruction befell our surroundings, I felt ill, and warm, and sick, and cold, and tired, and angry, and a million different things all at once. I wasn’t sure what else I could turn to: Mentally, I screamed out, and felt like my brain was thrashing around inside of my head as I prayed to whoever might be listening to end this, to get us out of here…to get me home.

The light stopped flickering as the big ones flashed on, revealing the total carnage of the room, again the wooshing of the door opening released the guards hiding safely behind it.

The pink guards enter the room with their guns raised. One started firing into the air to get the attention of the rest of the room as the others went around apprehending the fighters.

I released Young-ils jacket from my grasp, stretching out my now stiffen fingers. I took slow and steady deep breaths in while Young-il his Se-mi from my view. Gi-hun delicately grabbed a blanket on the floor and soaked up the puddle. I slowly stretched out the rest of my body and a move to start crawling out. The tight cramped hiding place of ours suffocating me. Gi-hun and Young-il pushed me back under. Looking at them confused they simply responded by grabbing some blankets from the beds above us and draping them on the metal above me effectively hiding the rest of my body.

I watched as they laid down on the floor next to some of the other dead players acting as if they were ones too. My insides came up into my throat picturing them dead, but the logical part of my brain finally worked and reminded me they weren’t actually. Instinctively, when a guard came over, my hands flew up to my face, covering my mouth attempting to hush my breathing. I held my breath in anticipation as I watched one guard with a square mask, inspect Young-ils body. When he reached for his radio Young-il sprang up and tackled him to the floor, initiating the rest of our groups attack.

One by one guards were shot down left and right as I stayed hidden in my dark sanctuary. I couldn’t take listening to any more of the shots, so with physically weak arms, I laid my head on the ground and covered my ears, wishing it was Young-il comforting me instead. The doors whooshed shut again as one final bullet rang out across the room, like an unsatisfying end to a quiet song.

I slowly uncovered my head, daring to lift it up, so as to sneakily peer outside the open parts of the blanket. I saw Gi-hun walking up the steps, grabbing one of the soldiers by his shoulder and pushing him down demanding information out of him. The rest of our group followed his lead once they had the gaurd in captivity. They called everyone out from their hiding spots.

Deciding it was safe enough I crawled out myself and looked around, finally witnessing the total of the end of the fight. My intestines garbled and groaned at the sight of the bodies. Like it was some sick painting meant to represent something deep. Grabbing at the metal pole on the side of the bed I could feel my throat start tightening as a retching feeling came to my guts.

“BWAAGHH” I leaned towards the wall so that it at least wasn’t out in the open as I felt that nasty dried up gimbap roll coming back up.

Oh god I really hope it’s not chunky-

“BUUURGH” I retched, thankfully it was only a bit, and Geum-ja had come over holding my hair for me. After another minute or so of dry heaving, I stood up and took a breath. Geum-ja led me around to the front of the beds again, sitting me down and using her jacket sleeve to wipe the dried sweat off my face.

“Everyone.” Gi-Hun spoke up, grabbing my attention. “We will now head up to the masked men's headquarters. We'll capture the ones who captured us, put an end to this game, and make them pay. Anyone who knows how to use a gun and wishes to join us, please step forward.”

With a breath I gently pushed Geum-ja’s hand off of mine and stood up, only for Young-ils gaze to stop me. With one finger he made a sit down motion, and strangely, I found myself obeying his wishes. Almost nobody walked up who wasn’t already in line, save for a few players who stepped up, slowly raising their hands and grabbing a weapon and radio when instructed. Seeing the lineup a few people started to disperse, still not caring about what could happen.

“ oh I hope they stay safe,” Geum-ja rung her hands in worry. Her son placed his arm around her shoulders and squeezed her in what looked like it was meant to be comforting, but came off more apprehensive. Jun-hee joined us standing around talking about what was possibly to come. Not finding any interest in their conversation, however, I slightly turned my head tuning in to what Hyun-ju was saying.

“Attention!! This is the MP5, a submachine gun. First, if you press this lever in the middle and pull the magazine,it comes off like this. If the selector switch is down, it's set to full auto mode. Up is single-fire mode.We don't have many magazines, so set it to single-fire mode. Lastly, insert the magazine, pull the handle, and then release it. That's how you load it. Are we clear?” I slightly nodded in response knowing she couldn’t see me but memorizing the information nonetheless. All attention drew back as we heard Jung-bae sounding brave, for once, and demanding the solider take his mask off.

He slowly lifted his hood off, removing a black burka next, followed by his square mask. Looking at his scared young face, I felt as though he was no different from us in here, just scared, and alone. Nobody in their line up seemed to notice, but I did, as his eyes slightly flickered to Young-ils face then blinked back to the lineup. I glared at the man questioningly as I watched Young-il give the slightest head nod. So small that you would think he was just shifting but really he was masterfully responding.

What the hell?

“Good God. Do your parents know what you're doing here?” Jung-bae slowly lowered his riffle as he looked concerningly at the man. Gi-hun pushed him away, still high off the adrenaline from shooting, something he thought he would never do.

With a demanding voice, he cocked his gun and with an unwavering tone demanded “Take us to your captain.” The group made their way out of the room following the pressured gaurd. I stood again with intention to follow. When Young-il stepped out from behind the door they had smashed in.

“You stay here.” he pushed using his hand on my shoulder to turn me around and practically shove me back into the room. With a scoff I turned back around and placed my hand on the top of his gun. “ Stay? What do you mean stay ?” I asked angrily. He shook his head and bent his neck down to meet my ear.

“ I don’t know what’s going to happen. I don’t know where we’re gonna go and I don’t know who is going to die, but as much as I can help it, you can guarantee it won’t be you.” he said sternly. Turning back, he started following the group again. I went to take a step about to disobey his orders, but found myself stopping my feet at the edge of the threshold of the door. It was true, though I didn’t know what laid beyond the hall, however, they didn’t either. Yet I still found myself, hesitating…with a sigh as the nagging voice in the back of my head told me to listen, I stepped back and retreated into the room.

I stood slightly pacing in front of our beds, unsure of how things were going and uncertain about where they were. One gentle voice in the back of my head told me to stay and to listen to young eels command, the other, however, pushed me and bugged me to leave the room. My inner curiosity stabbing at the voice, encouraging it more to leave the room, to find out what was happening. To see this so-called front man my brother kept going on about.

Geum-ja took a breath in and looked at our small gathering. “I wonder what they’ll find up there” she started trying to distract us from our worries, “ it would be interesting to see who is behind all of this to see what sicko found enjoyment in this.” She huffed.

Weak, small talk littered throughout the room doing fuck all to try and cure my boredom as the voices in my head grew louder and louder. I couldn’t help but walk around and try to distract myself. I took another glimpse at one of the dead guard’s bodies and noticed a bulge in the side pocket.

I slowly crept towards the body, thinking it might spring back to life and attack me, I stayed hesitant. With shaky hands, I slowly undid the clasp of the pocket and reached my hand in inside. I found an extra round of ammunition, looking at it like the holy Grail I crawled over to the other side to check the other pocket and see if there was more there. Unfortunately no but standing up, I quickly gazed at the rest of the dead soldiers, and noticed all of their left side pockets seemed a bit bulky than the other pockets.

I looked over to June-hee and Young-sik and pointed at the bodies “Quick, their left pants pocket, grab the rest of the ammo!” I demanded, they quickly followed suite and helped me compile all of our findings on top of a loose jacket. I turned my head up once again to look around the room and see if there were any willing volunteers to take the jacket. All I was met with was the back of heads as they all turned away, cowardly. With a huff, I wrapped up the jacket in my arms like a newborn baby and started making my way towards the door.

“Are you sure you should do this, it’s dangerous up there.” Geum-ja worried.

“ Well somebody has to, and I don’t see anybody else volunteering.” I shrugged, opening my arm in a gesture around the room.

“Just be careful.” Jun-hee nodded at me in understanding, I nodded back and reached around her for a hug. “I will be” I closed my eyes and succumbed to the warm embrace. I heard a small sneeze and turned my head up above to see Min-su rocking his head back and forth between me and Se-mi’s body. I though he looked so scared and lost like a baby bird. I went to Se-mi but before I could bend down Young-sik pulled me away.

“Please… let me.” He said understandingly. I stepped back watching as he closed her open eyes and draped one of the yellow blankets atop her resting body. I looked back at Min-su who slowly shook his head no urging me to stay with his eyes.

“I’m going for her, and for you.” I looked from my friends body to the one atop the beds. “She will not have died in vain, and you will not suffer the same.” I vowed looking back at Jun-hee. “You’ll have your baby.” I turned to Young-sik, “You will go on living,” and finally, I looked at Geum-ja, “Your life will not end in here”. She took a deep breath and nodded at me, patting my full arms. Looking around the room I saw a few people who had watched the interaction with teary eyes start hugging themselves or some of their friends, looking like they now regretted if they should have gone or not.

“Regardless of if you had wanted to stay, or end , nobody deserves to die this way.” I grimaced at the bodies around me. Turning to the door I anxiously stood in front of the threshold, feeling that nagging voice of doubt creeping back into my brain, but thinking of what might happen if I didn’t get them the ammo fueled me even more. With a strong breath in I stepped over the entrence and started jogging down the hall.

As I came across dead guards I emptied their pockets and kept briskly walking. My shins growing sore at the tightness I kept myself in. Stopping a few times to see where the next bloody trail of foot prints left, I craned my neck up to see how high this place went. The light from above shining onto the brightly colored space, not giving much room for shadows to creep in. Following the steps higher and higher I felt almost like I was in a maze. I noticed some broken glass on the ground and looked up to see a camera shot through, now facing the ground, spotting more of them like a trail I no longer felt the decision part of my brain working, as I concluded I simply had to follow the cameras.

I counted as I stepped till I got to one that wasn’t shot through.

How did they miss this one?

I walked past before a crunch under my foot distracted me again. I look down to make sure no pieces got in my shoe, and saw the white handkerchief Young-il gave me. He had taken it back in the bathroom, it must’ve fallen out of his pocket…

Remembering his defending warning from the door I felt my stomach sink thinking about if something might’ve happened to him, and how he would react to seeing me out of the room. Part of me wishes he’ll pull me in and kiss me for my bravery, the other part of me hopes he won’t be too upset. But deep down there’s this other, scolding feeling, what if he’s really upset with me? What if he hates me for it?. I couched this white symbol of worry closer to my chest as I carried on following the broken cameras.

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A light on the camera flickered, waking itself from its shut down state. As it slowly turned to follow the way (Y/N) walked. It recorded as she stopped to grab more ammo and zoomed into the bundle in her arms.

“The girl has extra ammunition.” The black masked guard reported on his walkie. “All triangle soilders approaching your stations, load an extra round of ammunition into your inner pocket.” He ordered, as the pink guards around him fiddled with their computers, he turned to the nearest one who was saving every moment of footage they had before their cameras where shot.

“Number 6,”

The gaurd stood and turned to face his supervisor, the right hand man of their boss the front man.

“Follow player 432” he bowed aknowledging his command and made a swift exit to catch up to her.

“Don’t let her out of your sight…”

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I crawled on the ground almost army style, as I got closer and closer to the sound of the gunshots. Using the sleeves of the jacket to tie it around my shoulders I hastily made my way around the corner as I laid on the ground. Hyun-ju spotted me and yelled for a cover fire. The walls next to me were torn up from bullets as their non-stop rain of shots, but for a brief moment there where more shots going out then coming at us.

I noticed Dae-Ho shooting aimlessly before he looked over to me. I threw the jacket over to him as his shaking arms caught it. He opened the bag reveling the ammo and diving them out. He looked between me and the bag, and tossed me his gun. I quickly caught it making sure the barrel was aimed away from me, now my shaky arms looked around in confusion.

“DAE-HO, I’VE NEVER USED A GUN BEFORE!!” I shouted at him, inspecting the gun wearily, never thinking I would hold one. Our parents raised me and Gi-hun in a peaceful household, never in my life did I think I would ever hold such a harsh weapon. I turned to Hyun-ju but before I could ask her she yelled at me and pointed to the pink guards.

“MAKE THE CROSS IN THE SMALLER BARELL LINE UP WITH WHAT YOU WANT TO HIT AND SHOOT!” She yelled turning back to her own mission.

I grabbed it and started taking single shots at the oncoming barrage. Looking through the sniper attachment I zeroed in on one of the triangles shooting at our side. It turned towards me with its finger on the trigger. I quickly ducked down but heard more shots aimed at the spot next to me. I looked back through and saw they had turned away from me. More guards ran up behind them and aimed towards my very open position first, before they turned their attention to other spots. I looked in the air in confusion. If I was to stand up not a single bullet would hit me right now.

What the hell?

I turned to watch the shots next to me as our team did their best to return fire. Looking at the smaller size of the group I look at Hyun-ju confused.

“Where’s Young-il?!” I shouted over the fire storm, not seeing him with the others. A sinking feeling in my stomach appeared as I thought of him. The square guard from before was also no where to be found. I didn’t notice his body as any of the ones I picked clean. But all I could think of was how I might’ve been right earlier, that something did happen, oh god is he dead? Did he have to hide somewhere? Did he loose his radio?

“They went to find the control room with Jung-bae and Gi-hun.” She yelled back. We heard the radio scratch on as Gi-hun asked if they could get any back up. Without a moments hesitation I grabbed an extra two rounds of ammo and made a run for it. Wherever Gi-hun was, Young-il was there too.

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As fast as she had loaded them, the extra rounds seemed to run out. Hyun-ju grabbed another round and counted the singular shots she made. 15 rounds…Only 15…. They were only half full.

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Now that the walls were closer I felt even more compressed. Like a hamster in a cage. I followed the dead guards till I found Gi-hun and Jung-bae taking cover a few stairs up. When he saw me his face crunched in confusion.

“(Y/N) what are you doing?!” He yelled from above. I held up the extra rounds I brought with me and quickly stuffed them in my pockets as I felt bullets start brushing against my hair.

“Jung-bae! Cover fire!” I heard him order, always so bossy, I felt the bullets stop for a second, and ran like one towards my brother and his best friend. I passed them each a round when Jung-bae placed a hand on my shoulder.

“Young-il went up those stairs with two other men, we gave them our last rounds, they need some too.” I nodded at him, the weight of my heart as heavy as my pockets, knowing he was just around the corner but not knowing if he was okay. The walls were torn up around us, the air heavy with the smell of gun powder wafting around, further fueling my emotional state.

I side stepped to to try and push to the stairs but Gi-hun held me back.

“No, stay here, their looking for a way to get around the gaurds, we’ll move together as soon as they radio us that their okay.” He insisted. I shook my head and tried to get around him again when he harshly pushed me back.

“No (Y/N), stay. Here.” He pushed. Shoving me back again he held me to the wall with his gun. I scoffed and harshly pushed him back. “What the hell, what is your problem Gi-hun? They need ammo too!” I exclaimed.

He turned around quickly to return fire before returning his attention to me.

“Because, we haven’t heard back from them yet, they could be dead and more soilders could be coming this way.” He reasoned, a few ricocheting bullets made their way towards us as Gi-hun held me close to the wall with his arm. I struggled against him, not realizing before how much stronger he had gotten over the last few years. My weak muscles barely meeting his force.

“Ughhh! Gi-hun let me go!!” I yelled at him. If Young-il was in trouble, and I had a chance to save him, damn it. I was gonna take it.

“No, you’re staying here.” He returned. With a harsh grunt he somehow held me tighter to the wall, I pushed and pushed against him to no avail. Finally deciding that I might have to hurt him to let me go, I bent his elbow in an un-natural way. He retracted before any damage could be done and I attempted to make a run for it. He quickly caught my arm and yanked me back. With both hands on either side of my head he caged me into the wall, glaring holes through my head. “I’m not letting you leave, we don’t know anything yet!” I shoved and kicked at his chest but his stance was unwavering. As he drew in closer to me, the gun wrapped at his chest pushed heavily into mine. Feeling the heavy weight of the metal dig into my skin, I turned my attention to it, trying to push it off of me.

“OW, Gi-hun you’re hurting me.” I angrily stated, he turned and motioned to Jung-bae to keep firing. In his distraction, I unclamped the gun from the strap he was keeping it on and turned it upwards to under his chin, resting my finger ever so lightly on the trigger. When he turned back I felt my soul turn as dark as coal watching his eyes dilate in reaction.

I held the gun firmly in my trembling hands.

"I'm... going... to Young-il," | panted out. He took his hands off the wall and steadily walked backwards. "(Y/N), put it down." His voice slightly wavered, his attitude now flipped. We both knew I wouldn't do it, I wouldn't shoot him. Slowly making my way back to my gun, I delicately picked up the heavy metal. I left Gi-hun's gun where l once stood and ran.

"(Y/N)?(Y/N)!!" He shouted after me. I was over this, I dashed around the corner before he could catch up to me.

Turning around I made no effort to hide or shield myself. My mind set on finding one person and it wouldn’t rest until it got that person. He was like a drug in that way. Changing my brain and chemicals to become dependent on them and then alone. He had been there for me the entire game, he watched over me and made me feel safe. How could I not be addicted?

I reached around corners like someone who had no fear of death, of consequence. I could have sworn I heard something behind me but the acoustics of this place would make you think you were insane. I raced up the stairs, whipping my neck at every corner, I turned at one and saw that mass of black hair standing out against the purple stairwell. Giving myself whiplash I turned to him and went to touch his shoulder when I saw Young- il raise his gun towards his teammates. Before I knew what had happened I saw the bodies drop to the ground. One fully dead and the other simply wounded. Freezing in place as though that stupid doll was in front of me once again, I tightly clenched myself inwards in fear.

I retracted my hand slowly watching as Young-il slightly shifted backwards fixing his stance. He turned the barell to the wounded man and without remorse went to shoot at him, finishing what he started. I flinched when he pressed the trigger waiting for the gunshot but heard only a click. I saw him hold steady as he clicked it a few more times before realizing he was out.

With an annoyed sigh Young-il took out his magazine and replaced it with the full one, taking aim once again only for the radio scratching to life pausing him in the ending of others.

“YOUNG-IL? YOUNG-IL COME IN. (Y/N) is heading in your direction with more ammo!! What’s going on up there?!” Gi-hun shouted through the receiver. I held my breath hoping he wouldn’t turn around. Picking up the radio, I watched as he walked calculated towards the dying man on the floor.

“We lost Gi-hun. It’s over…. I’m sorry.” He hushed out. I could feel Gi-hun’s disappointment from the radio as he yelled at Young-il for more information.

Holding the button of the transmitter down, he shot the man with the other. No holding back, he shot the man just as quickly as he thought up a lie for Gi-hun. He stood back up from his knees, resting the gun on its strap and switching the radio channel.

“Start wrapping this up.” He firmly executed. Right as he switched off the radio he heard the familiar sound and turned to look at me. I cocked my gun and held it tightly in my hands but loosely in my arms.

His deep sharp knife like eyes cut right through my resolve, unlike Gi-hun who backed away he slowly inched closer.

“Put it down.” He commanded moving slower than time itself.

“What are you doing Young-il?” My voice cracked out in betrayal. He took the hand not holding the radio and wrapped it around my own hand where mine was set on the trigger.

“(Y/N)… put it down.” He said softer now, “come on darling… give me the gun.” He spoke in the same voice he just used to Gi-hun. My fave dropped in sadness as my limbs went weak. He swiftly but softly ripped the gun away from me, taking out the magazine and throwing it to the side.

“Why are you here?” His once tantalizing voice now felt harsh like a parent scolding a child. He wrapped his hands around my arms effortlessly holding me up and close.

“Why did you-“ I cut myself off as I let out a small tear. I could feel my throat getting tight and my nose getting stuffed. “Who are you?” I muttered out as he raised a hand to cup my cheek. I shook my head in disbelief as he shushed me.

Pulling me into his chest I let out soft sobs, wrapping my arms around myself. He tilted my chin up with his hand, grasping it in a vice grip when I tried to push him off of me.

“Nobody you need to worry about lovely.” He whispered back, he softly kissed my forehead holding me tighter as I struggled against him. I started punching at his chest angry, confused, and scared.

He tilted his own head up and nodded behind me in my direction. The second I felt his hands loosen I shoved him away only to bump into another body. I saw a pair of pink arms wrap around me. One on my torso and the other around my mouth. I saw Young-il take something from another gaurds and open the black case he had been handed. I felt fear bubbling in my guts, mixed with a sick arousal of curiosity.

Out of the case he picked up a needle, the tip so small and so reflective all I could see was a little light on the end.

“Shh, sh sh sh sh sh, it’s okay… this won’t hurt a bit.” He hushed me, gently caressing my face and arms, whatever he could get his hands on. I struggled and bit the hand of the person holding me like a toddler being out in timeout. He let me go with a hiss but simply moved his hand to my forehead to keep me still. I kicked at shins and elbowed stomachs but considering I was much smaller and much weaker then them it was of no use. I screamed an ear piercing screech. Considering how echoey it was in here I saw a few of the people around me flinch in annoyance as the needle tip got closer and closer to my neck.

I felt the small prick right under my ear. My screaming stopped as I felt my body drop limply. My vision became blurry and I saw Young-il pulling away, and placing a kiss where he had just injected me. When he moved his lips were tinted dark red, and when he opened his mouth to speak I saw a small line of blood on his tongue. I couldn’t hear what he said next but he wasn’t speaking to me, it was to others behind me.

I pushed against my own head so hard to stay awake that I was giving myself a headache. After a quiet second or two the ringing in my ears stopped as my body gave way to whatever drug it was and went under.

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“Now witness the consequences of your ‘heroic’ actions…” the front man taunted at the man he beat. With no remorse he shot Jung-bae and watched the pain and wollow that followed on Gi-Huns face. When he tried to attack him the gaurds held him down firmly as the front man turned to head back to the control room.

“DID YOU KILL MY SISTER?!” Gi-hun shouted angrily causing In-ho to stop walking. With a slight movement over his shoulder he further taunted his enemy.

“Let’s see how many more people die due to your foolishness…” he trailed off, leaving Gi-hun without a straight answer, forcing his own mind to torture him trying to fill in the blanks.

Finally having won, the front man entered the elevator and watched on a screen as Gi-hun was taken back to the room, forced to walk past his once small but ample military. In-ho could see the distraught and pain sewn into his features,

and it was delicious…

AN: WHEW I’m finally done with this chapter, stay tuned because there’s one more and while we wait for season three I’ll post little blurbs here and there to keep you all entertained. Thank you for waiting so patiently and I hope you didn’t wait TOO long.

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fandomobbsessedb · 3 months ago

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Spectacular gimme fifteen of em

😍😍😍

𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋 𝐔𝐏.𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐇

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Sugar Daddies! In-ho/Gi hun x Fem!Reader

𝐒𝐔��𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Your sugar daddies want to show you a little surprise…

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1.4k

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Breath Play!, Daddy kink, Spit play,Blowjob, They run a secret undercover business together, Reader wears a pink dress—so if u don’t like pink ignore the dress part

You were truly living the life that others craved and died for,while others had to work 9/5 jobs to get a few change; you however just had to show your puppy eyes to ether one of your sugar daddies and get thousands.What a life.

Gi hun was the most protective of you, always making sure you had enough money to sustain your lavish lifestyle, you were his princess if not a queen in his eyes; he would do anything just to see your eyes light up like fireworks and your crazed smile adorn your face because you received a diamond necklace.It truly made his day.

In-ho on the other hand was a bit more stern when giving you your allowance. He always had a few insisting questions ready to lash out when your pretty self begged him for a couple grands, “ what do you need the money for ?” was always his first question, as much as you love him, you couldn’t hide the fact that he slightly annoyed you when it came down to situations like this, because quite frankly as harsh as it sounds he was just your sugar daddy and not your actual father so he should start acting like it.

Anyways, tonight, something was definitely going to go down…you could feel it in air, especially when the normal stoic and calm In-ho responded with using “Xx” at the end of his sentence when messaging you, this was quite outlandish for his standards seeing as though his responses are always short and snappy; so this behaviour was really strange from him. Coming down 2 solutions as to why In-ho was so ‘happy’ you thought, it was ether he just made a huge deal with another incorporation and is feeling a lil babygirl today orrr someone drugged your man with laughing gas and now he’s suffering the consequences. Ether way it goes, you’re still gonna get that money regardless sooo….

Following orders from your sugar daddy’s ( which was to meet them 8pm sharp at their shared establishment), you got dolled up in your most luxurious outfit, which consisted of a sparkly pink dress,with each diamond etched into the fabric; some cute heals that gracefully adorned your feet and last but not least, a mini purse that shimmered like stars in the night sky. Hearing the sound of your designated chauffeur that your men ordered you, you got up from your vanity and headed out your bedroom.

𝟒𝟎 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑…

As I stepped into the lavish penthouse suite, my heart raced with anticipation. Tonight was going to be unforgettable, thanks to the two powerful men who had taken me under their wing - In-ho, the ruthless entrepreneur, and Gi-hun, his cunning right-hand man. It’s quite funny because you knew the other side to their jobs ( In-ho the leader of squid game and Gi-hun who surrendered and became In-ho’s right hand man) but still tried everything in their power to distract you from it.

They had promised me a night to remember, and I intended to hold them to that vow. In-ho, resplendent in a tailored black suit, greeted me with a firm kiss on the cheek. His eyes, dark and intense, seemed to devour me whole. “My dear, you look exquisite tonight”, he purred, his voice low and seductive. “Shall we begin our little game?”

As I nodded eagerly, Gi-hun emerged from the shadows, his chiseled features illuminated by the soft glow of candles. He wore a crisp white shirt unbuttoned to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of his chest. A sly smile graced his plump lips as he approached, his eyes roving over my body with undisguised hunger. “We've prepared something special for you”, Gi-hun said, leading me to a plush velvet sofa. “Something to satisfy all your deepest desires, seeing as though you’ve been really good for us.”

Gi hun knelt before me, his hands deftly removing my shoes and stockings. His fingers traced the sensitive skin of my ankles, sending shivers up my spine. As he worked his way up, his touch grew bolder, teasing the hem of my skirt.Suddenly, In-ho appeared at my side, his large hand cupping my chin. “Open wide, baby girl”, he commanded, his thumb pressing against my lower lip. I parted my mouth obediently, and he slipped in a finger, probing deep. The sensation made me gasp, and In Gi hun seized the opportunity to slide his own colossal hand beneath my skirt, his palm grazing the damp heat of my core through my panties.

In-ho withdrew his finger, leaving a trail of saliva in its wake. “Such a good little slut, aren't you?” he praised, his breath hot against my ear. “Now, let's see how well you can serve us both”.He guided me onto my knees, positioning me between Gi huns spread legs. The other man looked down at me with lust-glazed eyes, his cock straining against the zipper of his pants. “Show Daddy what a good girl you are”.

Gi hun instructed, his voice husky with desire. I reached for the button of his trousers, popping it open with trembling fingers. As I pulled down the zipper, his thick erection sprang free, slapping against his stomach. Creamy pre-cum glistened and oozed down from the tip, slowly trickling down his shaft like a stream, I couldn't resist leaning in to lap it up with my tongue. “Mmm, so sweet”, I moaned around his shaft, swirling my tongue around the head. Gi hun letted out a guttural groan as his cock hitted the back of my throat. His hands tangled in my hair as he guided me further down. I took him deeper, relishing the musky flavor and the way his cock throbbed in my mouth.

Just as I found a rhythm, In-ho loomed over us, his brown eyes blazing with possessiveness. “Enough playing nice”, he growled, roughly yanking me off Gi hun’s dick.Before I could even let out a whine of protest, In-ho spun me around and shoved me face-first onto the plush sofa cushions. My already short dress rode up, exposing my ass to his hungry gaze. With a swift motion, he ripped away my panties, leaving me bare and vulnerable.

“You're finally ours now, no more going back and forth , you’re gonna stay with us sweetheart”, he declared, his voice dripping with dominance. “And we're going to use you however we please”In-ho shuffled out the way, allowing Gi hun to take his spot behind me, his hands gripped my hips as he positioned himself at my entrance. Without warning, he thrusted inside, filling me to the brim with his thick length. I cried out at the sudden intrusion, my walls clenching around him as he set a brutal pace. In-ho watched intently, his own arousal evident in the bulge straining against his pants. “Look at her take it like a pro” he bellowed in the shadows as his eyes greedily took in the sight of me being used like a fuck toy.

Gi hun grunted in agreement, his hips slamming against mine with increasing force. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the room, mingling with my moans and whimpers. In-ho stepped closer, his hand wrapping around my throat from behind. He squeezed gently, just enough to make my pulse race. “Breathe for us, pet”, he commanded, his fingers tightening slightly. I gasped, the pressure on my windpipe sending a thrill straight to my core. The feeling of my life all in the clutches of the man I so desperately craved, drived me crazy to no end.

In response, Gi hun picked up speed, his cock pistoning in and out of me with reckless abandon. The combined sensations pushed me to the brink, my climax building with each stroke. Being the cunning man In-ho is, sensed my impending release and tightened his grip, cutting off my air supply entirely.Darkness crept in at the edges of my vision as I teetered on the edge, my body tensing in preparation for the inevitable. Just when I thought I might pass out, In-ho released his hold on my throat, allowing me to inhale raggedly.

The sudden rush of oxygen entering my lungs sent me careening over the edge like crashing waves. My orgasm hit with the force of a tsunami, waves of pleasure crashing through me as I spasmed around Gi hun’s still-thrusting cock. He groaned, his own release imminent, and buried himself to the hilt one final time before finding his peak.Thick ropes of cum painted my insides as he filled me to overflowing, his hot seed triggering another aftershock of ecstasy. In-ho watched with a satisfied smirk, his own erection straining painfully against his pants.

“ Ready for part two, sweetheart?”

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fandomobbsessedb · 4 months ago

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UPDATE FOR YOUR FAVORITE PLAYERS FAVORITE PLAYER!!!!

Hey gang! I’m like 1/4 of the way through the chapter, I know it’s been a few days and ya’ll are hanging on but I highly thank you for your patience!!!

Stay tuned and I’ll keep you updated!!!! Thanks!!!

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fandomobbsessedb · 4 months ago

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Your Favorite Players Favorite Player.

Young-Il/ Frontman / In-Ho/ Player 001 x Gi-Hun's Sister Reader)

Chapter 4 : It’s Play or Be Played

Warnings: blood, gore, murder, changes to canon events, obvi, uhhh strong language but I can’t think of where off the top of my head. Guns and long descriptions, a little kissy kissy here n there.

Hehe- canon events

The haunting classical music echoed in the stairs, sending shivers down your back and through your feet. Using the energy you pushed further and further up the stairs. You walked in between Gi-hun and Young-il. Everytime you looked up your brother would be looking down at you, and everytime you looked behind you Young-il’s eyes burned into your skin. When you had woken up for the game that day Young-il seemed to have covered you with his blanket, the gesture sweet but not really needed. You didn’t even know when he had woken up.

Gi-hun did though.

He watched Young-il wake up for his turn. He watched him take the blankets on both of you and straighten them out. He watched as Young-il brushed some hair away from your face before running his hand down to your shoulder and beyond to your arm. Of course always two steps ahead, Young-il had learned what woke your brother up where the others stayed asleep. Intentionally waking him so he could watch, as the thing he was trying so hard to protect was slowly but surely being pulled away from him.

The doors in front of the group flushed open like curtains, revealing a huge open room with a carousel in the middle. Only there were no animals to ride on, they were walking onto the ride.

Welcome to your third game. The game you will be playing is Mingle.

“Mingle?” You whispered under your breath confused. You observed the room a bit more unsure of how this was mingle. Young-il placed a hand on your shoulder. His other hand pointing to the rooms around you.

“We’ll all have to seperate and divide in those rooms when a number is called.” He told you, nearly cheek to cheek with you, ensuring you could see what he was talking about. The name of the game was certainly older than you, so he probably knew more about the actual specifics of the game.

As the players stepped onto the platform, you found it a little entertaining. As you listened to the instructions your mind couldn’t help but wander. When you were little, there was a merry-go-round at the park by your school. Whenever Gi-hun use to pick you up after he was done with work, he would always have acoin to let you ride. It made you so happy you forgot about all the bad things about your day as you rode the elephants and giraffes and penguin statues. Sometimes Gi-hun would even join you lifting you higher up then the pole would let it go.

Internally you felt the most at peace you’ve been since you entered the game. You went to grab the nearest arm and found it to be Young-ils. He simply smiled at you as you attached to his arm.

Let the game begin

The sudden jolt of the platform shook you from where you stood. Using his free arm, Young-il grabbed you before you fell. The eerie kids music having a little ring to it momentarily distracted you before the wheel stopped.

Ten

Gi-hun turned to you and quickly counted your group.

“We have six, we need four more!” He shouted over the chaos. You saw Young-mi’s group standing right behind you with five people. The mother son duo, Young-mi and Hyun-ju and… the shaman. They turned to talk to Gi-hun.

“ We have five!!” They shouted looking around. Almost on beat you all turned your head to face the crazy lady who looked back at you with a defiant look. Without a heart beat in between- your group sprinted for the nearest room leaving that crazy bitch behind. Young-il ran behind you, you felt his hand push you into the room you had claimed by your lower back, ensuring you got in. As soon as Gi-hun entered behind everyone you took a breath as you heard the buzzer of the clock, and the doors lock ca-chunked. You took a breath thinking you could relax, until the gunshots started.

You and a few others in the room jumped in surprise, waiting for it to be over.

The following players have been eliminated.

Players 013, 043, 049, 054, 060

Squeezing your eyes shut tightly, you stood to take a full deep breath.

“What’s the plan when we get split up Gi-hun?” Dae-Ho asked, worry etched across his face now that you all had a minute to breathe.

“For groups of five or four we split up evenly, any above that and we grab whoever we need.” He sighed.

“And what if it’s smaller?” Young-mi asked, grasping onto Hyun-ju’s hand in fear.

“We decide as we go I guess.” He thought. “We can divide out pretty evenly since there’s ten of us in here.” He nodded. You copied his motion looking around the room at who would likely get paired up.

Exiting the room you witnessed the puddles of blood, just collecting on the floor. One mistep, and you had accidently slipped in one of those puddles. It jostled you a bit but you found your balance, looking down you saw the stickiness connecting your shoe to the floor.

Oh my god, oh my god oh my god oh my god, I’m gonna throw up.

You bit your lips to try and keep your mouth closed so as to not throw up all over, and now have blood and vomit to walk on. You took a deep breath again as Gi-hun stood next to you and helped you walk away from the pile.

Ring-a, ring-a, ring-a

Ring-a, ring-a-ring

Ring-a, ring-a, ring-a

Ring-a, ring-a-ring

Four

Trying your hardest to keep your balance you slid in place as your group looked around at eachother.

Hyun-ju’s group gave a silent nod to each other and your group, then ran like the wind towards a room.

As your group looked together to decide who would go, Gi-hun planned to usher you all towards a room. Young-il seeing his sacrifice grabbed at your hand about to pull you away to find a separate group, when a painted hand grabbed onto your ponytail and yanked you backwards.

You slipped in a slick blood puddle and fell into the body behind you, you felt two arms link with yours as they started running.

“LETS GO; WOOOOOOOO” Thanos exclaimed pulling you backwards with Nam-gyu. Se-mi ran next to them shouting an apology at your group. Your slimy shoes did nothing but aid your captors as they pulled you from your group.

“STOP, GUYS HELP ME, STOP IT, STOP” I screamed, I didn’t want to go with these morons, I wanted to stay with my brother. I saw the group trying to make a grab for me but getting pulled back by the crowd. “LET ME GO” I struggled, I saw my friends getting smaller and smaller as I was taken farther away. A door blocked my vision from them as Se-mi slammed it shut, and fiddled with the lock.

“LET ME GO, LET ME OUT OF HERE!” I jumped trying to reach for the door.

“Ah ah ah, no way we’re loosing a game as easy as mingle” Nam-gyu tsked at me, catching me mid jump and barricading the door. I heard the screams start as the timers buzzer sounded. I tried to push him out of the way when Thanos yelled, silenced my cries.

“Wait!” He pointed to Nam-gyu with a confused look on his face. “Where did you leave my boy Gyeong-su?” He asked. Se-mi and Nam-gyu shrugged at eachother before Thanos sighed and ran a hand down his face. Shoving the both of us away from the door, he scared me when he started screaming.

“GEONG-SU”

The gun-shot sounds shook me to my core as Thanos watched his buddy get shot and added to the piggy bank. Peeking through the crack of the door and the wall, I looked around to see if I couldn’t spot any of my group. It was hard to see but so far I hadn’t caught even so much as a glimpse.

You watched in horror as a gaurd walked past your room and to the yellow one adjacent. You screamed at the sudden gunshots from the room next to you. Se-mi rested a shaking hand on your shoulder as the door unlocked.

I stood, frozen in fear. They needed all the players on the platform for the next round, if I just didn’t go, they couldn’t start it. I didn’t want to face the awful truth that… there was a possibility my brother would be- dead. I watched as a puddle of blood started to seep through the floor from the room over and started hyperventilating.

“Hey (Y/N)!” Thanos shouted from the entrence. “Come on señorita, we got a game to play.” He bounced. Wrapping an arm around your shoulders he escorted you from the room, whopping and hollering with Nam-gyu.

Gazing around the room you saw your group exit their door, as apprehensive as you were to leave yours.

“(Y/N)? Young-il??” You heard them shout from their side. With a sad smile you walked over to where they were, Jun-hee being the first to see you.

“(Y/N)!” She yelled, catching the attention of your group. As quickly as her enlarged belly let her she made her way to you in the middle. As soon as you where close enough your wrapped eachother in your embrace. You, careful of her stomach, and her leaning it away. As you relaxed seeing they were okay, she let you go and Dae-ho picked you up with fervor.

“Oh thank god you’re okay!” He cried. I smiled a tight smile at his worry and finally got to Gi-hun. He grabbed at my shoulders and pulled me into him tight. His beanstalk frame towering me, but wrapping me in its comforting cape.

I laid my head against his chest, listening to his sprinting heart beat slow to a mild jog. I felt him take a breath as he started patting me down. His tight arms released me for a moment, holding my face and looking me over. He ran his hands down my arms as he lifted them for inspection as well.

“Gi-hun I’m okay, are you?” I replied, pushing his arms off of me and holding his arms in turn, he nodded. You looked at the rest of the group in confusion.

“Wait, where’s Young-il?” My heart rate picked up once again, I searched the area around us again not seeing his dark mystery eyes.

Now that I think of it, they’re kinda like a basement-dweller’s… eyes never dilating or is that a stoners… he looks like he would kinda do drugs if given the chance…

“Gi-hun!” Someone yelled from behind you. You all turned to see Young-il slightly jogging to your group. Jung-bae didn’t waste any time and jumped into a hug. Young-il didn’t necessarily reciprocate but instead met your eyes, after Jung-bae released him and Dae-ho patted his back, he turned his attention to you.

With a smile I went in for a hug, he went to reciprocate when we noticed how close our faces sat. When we hugged it felt different from the others hugs. It felt like before, warm and enticing, leaving much to be desired.

When you both pulled away, slowly, your faces rest barely an inch apart. You could feel his warm exhale tickle the cold skin of your face. Taking a deep breath I turned back to my brother and stood near him again holding his hand.

“I'm glad you're back.” Jun-hee admit resting her hand on her stomach. Young-il smiled back and looked around.

“Wait a minute. If the next number is seven, we won't need anyone else, will we?” He chuckled. Coming to stand beside you and wrapping his arm around your shoulders, effectively pulling you away from Gi-hun.

“Why not?” Dae ho responded. “Oh, in her tummy? Right, that makes seven!”

“What if it's twins?” Jung-bae laughed “Does that make seven?”

All players, please step onto the center platform.

As you stepped up Young-il pushed you into the center of their group with Jun-hee creating a secure circle around you.

Three

As the music and lights started flashing around you, you felt Young-il stealthily grabbing your hand and interlacing your fingers. Jung-bae and Dae-ho nodded grabbing Jun-hee and rushed to their own room. You saw Young-il and Gi-hun nod grabbing your arms as they rushed off towards a room.

The door locked behind you, trapping the tension inside without a release. You were sat on the floor as Gi-hun and Young-il stared between each other. Your hand went down to help you straighten your seated position when a cold, slick substance caused you to shiver.

A gunshot rang across the room when the firing start. Young-il noticed your shakiness and pulled you into his chest, matching the earlier feeling Gi-hun gave you. You felt like a caterpillar, wrapped in the safety of your cocoon. His hands sat tight on your ears, blocking out all but the sound of your heartbeat. His white t-shirt creating a calm ambiance in contrast to the dark room you found yourself in.

As soon as the shots stopped he pulled back from your face, with his hands still covering your ears. Gi-hun was oblivious to the interaction behind him as he watched the massacre.

My eyes locked into his. A whirlpool of dark emotions swirling around in his trapping gaze. The rest of the world fading around you as you felt yourself fall deeper and deeper into his embrace. Physically you leaned closer to his face, the tips of your noses almost touching. He blinked down at you, scanning you over making you feel like a book of secrets he had been searching for.

His hands slowly trailed down from your ears, the edges of his fingers tickling your jawline. His finger nails lightly scratching at your skin, like a match on scratch paper, feeding the flame inside your stomach. He gently cradled your face in his wide, warm hands. He leaned in, almost in slow motion it felt so long. Your eyes hooded further blocking your view of the room. Your lips came so close you could feel the chapping skin of his- the tension between you melting away the closer you got. Your hands rested on his wrists keeping him close.

Finally, like a bullet meeting a body, his lips met yours. Crashing through the walls of your emotions with such force, such determination, you wondered if he was actually a superhero, the force was so magnetic.

But alas, it wasn’t meant to last…

The lock opened like a cock-blocking lock would. Really fucking annoyingly.

Gi-hun turned helping his sister up who was still flushed from….. well he didn’t know what, probably her nerves from the gunshots. But on the inside, she never felt more at peace.

He popped his head out of the door starting to look for their friends. Young-il helping his shaking sister out of the room, he noticed they were one of the first groups out and waited anxiously.

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Young-ils hand around my waist felt like a favorite belt, locking into place. I was so shaken up from the murders, then to being taken to heaven for a few solitary moments, the brought back to the living hell we where in was, really fucking with my brain. Looking to the side I saw Geum-ja embracing Hyun-ju and Young-mi, reveling in her relief at their wellbeing before her eyes met me and she yelped once again.

“YOU’RE ALIVE TO!” She exclaimed quickly shuffling her way to me. I met her in the middle and embraced her like a grandma.

“You’re not hurt are you.” She held my face in the same spot Young-il’s hands previously rested. She started turning and twisting me to look me over before meeting my gaze once more. I nodded in response. I looked up behind her to see Young-sik standing there looking like he was about to cry.

“Mrs.Jang?” I tapped her shoulder and pointed behind her. She saw her son and rushed to him embracing him like she had me and the other girls.

Watching their emotional embrace suddenly made a wave of regret flush over me. What was I thinking? My brother was working so hard to protect me and keep me safe from everything in here, and I disrespected his presence back in the room with Young-il. I turned back seeing Young-il look to me, but I didn’t match his gaze, instead embracing Gi-hun who copied his earlier motion of holding me close like a mama bear who’s baby just fell in the river.

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As Young-il watched Gi-hun help you climb up the stairs and stand next to him, an overwhelming feeling of greed came over him. As he watched the siblings stay closer than ever… he knew what he now had to do…

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Six

Your group once again scanned who was part of their bregade and who would go in what groups.

Gi-hun did the quick math. “Four women and two men!”

“I stay with my mom!” Young-sik demanded, Dae-ho volunteered and off the group ran. You stood there with Young-il, grasping his arm tightly as your brother searched for one more person. They spotted a woman who had been abandoned by her group and swept her up running into a red room, the countdown just ending.

Again as you heard the screams and cries of players being shot your heart couldn’t take it anymore. You looked between Gi-hun and Young-il who in turn were looking around the room ensuring everyone’s safety. Young-il being the one who had comforted you before got your attention.

You buried yourself into his chest as his hands came up to cover your ears. Gi-hun looked at the two of you with an angry confused look, of course you didn’t get to witness it as Young-il quietly nodded his head at the door to distract his prey.

When they had let you out you looked for your group again, finding Jun-hee and Myun-gi speaking angrily, and Hyun-ju with a distanced glaze.

“Hey uh, where Young-mi?” Jung-bae asked looking around at the others doors in hopes of finding her. Dae-ho looked at you with a desolate look before looking at the rest..

Feeling faint at the sudden revelation you leaned on Jung-bae behind you who was more than happy to help, until Young-il came in.

no, no she can’t be, no.. no no no

You could barely get enough oxygen, your feet felt like led weights… turning around you started yelling.

“Young-mi….. YOUNG-MI!” She can’t be gone, I can’t- she’s… she’s…

“(Y/N), she fell and didn’t make it in the door fast enough.” Geum-ja left her son’s side and came to comfort me.

“No, no she, she went to a different room.” I trailed off looking around for her short little bob cut. Turning to the door they came from, I saw the puddle of blood dripping off from the door. A scratching sob wretched my body as I fell to my knees. Someone I knew, someone who we were close with, was taken oh so easily, as I feared would happen to me and the rest of the group in due time.

I could hardly breath I was letting so much out, the built up stress and pressure of this place, along with a close loss.

“I don’t know how much more I can do this.” I cried into my hands. Geum-ja got down and held me as I wept, turning the dried out blood into liquid once again.

Now, the final round will begin

“One more round (Y/N)” Young-il said in an attempt to comfort the weeping girl. Slowly her cries subdued as she ran out of steam. She turned from the door, not seeing the guards behind quickly wiping up the floor where Young-mi had been shot.

Her slowly made her way up the bloody steps. It was like some kind of sick confetti, sticking to her shoes and painting them red. Like a celebration that she wasn’t dead.

The wheel spun, its tantalizingly slow speed teasing what was to come.

The lights dulled as the music started, and the last players stood like statues holding their place on the platform.

“What do you think it'll be this time?” Dae-ho broke the silence asking.

“Two” Young-il responded sturdily.

Slowly, Jung-bae turned his head. “Why?”

“There are 126 people left, and there are 50 rooms. So there won't be enough for everyone, only for 100 people. The rest will be killed.” He said, holding his head up, determination boiling over in his mind.

Two

“Oh god” I cried to myself, I quickly looked at our group trying to see who had a game plan. With 0 hesitation, Gi-hun made a grab for me when Young-il pointed at a room and yelled.

“RUN!” He shouted.

Like the flash of a lightning bolt our group divided and grabbed people to run with. Time seemed to slow down as I bolted to the door, unquestioning his order. I saw the number “001” run past me in as two other guys had their hands on the door handle. I slowed down seeing the room being taken to look for other open doors. When I turned back it all came onto me at once as I watched Young-il grab the man’s shoulders with an iron fist, yanking him away.

“GET IN!” Again without question, I yanked open the door and clambered in. I looked up and stopped dead in my tracks.

Someone was already inside.

Young-il shoved his way inside and slammed the door shut. He looked at me before following my line of sight.

“Out” he huffed. The man tried to protest but was quickly shut down as the timer counted down from ten, and Young-il tackled his ass.

“Lock the door!” He yelled from the corner. I did my best to hold my ground as I tried to get the jostling door to shut. Once I locked it I heard the overhead count down and turned my attention back to Young-il.

Five

I gasped, my hands flying to my mouth in shock as I saw him strangling the man on the floor.

Four

His head turned purple as Young-il’s hold got tighter.

Three

Snap

Two

He….. he killed him.

One

Young-il released a sigh letting the man’s body hit the ground. The gunshots started at the leftover players. He stood from the ground with his arms out for an embrace. He pulled me into his arms blocking the sound’s out again. I was shaking, I could hardly stand and my jaw hurt from how much I was shivering.

As I stared into the darkness of his clothes I felt his breathing pumping like a non-stop machine. Following his breathing I managed to calm down once more.

I remembered the camera sitting in the corner of the room. Slowly turning my head to look at that little black bug, I watched a light inside go from red, to green. I turned my face back into his chest as I cried. My hands gradually clutched onto his jacket tighter and tighter. If that guy was still alive when the timer ended… we would’ve been killed.

He just held me close as I sobbed, rubbing my back as I came down from the anxiety rush.

“It’s over now, the games done.” He reminded me. One of his hands came off my ears to wipe at my face. His hand tilted my chin up as he wiped my face. I stared at the eyes that entranced me so, realizing there was a darkness I hadn’t noticed before. My breathing quickened as I went to pull away.

Young-il recognized that however and quickly finished what he started in the round second to previous. Holding my chin in place his chapped lips came into contact with mine, holding me in place.

Most people don’t realize when a tsunami is coming, the water pulling back farther and farther till the wave crashes in and destroys everything. You were one of those people, and Young-il is that Tsunami.

The overwhelming feeling of desire flushing away all your worries as the wave crashed onto shore. His lips feeling like the only life raft you had. His hands holding your face above the water saving you from surely drowning. It boiled over in your stomach and the heat filled into your face. For a brief moment, only a moment, you were on a deserted island, the water rushing away from you as your little island stood strong. The only two things there where you and Young-il, oblivious to all the pain and destruction befalling your peers.

He pulled away for a brief moment wrapping you in his arms, suctioning himself to you. In a moment of vulnerability on his end, his hold tightened.

“No force in this world will ever break my hold on you.” He whispered deeply into your mouth. Trembling in his hold, he disregards your uncertainly and re attaches your lips.

“You’re the only force I need.”

AN: I just really wanted to write all the kissy kissy scenes and I’ve spent so long on this chapter too. I hope you guys like it! I’ll keep ya’ll updated on chapters five and six on the master list.

Until then!!!!

Yours truly

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Your Favorite Players Favorite Player.

Young-Il/ Frontman / In-Ho/ Player 001 x Gi-Hun's Sister Reader)

Chapter 3 : Childs Play

Warnings: Guns, Blood, Swearing, Violence, Some up close and personal moments.

Words that look like this are inner thoughts.

Opening the small container they gave us for lunch, I found an egg, rice, some kimchi, and other vegetables. It looked a lot like the lunches Gi-hun mom use to make for me. It didn’t look exactly the same but it was strikingly similar. After taking a bite I set it down to look at how others were fairing with their lunches. Gi-hun wasn’t eating, instead a whole bunch of O’s were surrounding him, and he had this desolate look on his face. With a sigh of annoyance I picked up my food and made my way towards them all. I came around the back and sat in the middle of the stairs so I was a comfortable distance from Gi-hun, but close enough that anything I said was still relevant.

“We had to pick out one of the four shapes.” He sort of half mumbled.

“So of those, which one was the easiest to do?” Jung-Bae spat, with a mouth full of food.

“Triangle” my brother answered.

“And the hardest?” He asked again.

“OH MY GOD don’t you people have better things to do, I’m trying to eat in peace over here. Everyone wants to fucking win so bad but they chose to stay-“ I mumbled at the end of my exclamation.

Turning around Gi-hun gazed at his sister, wondering how long she had been sitting there and trying to eat. He looked down at his half eaten egg and cup of rice and decided he couldn’t eat anymore, just thinking about his future inside the building and his sisters, and passed her the rest of his meal. She looked down at it before grabbing the box, nodding at his subtle gesture. A silent understanding seeming to have grown between them since their argument the previous day. She returned to her curled up position near the top of the stairs and continued to eat.

After finishing her tin, and the leftover of her brothers she finally tuned back into the conversation.

“You were in the marines?” Jung-Bae asked inspecting Dae-Ho’s sleeve.

Jung-Bae simply chuckled and called at ease. As the two of them slapped and yelled around you noticed your brother turning to look at you with a “wtf” face. You matched it shrugging and went back to tuning them out.

“What are you doing over here?” I asked, resting my head on one arm and looking at 001.

“I had some questions for 456 here.” He said slightly gesturing to Gi-hun as he went back to watching the two marines.

“What about you?” He turned to meet your gaze again. “I thought your bed was on the other side?” He questioned. Weird he knows where your bed is.

“I just came over because-“ you caught yourself mid sentence not really sure what to say, you didn’t want to out loud admit why, but you also didn’t have a good knack for lying. “I wanted to… wanted to see the commotion and shit.” Gi-hun listened in, you may be here to play games, but he’s not.

“Is that really why or did you need something jamae?” He said with a stern yet soft tone. You looked back at him from 001 and rolled your eyes.

“Ugh nothing, again why are you always in. My. Business.” You punctuated. Angrily slamming your trays down, and starting to walk away, when a fight on the other side, near your bed, caught your attention. Two guys beating up player 333. It captured your attention and paused your angry leave. As you were stuck watching you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder, lead you backwards to stand farther away from the danger. Shifting your gaze you saw 001 walking towards them.

“Hey, kids. What makes you think you can behave like that? Especially while people are eating. And in front of your elders and ladies too. It's bad manners, not to mention it's two against one. Shame on you guys.” He said loudly grabbing the rooms attention.

You sat and watched as the two started talking to him. They went to pounce when effortlessly, he grabbed Thanos by the neck. As the other one was coming up he simply shot his leg out kicking him down. You watched him turn Thanos onto the ground in anger.

Woah that… is really hot, whaaaaat the hell.

Just watching that I felt my heart beat pick up, my face feels kinda warm too. I applauded with the rest of the room but found him walking back making direct eye contact with me. When he got back the group started questioning him as I just sat and examined him like some scientist observing an animal, now that I noticed him closer I saw where his sweat suit clung tighter to his muscles, and I realized I could now see his face. His dark brown eyes holding a darkness behind them, like a dingy basement, and I wanna go down the stairs.

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Lights out will begin in 10 minutes.

As I settled into my bed, I took my shoes and jacket off and set them next to my mattress, I heard footsteps coming my way and looking up I saw Gi-hun standing near my bed, just a step down.

“What do you want?” I tiredly mumbled.

“Come and sleep on my side of the room, it’s not safe to be alone at night.” He said with a more airy tone, like he asked it as a question but meant it as a statement.

“What would I need to be safe from?” I responded. He took a look around the room and at other of my bunk mates.

“Just, in case someone tries something, we’re in a room full of strangers, who knows what any of them could do.” He whispered now close to me. I look back at him like he was a crazy man.

“Gi-hun I’m fine, nobody has anything against me in here, the only girl who did is currently dead. I’ll be fine right here.” He looked around me and with a curled lip he nodded.

“Alright, I’m right across the room if you need anything.” He nodded and started walking back, with an exaggerated sigh I stopped him.

The lights had shut off and the only thing we had was a giant piggy bank for a nightlight, and the glowing symbols on the floor.

“Gi-hun.” I waited till he looked back at me, “goodnight.” I nodded, he nodded and wished me sweet dreams as well, as sweet as they could be in a place like this. He stopped once more before descending the rest of the stairs.

“I love you (y/n)” he finished walking the rest of the way down.

Under my breath I whispered my response hoping he heard enough of it.

“I love you too”

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Gi-hun stood in the front of the triangle line, (Y/N) right behind him, and 001 behind her. He took his metal tin and turned, going to show his sister the shape first then the rest.

When he opened the tin, he was met with an insanely complex triangle with no lines, just corners. A wave of nervousness flushed over him.

“What is it?” (Y/N) said, tilting the tin for her to see the shape. “Gi-hun what the hell?” She said looking back at him, his eyes met hers worry sewn into his features. 001 gently took her shoulders and moved her behind him shielding her from his gaze, he looked at the cookie then peered at Gi-hun through his eyelids.

“Wait, wait, wait, what? What the hell kinda shape is that? Even an ex-Marine couldn't get that out!” Jung-bae exclaimed.

“Really? This one's the easiest to get out?”

“You said you won! You said you’ve done it!”

“What are you going to do, take responsibility for this?”

“Do something!”

“We’re all gonna die and it’s this guys fault.”

“It’s your fault!”

Taking a breath and feeling all the air come back to his lungs, Gi-hun woke with a start. Running a hand down his face he took another deep breath trying to control his breathing. He sat up and looked around the room until he spotted his sister, still laying sound asleep in her spot. Her blanket curled up to her chin and her eye brow twitching every now and again.

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Attention, please. The second game will begin momentarily.Please follow the instructions from our staff.

Sitting up I stretched and began putting my shoes and jacket on. I looked down at Se-mi waking up as well.

“How can this game be right after we wake up?” She asked looking at me.

“I have no clue girl, better wake up though because I can’t see “sleepiness” boding well in the games.” Walking down the steps, I saw 001 reaching the ground at the same time I did. I felt my face start to warm at seeing his stiff body move around and wake up.

“Hi” I shyly said, feigning being extra tired. He smiled back. “Hello, how did you sleep?” He softly asked back. I shrugged and looked around us to see what other people were doing.

“I was a little cold I think, I woke up clutching my blanket like a new born.” I chuckled, I was about to ask how he slept when I saw Gi-hun coming down the stairs. I didn’t want him babysitting me in whatever game was next so I quickly excused myself and hid in the crowd.

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In-ho, had a new understanding of Gi-hun and this other player’s relationship, decided it would be better to simply watch rather than try and include himself….. of course listening to his conscious didn’t get him where he was today. Listening to his conscious wouldn’t get him to Gi-hun. He knew… NOT listening to his conscious, would get him closer to her, and through her, Gi-Hun.

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“Welcome to your second game.This game will be played in teams. Please divide into teams of five in the next ten minutes.”

I had entered the room before my brother did, I was pushed by the group way over to the wall. I saw player 120 walking around trying to join groups. I took a deep breath hoping she wouldn’t mind if we partner, and went to talk to her.

“Do you want to partner?” Se-mi cut me off, grabbing my arm and stopping my path. With a quick glance at 120 I saw her talking to someone, figuring she had joined someone I turned back.

“Sure” I smiled.

“Great” she smiled back, “now we just need three more pep-“

“Señorita’s excuse me.” Thanos spoke from behind me. I turned to see him and stood shoulder to shoulder with Se-mi. “Let’s play the game together.”

“Well, why should we?” Se-mi asked.

“Don’t you know who he is? He’s Thanos, the rapper. ‘I’m gonna kill half of humanity With my raps’”256 explained. With a sneer I looked to the other two taking the attention away from that one.

“Does that pickup actually work for you?” I asked sarcastically.

“Hang on, girls? We don’t know what the game is.” 124 interrupted.

“I, Thanos the great, will protect you.” Thanos explained.

“Right, Thanos. So have you got all the Infinity Stones?” Se-mi asked jokingly.

“Of course.” He responded flicking his hand out. “I’m going to destroy anyone who gets in my way! Just stick with me, and you’ll be safe. Okay?”

I looked to the right of me seeing this little guy sort of wandering around, I beckoned him over with my hand. I looked to the left of me and saw player 120 now paired up with three other people. That team looks way more stable than this one.

“What’s your name?” I asked the other player who walked up to me.

“I’m Park Min-su” he responded shakily.

“Cool, I’m Seong (y/n) wanna take my spot on this team?” I asked with a smile, he looked confused but before he could answer I stuck him where I was standing and just said “great.”

When Se-mi turned to ask me something I shoved him in my spot.

“Ladies this is Park Min-su, he is me now, I’m going somewhere else.” I rushed out to give them no time for questions. Se-mi looked at me weirdly. I just pat her shoulder and walked towards my desired team.

Approaching the team I noticed there was a much smaller girl, an older woman and a man.

“Excuse me.” I spoke up, causing them to turn to me. “Could I possibly join your guys team?” I asked looking at all of them, hoping my charm was enough for them to let me in. The old lady looked at the others before nodding her head.

“Yes, yes of course.” She smiled. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Dae-ho had followed me for a second.

“Excuse me Miss, would you join our team, we need one more?” He asked politely.

“Oh sorry I already have a team.” I replied taking a step back to be more in group with my team.

Time for team selection is up. The game you will be playing is SixLegged Pentathlon.

You will start with your legs tied together. Each member will take turns playing a minigame at every tenmeter mark, and if you win, the team can move on to the next one. Here are the minigames.

Number one, the Ddakji.

Number two, Flying Stone.

Number three, Gonggi.

Number four, Spinning Top.

Number five, Jegi.

Well none of those are dallgona…

Your goal is to win all the minigames and cross the finish line in five minutes. Please decide players for each minigame.

As my team decided it finally came to my turn to choose.

“I’ll do spinning top, I was pretty good when I was little.” I shrugged turning to the next person.

As we all sat and watched the teams go we occasionally started cheering as players passed, until their time ended.

Your time is up.

The ring of the gunshots so close shook me on the inside. They were right in front of us too. 5 minutes… the end of our lives is five minutes long… the whole group was begining to get shaky. Hyun-ju gave us a motivational speech and we felt a little better. I learned everyone’s names and decided that if I were to die today, these would be my new best friends, there where certainly worse people I could die with.

As I stood there getting my ankles locked up, and not in a way I’d like, I looked around the room, hoping to see my brother’s face once more before I possibly died, our eyes found eachother as I nervously exhaled. He looked back at me and mouthed you can do this. I nodded back facing forward again, but not before locking eyes with 001. Seeing his unrelenting look I felt my stomach settle in a bit more. Only to shake up again when I noticed how long he was looking at me.

As they shot the starting gun, Hyun-ju kept us walking with a basic pattern.

One, two, one, two, One, two, one, two, One, two, one, two.

We got through the first three games, it was kinda weird when Geum-ja pictured the gonggi like hair, remind me to never get on her bad side.

One, two, one, two, One, two, one, two, One, two, one, two.

In the moment, as I wrapped the top, I kept failing, even with all the cheering going on around us, I couldn’t focus. Some of my sweat fell onto the top, making it even harder to wrap. Hyun-ju grabbed the top, wipped it on her jacket, and handed it back to me.

“Don’t worry don’t look at the clock, you still have plenty of time.” She encouraged, lightly patting my back.

The tension was so thick you couldn’t even shoot through it with one of those guns the guards had, I had sweat dripping down my face, and my hands shaking like an earth quake. Tears were beginning to fall down my face the more times I failed at wrapping it. The crowd was trying to help encourage us along but the shaman lady was… man she was really distracting.

“Give up now! The gods have abandoned you, your fate is sealed here. It was as I said, decided when you were born. You will die here!” She shouted from standing right next to Hyun-ju. Hyun-ju turned away from me and grabbed that bitch’s shoulders.

Smack

I looked over to see the woman’s face beet red.

“Stop distracting her! It’s okay you can do it, just take a deep breath.” She guided me. I looked from her to the shaman whose nose was bleeding from how hard Hyun-ju smacked her, my gaze scanned the room, looking at everyone around us who was watching me.

Their all gonna watch me die

My eyes met 001’s. If I was gonna die I was gonna die looking at something attractive. He made a deep breath motion with his hands and his chest. Something about it snapped me out of it as I nodded my head back. I copied his actions and suddenly felt strength in my weakened hands. I took a breath and wound up the top. I threw my hands in front anxious to see if it would go. Watching the top spin in the bloody puddle in front of us I stared at the disgustingly poetic moment. My team started marching even though I wasn’t mentally there. All I could do was march along with them.

We got to Jegi and all stared at Hyun-ju waiting to watch her play. I held my breath waiting to hear the pass from the PA. You could hear a pin drop it became so quiet in the room. The shiny tassels of the Jegi swishing around, I counted under my breath the taps from Hyun-ju’s foot.

1…2…3…4…5…

When Hyun-jun cheered we turned back around to see the guard holding his arms up in an O, we all happily cheered and quickly stepped towards the finish line, as we crossed the finish line I couldn’t help but sink to my knees in relief. We were all so caught up in our victory we didn’t take notice of the opposite team.

Fail

I looked over to the other side of the room, they were still on the spinning top game and everything felt slow motion.

Your time is up

I looked as they pleaded for longer, to only be denied by bullet. The gunshots echoed the room as the bodies fell to the ground. I closed my eyes just in time, as I felt the blood splatter onto my face. Reaching my hands up I wiped my eyelids down, seeing the blood smear my hands. My group had mostly been hit in their clothes, but Geum-ja noticed my face.

“Oh, oh dear, come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” She said, helping my stand. I looked down and noticed our ankles had been unlocked, but I was still coming off the high from the top. My hearing felt fuzzy, I couldn’t focus on anything going on around me. I got tunnel vision, needing Hyun-ju to help me walk. As they escorted us out of the room, I looked over my shoulder to see the crowd going back to their business, only Gi-hun and 001 where watching me as I left. I kept staring at them before we turned the corner and left the room.

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I remained quiet the rest of the game time. We were back in “our” room and I couldn’t help but distance myself. The rest of our group sat at the bottom of the stairs while I resided at the top. Watching more and more players come in, I hadn’t seen my brother or 001 come in yet. My stomach turned sickeningly. I bit at my fingers as my eyes darted around the room, checking and rechecking to make sure I hadn’t missed him.

“Hey, (Y/N) are you okay?” Young-mi asked, placing her hand on my shoulder. I simply nodded my head remaining silent. Geum-ja climbed the stairs to meet us near the top.

“Why don’t you come to the restroom with me, we’ll wipe that blood off your pretty face.” She said swiping at my cheek with her thumb. I simply nodded at her as I felt a tug on my elbow.

“Cmon, I’ve got you.” Hyun-ju mumbled, helping me to my feet.

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I felt Geum-ja using a piece of toilet paper to wipe me off. The cold startled me out of my daze a little. She softly smiled at me and apologized for the temperature.

“No no it’s okay, it feels good.” I told her bringing the paper back up to my face. She wiped the dripping water off my chin and walked us out of the bathroom.

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“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have made the last kick.” Gi-hun said to 001, before seeing him turn to 222.

“Are you feeling alright?” He asked her, she nodded her head and went to reply when a running sound caught their attention. Gi-hun looked up to see his sister running at them like she had 10 seconds left in “Red Light Green Light.” He stood from his spot and met her at the bottom of the stairs. As soon as she got close enough she jumped into a hug. Mostly holding herself up but Gi-hun held her at her waist to help. A shaky breath left her chest as she clung tightly to her brother.

“I thought- I thought you, you didn’t make it past the- the game.” She sniffled, holding tightly to Gi-hun.

“It’s alright, I’m okay, we’re okay. Everyone on our team made it.” The small group was now watching the interaction with interest. Gi-hun wiped the few tears that had escaped her away and looked up to see Geum-ja and Young-sik watching them as well. When she sniffled he looked back down at her. “I’m ready to go home now Oppa.” Her lip wobbled. He nodded and looked back.

“I’ll be right back, I’m not going far.” He told her. Gently helping her sit on the step right below 001, as he left to speak with the mother son duo. The small group went back to talking about their win, but 001 place a light hand on her shoulder.

“Are you okay?” He asked slightly nudging her to look at him. With a swipe on her cheek, she replied, and took another shaky breath.

“That top game really got to you.” He said, lightly rubbing her back now, she nodded and nervously twisted her hands around. “I got stuck there too.” He admitted

Looking at him with wide eyes, (Y/N) blinked away the rest of her worry. “You did?” She asked. He nodded and sighed.

“I kept throwing it without enough force to get a spin going, I got really upset at myself but then I remembered how you threw it and just copied the way you did it.”

With confusion she asked him, “how I did it?” She repeated. He nodded and used his hands to copy what she had done. “You’re the one who helped me do that.” She softly smiled looking at him in disbelief. He let out an amused huff before looking down again. Gi-hun had come back from thanking the other two for their care of his sister, and sat down right next to her, taking her attention away from 001.

Gi-hun wrapped his arm around (Y/N) holding her close to him as she wrapped herself in her arms.

“Listen. Perhaps we should learn each other’s names. I still don’t know your names, gentlemen. Or yours, Misses.” Dae-Ho announced, looking at the group. “I’ll start. I’m Kang Daeho.“Dae” means “big,” “ho” means “tiger.””

“Wow. “Big tiger.” Cool name. My name is Park Jung-bae.” Righteous” and “twice.” My parents wanted me to be twice as righteous.” Jung-bae shared, lightly laughing to himself. The group turned their attention to the first female.

“My name is Kim Jun-hee.I don’t know what it means though.” She shrugged.

“Jun-hee, when you get out of here, go see a doctor right away. You’ve been under a lot of stress. You need to get yourself checked out.” In-ho suggested, causing the siblings to look at her and nod in agreement. She nodded back in affirmation.

“I’m Oh Young-il.” 001 shared, pointing to his number on his jacket.

“Young-il?” Jung-bae asked curiously.

“Yes. “Young-il” sounds like “zero one,” and that’s my number. Easy to remember.” He smiled. (Y/N) tentatively reached a hand up and felt his jacket number.

“Young-il, it suits you.” She smiled at him. “Your number 1.”

“Oh, that’s true! Your name is your number.” Dae-ho exclaimed, he turned to Gi-hun. “ Oh, Gihun. What’s your last name?”

“My name is Seong Gihun.” He said “This is my younger sister. Seong (Y/N).” The girl looked up from playing with her O patch, she nodded and went back to what she had been doing. The trill of the money filling the piggy bank drew her attention back to the room around them. As she watched the bank fill with the money of the now passed on players she couldn’t help her shaking hands.

One of those 100,000,000 could be me next, it could’ve been me.

She unconsciously grasped Gi-Huns arm tighter, not even realizing she held it in the first place. Gi-hun looked at his sister who now had tears shining in the corner of her eyes again. She softly cried, she clung tighter to him as they watched people become enraged.

In-ho looked at the girl from where he was, watching her sobs. They dripped down her face and shined like stars in the sky. The golden light from the piggy bank illuminated her face, making the salty wetness glimmer. He wasn’t sure what sort of feeling he was having, spite, anger, nay… jealousy? Didn’t matter. He was going to get to Gi-hun, and if he had to rip her apart with his bare hands and re build her in his own image, that’s what he would do…

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“This time, the vote will begin with Player 001. Player 001, please cast your vote.” The guards spoke, you all watched as he walked down the aisle to press the big red X button. Looking back at your group he made a thumbs up and went to stand on the X. As more and more people voted you watched the sides slowly fill up, when more O’s started being pressed than X’s.

“Are you all out of your minds?You still want to keep going after watching all those people die? Who’s to say you won’t die in the next game? We have to stop. We’ll all die if we keep going! Come to your senses, and leave with that money.” Your attention hooked onto Young-il watching his brave statement. Someone from the O side shouted even louder.

“What do you think we can do with a mere 70 million?”

The old man spoke up. “I don’t know how much you owe, but for most people here, that doesn’t even cover 10% of their debt. If we play one more game, the prize will be at least 240 million!” With everyone shouting at once your currently very fragile mental state couldn’t take much more of it as you started letting small sobs out. Your own crying got interrupted by Young-mi who started begging to vote to leave, that she didn’t want to die in that awful place. You watched her from where you stood, unaware of another pair of eyes in turn watch you.

“These games aren’t actually hard, they’re just kids games, you’re iver thinking it.” Someone shouted, that did give you a bit of false hope, till you saw Young-mi crying again and snapped out of your own worry.

“Just kids games, not that hard? How about we bring in the bodies of the already two hundred plus dead players and you tell them that yourself, that they were simply failures at kids games?” You huffed, seeing Young-il nod at you from the corner of your eye. Around you people started cheering for one more game as if what you said didn’t even matter, that they weren’t thinking about the already dead players.

When your turn finally came around, people started chanting again, only to be met with the sound of a barrage of guns cocking. The square gaurd spoke.

“Let me repeat yesterday’s statement, we will not allow disruptive processes to the voting process.” You stared at them in confusion as they hadn’t stopped the rioting earlier, but now did? You took a deep breath and made your way down the walk, you didn’t even hesitate to press the X button, and ripped off your patch, knowing your vote wouldn’t make a difference in the almost twenty extra vote split. You walked over to the X side as you watched your brother take his vote.

“You cast your vote and that’s what matters.” Someone whispered in your ear. You jumped a little bit, startled. “sorry” Young-il whispered putting a hand on your back.

“Oh, yeah I guess so.” I shivered. I wasn’t chilly for long though, feeling Young-il’s hand on the lower of my back sent warm, electric chills up my spine. I turned to look at him hoping he would move his hand away at the motion but didn’t, he held strong. With a curled lip I faced him, “I’m… I’m really scared.” I confided, something about him just made me feel safe, warm, happy.

“It’ll be okay.” He whispered back, reaching around you to give you a gentle hug. You reciprocated it, feeling like a tiny doll, loved and cared for by a little girl held safely in someone’s arms. Of course, you where one once, but now your a woman with… other feelings. His hand on your back now felt like a red hot iron, heating you up, churning your liquid insides.

Even though you’d be there for about two or three days now, and none of you were in the least bit clean, he smelled divine. His natural man musk doing something to you. He was just embalmed with this smell like he hadn’t been running and sweating with the rest of you. You couldn’t name it but it filled you. Your legs itched to press yourself closer to him, feeling the rest of the world melt away. As though you were the only two in the whole room.

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In-ho felt the mood of the hug shift… intentionally… he went from a simple hug to something much more. He moved his arm from your back slowly lower and lower. His hand resting just above your behind. Using the palm of his hand he pressed you closer to him still. His other hand up near your neck, gently brushed the hair away as he thumbed at the back of your neck.

The voting had ended as everyone dispersed, Young-il kept his hand in your lower back as you snapped out of it. With a shy smile, you looked away from him as he led you away.

Gi-hun, upset at the vote results, went to find you to comfort you, only to be met with the sight of you walking away from him… with Young-il.

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You sat down, in front of your brother and Young-il. As everyone was eating the small amount of food they had been given you shouldn’t help but blush thinking about what happened. Jung-bae was trying to justify his earlier decision of choosing O, and scooted over to where you and Jun-hee sat.

“Jun-hee, (Y/N). I’ll make sure we survive the next game.” As you went to snip back at him Gi-hun did it for you.

“The next game”? In the next game, we might have to kill each other.” At his answer you got startled, your hands squeezed at your milk carton causing a bit to splash out.

“ Gihun, that’s a bit much. There’s nothing we can do now, so let’s try to stay positive.” Young-il said, leaning in front to hand you a handkerchief to wipe off with. “We should eat, pull ourselves together, and try our best again. Here, Y/N. You can have my milk. Hang in there until the next game.” Looking over your shoulder you were met with his soft face handing you a milk.

“Oh no it’s okay, I didn’t spill that much.” I said looking into my lap.

“Take it, I don’t drink plain milk, if you don’t I’ll just give it to Jun-hee.” He said nodding his head towards her. You shook your head again as you lifted up a second carton of milk.

“I’m already covered for seconds, thank you though.” You nodded in return. Passing the milk to Jun-hee she looked at your milk in curiosity.

“Gi-hun can’t have plain milk either, it gives him a tummy ache.” You said in a condescending voice, switching to baby voice at the end as you reached over to pat his stomach while he finished his piece of bread. With a huff he tried to push your hand away.

Jung- bae offered his bread to Jun-hee who happily accepted, right as Dae-ho asked if his milk was on the table too. You chuckled and finished the little bit you wanted from your brothers container, you passed it to him stating that you where full. You stood taking your trash to one container they had sitting in the middle of the room. You walked past you the group you played the six legged game with.

“Unnie your beautiful” you heard Young-mi say as you walked up.

“I don’t know if I could say “beautiful,” but I’ve spent some time with you now, and I think you look fine.” Geum-ja said in addition. Young-sik felt the need to add on, “You said she was unsightly?”

His mother flipped his cup up while she was laughing, you giggled from the stairs as you came up, Young-sik and Hyun-jun looked at you with ashamed looks.

“I’m not upset.” You admitted. They looked at you in confusion. “We all need money for things, it’s essential to living in todays world, I’m just sorry that you both are under so much stress from it that you feel you need to be in a life or death situation for things to be right again.” You started with Hyun-ju, leaning down to give her a hug. You wrapped her in your arms and tried to push your acceptance through your fingertips. Then you went to Young-sik who didn’t look like he wanted a hug, so you gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek. That got his lips wobbly. You said your goodnight and went on your way back to your beds.

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Lights out in ten minutes. Please prepare for bedtime.

The lullaby that played gave you some comfort. You looked around the room to see some people already asleep, and some pretending to be. As you were mentally drifting off you lost attention to the world around you and screamed as you felt a pair of arms lift you up.

“AHHH OH MY GOD” from behind you Dae-ho chuckled and set you on your mattress. Young-il picked up the back end of the mattress as Dae-ho took the front.

“Allow us to escort you to safety milady.” Dae-ho joked, jostling the mattress around a bit. As you sat above they started rocking the mattress side to side. In between your laughs and little screams you managed to get out what you were saying.

“Don’t you- AH- don’t you dare drop me.” You laughed out the fake threat. As Dae-ho grabbed your pillow he started hitting you on the head with it.

“AH! AHHHH oh my gosh, stop I can’t see.” You giggled out, turning into a chortle kind of laughter. Of course your brother just had to ruin the light hearted mood.

“Once it’s lights out, we need to take turns keeping watch. I’ll take the first watch. You should decide the order for the rest.” He remarked, setting his pillow and blanket into place. Young-il look at you and you simply shrugged at his gaze. As you heard the countdown start you couldn’t help but become a bit nervous at the ominous sound.

About midway through the night, you heard Jun-hee shifting in the bed next to you, she slowly sat up causing the bed to creek, in turn waking you.

“Mr. Seong.I need to use the bathroom.” You heard her whisper.

“It’s too dangerous to go by yourself.” He hushed, he looked around to wake someone to help her when you hopped off your bed.

“I’ll go, now that she mentioned it I really have to pee.” You said quickly slipping on your shoes to go. He shook his head and looked for someone else, not trusting you two alone.

“We can go together!” Geum-ja whispered excitedly. You nodded at your brother who in turn gave you both the go ahead.

As the two of them pestered the triangle guard to let you go, you stepped up from the shadows to try your hand at negotiation. The guard shut the window again then re opened it asking for your player number.

“Uhh, I’m 432?” You replied confused, you looked at the other two who just shrugged. The window closed and the door opened almost instantaneously. “Maybe it’s some kinda number lottery?” You suggested walking through.

“Can I come too?” Hyun-ju popped up from behind you. You jumped in shock and grabbed the arm of the nearest gaurd, who let you steady yourself before escorting your group to the bathroom.

When you got in you didn’t even have time to register what the others were doing as you raced to the toilet. They let you go after games but that milk thought right now would be a great time to make a reprise. After you finished you walked out to see Geum-ja and Hyun-ju comforting Jun-hee.

“Uhh did I miss something?” You inquire. Jun-hee sniffled at you and told you she was okay. You smiled back as your group finished washing their hands and leaving.

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Looking around you where quietly swearing at the predicament you where now in. Jung-bae was currently on watch. Gi-hun was asleep under the bed on the left, Young-il was asleep under the right, an empty bed space on the right sat wide open but the space between there and the two bodies resting around it would require you to wake someone up. To get into that corner. Deciding you would rather wake Young-il up over poor pregnant Jun-hee, you took your chance and started slowly crawling around him.

You were almost under the bed and in your spot when your foot slipped on a loose edge of his blanket. With a hiss down you went.

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He didn’t know how he got to wake up to this… but he did…

(Y/N)’s chest directly in his face… or should I say ON his face. Her stomach pressed against his chest, in his hands he could feel the softness of her skin from under her shirt.

Again…

He doesn’t know HOW he woke up to that but…

He’s not complaining.

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Feeling Young-il’s breath on my boobs made me want to curl in on myself in embarrassment. Especially now that he was awake, and… really really warm. His forehead resting on my clavicle felt like lava.

“Oh Jesus, sorry, lemme just-“ I whispered trying to get my way off him.

“here let me help you get unstuck.” He whispered trying to guide my hips over and down so I was on the floor and could easily roll.

“hold on if i can just.” I whisper shouted back, slipping on the blanket as I tried to regain my balance and my legs got entangled with his. Feeling my knee against a hard surface I pushed up trying to shove myself forward when Young-il grabbed my ribs, holding me impossibly still. I heard him quietly suck in a breath and pulled my torso down till he could tilt his head back and reach my ear.

“Do. Not. Move.” He groaned, he started with my legs, he grabbed my thighs with a vice grip, and lifted me over the left of his body. As he picked up my leg, I felt it meet with his inner thigh. Wait… was I pressing on the floor or on his-

He grabbed my hips, which, his thumbs somehow got under my shirt… and… I think I died a little inside. Effortlessly like I weighed nothing to him, he positioned my hips to the side of his body.

Do it again

He made a move for my ribs around my breast. With a much gentler touch he moved me down to the left side, gently pushing my shoulders down so that I now laid next to him.

With a stern look in his eye he addressed me.

“what where you doing?” He asked. His hands still resting on my shoulders.

“uhhm, sorry, I was trying to climb into the bed and I slipped on your blanket.” I admitted, bringing my hands up to try and hide my cheeks.

“no no, none of that.” He said gripping my wrists now, keeping my hands down. “ you’re going to answer me. my way. Why didn’t you just wake me up?” He asked. With a deep breath I felt like a bomb just went off in my chest.

“I, I didn’t want to… wake you…” it felt silly saying this as we were now in this position. He sighed out and let go of my wrists. He titled his head up then looked at me again.

“my turn to watch starts in a little bit, and trying to get back there looks really uncomfy. Why don’t you just stay here?” He asked moving over.

“oh I don’t want to take your spot, it’s okay really.” I insisted reaching up for my blanket, his arm beat me to it though and pulled it down.

“Please, I insist.” He repeated, handing me his pillow and settling me in. I abashedly accepted and sighed out feeling the sleepiness over come me.

“hmmmm, thanks young-il” I whispered, drifting off into sleep.

I quietly heard him reply but couldn’t make out what he said.

But Gi-Hun heard him…. He heard it all…

AN: AHHHHH RABBLE RABBLE sorry this took so long, this is the longest chapter I think. I’ve read and re-read this so many times to try and make it perfect for ya’ll. ENJOY!!! The mingle scene is next and it is…… actually pretty tame so far, but WORRY NOT, I SHALL DELIVER US TO A HIGHER PLACE, LIKE WHEREVER THANOS WAS THE WHOLE SHOW.

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Young-Il/ Frontman / In-Ho/ Player 001 x Gi-Hun's Sister Reader)

Chapter 2 : Sibling Rivalry

Warnings- Swearing, yelling, people being upseti spaghetti. Gunshots, guns.

The comforting music lulled you back to sleep in contrast to the glaringly bright lights, you groaned and pulled the blanket farther over your head till the loud metal clunking above you woke you up. Why is there a metal clunking anyways?

Creeping one eye open you looked around, realizing you weren’t in your bedroom at your own house.

“What the hell?” I questioned out loud to nobody in particular, I sleepily ran a hand down my face with a groan, already developing a tight headache from the lights. Hearing shuffles around the room I slowly opened my eyes again, using one hand to cover my face from the light. I was met with a sea of green jumpsuits and the only difference in where the outfits started and a person ended was their neck.

Sitting up I leaned over the side of the bed, seeing I was a good couple feet off the ground, my bed being on a third level while two to three levels more sat above me. There was a small platform on the left side, with stairs going both directions. Kicking my feet out and over I stood up from my bed, realizing I too was placed in this green monstrosity. With a sigh I started patting myself down to see if any thing I went to the meeting spot with had come in on my person, nothing in either of my pockets, but my hair was still tied back. I felt the back of my head and realized my (fav/color) hair tie was still in place, along with the hair comb I had put in.

I took a breath knowing I at least had something familiar, even if it was simple hair accessories. I felt down to my ears and realized my earrings were still in place. Okay, so I still had some things.

The swoosh of a giant metal door broke my focus on myself and turned it to the front of the room where a handful of these men in pink uniforms and masks now stood, addressing the room before us. Some people where in outrage about what had happened why they where here. I crawled back into the bed to get a better view from the open side of the bunk.

While they were all talking I looked over the side to get a further look around when I saw another girl below me, a patch with bold numbers reading 380 attached to her jumpsuit.

“Oh hi.” I said, flipping my head upside down on the bunk.

“Oh, hey.” She replied, looking back up at me, her nose ring shining in the fluorescent lights.

“I’m y/n, what’s your name?” I introduced, taking my hair tie out to let my hair hang down the side of the beds.

“I’m Se-Mi.” She said nodding up at me and reaching a hand out. As I reach my hand out to shake hers back I started slipping off the side of the bunk. I felt my center of gravity shift down, quickly I reached my hands up to grab whatever I could under the bunk. As I flipped over my arms where yanked from the wight change. The sudden shift almost caused me to fall, until Se-Mi grabbed at my jacket and pulled me backwards, laying me down on the bed.

“Oof, thanks for gabbing me.” I smiled up at her from where I laid.

“Thanks for dropping in.” She said with a soft chuckle. I laughed at her joke and sat back up. “So, what do you think of all this.” I asked looking around listening to a few people speaking to the pink guards and asking questions.

“I mean, I don’t know, these people who think they’re entitled to everything don’t seem to understand what we’re doing here.” Se-Mi shrugged and leaned against one of the support beams. We both turned back to the guards who were lining people up to sign the consent form.

After everyone signed their consent forms we were led to a room with camera stands.

“….come on, okay how about you pretty girl.” I look to my left to see that purple haired guy from before beckoning me over with his fingers making a “come here”. I glared at him and stepped up to take my picture. The girl in front me me though with her cropped up shirt looked back at me and rolled her eyes. I met Se-mi’s gaze who looked confused. I just shrugged back at her.

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“Cross the finish line without getting caught within five minutes, if you do you pass…”

As I listened to the instructions from the middle of the group, I found it hard to hear what was being said as everyone around us was whispering and making little noises that where pissing me off. If this is a game I’m here to play, and win, not chitter chatter. Someone yelled from the front honing in everyone’s attention. That sure made em quiet.

I couldn’t see where or who was at the front, his voice sounded kinda deep even though he was pretty far from me. Se-mi who was further up came back towards me and regaled what he had said.

“This guys spouting off about how we’re all gonna die if we move at all when they say red light.”

“Wait, are you certain he said we would die if we moved?” I asked, nervously picking at my nails now… how would someone know that? Unless…. No, there’s no way my brothers here, he was making up how he got all his money, I’m sure of it.

“Let the game begin” ……… “Green Light……… Red light!”

The doll whipped around as I was fixing my posture, it would help me stay stiller for longer but that was close. After we ran a few more times Se-mi got stuck in a really compromising position, our eyes met again and neither of us where doing very well at holding still, we where so close to laughing when a gun shot sounded off. I gazed past her to see the girl who was glaring at me earlier laying on the ground now, a pool of blood dying her hair for her. A woman standing next to her slowly turned to see her and let out a scratchy scream. People started panicking and making a run for it. As gunshot after shot sounds reverberate across the room I found it harder to keep still wanting to duck and cover my head, but holding as still as I could. Once everything had quieted down the PA system went off again.

“Allow me to repeat the rules…”

At the next light we both crouched behind a much taller man. As we ran I tied my hair up and out of my face, however when I was almost done I got stuck at a red light. Taking a deep breath I tried to still my shaking arms. I heard a gunshot go off and sucked in a breath, thinking it would be my last. When I heard a body drop next to me. I shifted my eyes down to see a body next to me.

We crossed the finish line with about a minute to spare. I stood up straight and took a deep breath, glad that this game was over. Taking a look up at the snipers they didn’t move like a mechanical sniper, but it moved and shifted like a person controlling it.

Behind the snipers a few locked their sights onto the girl who was staring at them incessantly.

“The game has ended”

They had to turn away to put their guns away, but the girl stayed watching, endlessly curious about who was behind the weapon.

Gi-Hun and Hyun-ju stared at each other as the witnessed the man they tried to help die in their arms, the players around them seemingly unaware.

As the top of the enclosure mechanically shut its players from the outside world, a bright beam of light hit his eye sight. A brightly (fav/color) hair tie caught his gaze. The sun reflecting off the little charms and dangles coming from the accessory. Doing a double take he quickly stormed over grabbing at the girls shoulders and whipping her around.

“y/n?" He asked, his sunken eyes staring into your matching ones.

Looking up at him you huff back, confusion wrinkling your face, (almost as much as your brothers).

“Gi-Hun?” You sneered, “What the hell are you doing here?” You asked backing away from him and looking him up and down, he in turn doing the same.

“What- what am I DOING HERE? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” He shouted shaking my shoulders. Taking my hands and putting them on his wrists, I squeezed tightly around them.

A moment passed between us of silence as a few other players watched the interaction. I finally found my strength and shoved him off of me. In a quiet shaky breath I spoke soft enough that it would only be the two of us to hear it.

“……. Get away from me.” I said in a low voice. Confusion now a familiar friend on my face.

“Y/n-“ he started to say trying to reach for my shoulders again.

“GET AWAY FROM ME GI-HUN.” I yelled now not caring about spectators or his response. As he tried once more to ask me something that guy from earlier, Thor? Uhhhhh Mikanos? Whatever his name was he came up from behind with two other plays and interrupted us.

“Hey there pretty girl, this old man bothering you.” He said softly glaring at GI-hun, before he put his hand around my shoulder. Shrugging him off I took a step back only to bump into another one of his buddies.

“That’s none of your business.” GI-hun said stepping up to be face to face with Thorn. As the two had a glare down I looked to the side to see Se-mi looking between the two confused. I snuck my way around from the guys blocking my way to Se-Mi. When I met up with her she gave me a bewildered look and I just shrugged back at her as we followed the guards out the door in the back.

I heard Gi-hun calling my name from behind me as those other guys got upset at each other. I simply ignored him and kept walking away.

—————

Intrigue plagued the man sitting in a leather chair watching the game. He knew Gi-hun was here to try and help other players, but why was he so interested in player 432?

What made her so special?

—————

As she sat on the edge of Se-Mi’s bunk waiting for the other to return from looking around. She felt a pull on her ankle. There stood Gi-Hun accompanied by Jung-Bae who was following him around in turn.

“Woah, (y/n), is that really you? Heh, I haven’t seen you since you were little, right before I shipped out.” Jung-Bae smiled and gazed up at me. I simply looked at him, then turned back to Gi-hun.

“What do you want?” I asked glaring at him.

“The same thing I was asking you before, what are you doing here?” He asked, releasing my ankle and resting his hands on the bed.

“I don’t really think that’s any of your business oppa.” I sneered in mock respect and shoved his hands off.

“It is when you suddenly left home, didn’t tell me what you where doing, where you where going, and why your involved in the very thing I told you kept me up at night, all the blood money, why I’ve been gone so much.” He accused counting on his fingers.

“Mhm, okay well it’s not your business because one, it’s my life, two you leave home all the fucking time, and three how in the hell was I supposed to know this-“ I shook my hands around gesturing to the room around us, “was the thing you where talking about, I didn’t believe you because it sounded crazy, which by the way. YOU STILL DO, I don’t see any money just dead people!” I yelled at him as I put my foot to his chest to move him away from me. As he went to retaliate, the whoosh of the doors drew my attention away. I walked to the front of the opening with the two older men tailing behind.

“Congratulations for making it through the first game. Here are the results of the first game.” The square man said, raising a remote to the ceiling as we watched the money fall into a piggy bank.

“Out of 456 players, 91 players have been eliminated. Three hundred sixty five players have completed the first game.”

As I watched the golden bowl fill with cash I went to look at Gi-hun.

Shit, he was right.

As I turned my face was met with his chest as he had moved himself closer to me while we watched, as though he was meaning to stand in front of me.

“Congratulations again for making it through the first game.”

All I could do was stare at the bowl, the money almost being a physical representation of the phrase “what is your life worth” I certainly felt like mine was worth more then 100 million won.

…” Clause three of the consent form!” Gi-Hun shouted, startling me from my daze. “The games may be terminated upon a majority vote, correct?” He yelled. I rolled my eyes at his need to be correct.

I snuck around behind Jung-Bae who was also seemingly in a daze, I crawled and wiggled my way around people and bunks, pretty sure of myself as I hadn’t bumped into anyone yet…

Until I bumped into someone… well more like

Stepped on….

“WAHH!” I yelled as I slipped my way down, it had been so dark I didn’t see this man’s leg sitting in front of me on the bunk. My foot rolling over his shin as I heard the man sitting up and hissing.

“Oof, oh my gosh I’m so sorry sir.” I bowed as I had landed on my knees on the mattress. I was almost parallel with the mattress itself.

“It’s okay, I didn’t see you either, it’s so dark in here without the lights on.” He replied rubbing at his leg, sitting up to look at him I couldn’t see most of his features, all I could see was his side swept hair and square jaw line. Though it was dark it wasn’t dark enough that I couldn’t see his number.

“I’m 432” I said teaching my hand out. He chuckled and softly reached out grasping my hand. “Player 001.” He said.

“Ohh lucky, #1” I said sitting my legs over the bed. Another chuckle left his lips as he leaned back on the bunk. “Oh I wouldn’t say it’s so lucky. It’s the lowest number” he said looking at his number.

“NUH-uh,” I shook my head “there’s negative numbers.” I giggled. With a sigh he shook his head, “I guess you’re right there.” He said. Our conversation got interrupted suddenly as we heard an alarming sounding buzz.

“Player 453” quiet footsteps receded away from us as another buzz sound resonated in the open area.

“wait, what are we doing?” I whispered to 001 as he leaned forward. “We’re voting to go home or to stay and keep playing.” He hushed back.

“ohhhh okay.” I responded.

“Player 432.” As I heard my number called I hopped off the bed. I saw Gi-Hun watching me walk as I made my way to the front. As I felt everyone’s eyes on me. I leaned forward trying to look past the mask of the guard.

“Uhh, which one is which again?” I whispered unsure what the votes meant.

“Press X if you wish to end the games here, Press O if you wish to continue playing.” It replied.

“Ohh” Taking another look behind me, I saw Gi-hun referencing the X beneath him, I rolled my eyes and slammed my hand on O. The guard handed me my pouch and I went to stand on the blue side. Gi-Hun looked at me confused and made a shocked gesture. I turned my back from him to go stand in the back of the room once again. A few voters came and went and as our side gained more and more votes Gi-Hun spoke up from his side.

“Wait a minute, everyone! You can’t do this. Come to your senses! Don’t you see? These aren’t just any games. We will all die if we keep playing! We have to get out of here now. With a majority vote, we can!” Gi-Hun exclaimed, I rolled my eyes at his antics and looked away trying to distract myself… I believe him now… but that doesn’t mean HE has to know that.

As people around us shouted and went back and fourth on their views of what was happening, I wiggled my way to the side where Gi-Hun was standing.

“Come on now. Please don’t do this. Listen. None of us would be alive if it weren’t for this gentleman. So enough with the greed. Let’s put our lives first and get out of this place! Okay?” An old lady rested her hand on his arm and looked around to all the people, he looked at me with an ‘I told you so’ look. I just glared and pressed my O patch harder onto my chest to make sure it was stuck.

As more people clamored around us I heard some calling my brother a fraud, I stepped towards them and shoved at their shoulder.

“Hey he may sound like a nut case but there is some point in what he’s saying.” I shouted over the group as this X player just looked me up and down.

“Please, I’m begging you. We have to get out now! If we keep playing, more people will die.That could be you. We have to stop this now and get out of here. Everyone.” As I watched Gi-Huns exclamation I felt my pulse quicken when one of the guards held a gun to his back. Wisely he put his hands up and backed onto his side. “From here on, we will not tolerate actions that disrupt the voting process. Now, let’s resume the vote.”

After everyone had voted it was left down to player 001, I looked at him and noticed he was looking between me and Gi-hun in the crowd, when he met my eyes he started to walk down the isle. As our side chanted O the other side chanted X. In the middle of the chaos I looked over to Gi-hun looking at me with a disappointed look, I paused my cheering for a moment. I looked back at my acquaintance and shouted O over louder than before The ring of the O buzzer echoed in the room, me and the others cheered in exuberance. I looked back at Player 001, to see him looking at my brother again. In confusing I directed my gaze to him and saw him staring at the floor in disappointment.

Later on they told us dinner would be in 10 minutes, feeling emotionally exhausted I went back to my bed, only for Gi-hun to block my way again.

“Move ass, I want to take a nap.” I said trying to push passed him.

“Not until you tell me why you joined.” He said grabbing at my upper arms.

“Ugh, FINE okay you want to know so bad? I pick pocketed someone I shouldn’t have and now I have to pay them back, there, do you feel better now that you know?” I replied with a snark, talking down to him like an upset toddler.

“What? Why didn’t you come to me?” He asked, “I would have helped you.”

“I don’t need your help, I’m a grown fucking woman, and it’s about time you acknowledge that fact, I didn’t need you when I was little, I don’t need you now.” I huffed.

“Clearly you do, otherwise you wouldn’t be in this position.” He said releasing me, rubbing my shoulders to make up for the tough grip he had before.

“NO, I DON’T, you’ve never let me just be on my own, the only time I felt like I was actually in control was stealing because it was a choice I made, your only around when YOU want to be. I’m done Gi-Hun, this is another level of ridiculous behavior.” I yelled, stomping my foot like a child.

“What do you mean ‘your done’” he asked in air quotes, as Jung-Bae walked up behind us.

“When we get out of here, I’m moving.” I said, poking my finger into his chest. “You can live in mom’s house all by yourself, I don’t need you in my life 24/7, that’s not a normal grown sibling thing to have. I’m gonna move to my own place, without you around.” I proclaimed moving past him and stomping up the stairs to my bed, leaving him speechless on the steps.

Other players awkwardly coughed and diverted their gaze to give the siblings so space, except for player 001 who just stared on, a new resolution cooking in his head.

AN: Part 2! Sorry it took me longer, hopefully I’ll have part three this same time tmr. Thanks for reading and stay tuned!

Yours truly

~ FandomObbsessedB

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Your Favorite Player’s Favorite Player

Young-Il/ Frontman / In-Ho/ Player 001 x Gi-Hun's Sister Reader)

Chapter 1 : Prologue.

Warning: Swears, fire, mob like guys, stressful situation, weapons, there may be some age inaccuracy but who the hell cares. It’s entertainment.

“Where have you been?”

I leaned my head down thinking I had my way past him. My snitchy ass older brother Gi-Hun. He’s always in my business. Even though he’s older by like, psh, 30 years at least, he’s always in my business, like he has to take care of me like a parent.

“I wasn’t anywhere oppa” I rolled my eyes at him going to walk past his much taller, lankier frame in the doorway.

“You weren’t wearing the shirt when you went to your friends house this morning, did something happen.” He asked crossing his arms. Knowing he had a soft spot for me, I turned off my attitude and turned on the theatrics. With a sigh I dropped my shoulders.

“Y/N, did something happen?” He asked again, his voice still sounding accusing. I rolled my pack off of my shoulder and pulled out the shirt I had this morning, my friend had offered to pour her juice on it so that I could leave the store wearing the shirt I wanted. Turning around with an upset face I held it out to him feeling his tough calloused hand take it from mine.

“(F/N)’s baby brother spilled his juice all over me earlier so she offered me her shirt to wear in the meantime.” I kept my gaze on the floor. I knew I would laugh in his face if I had to look at how stupid he was.

“Mhm, okay. I’ll just get this washed for you then.” He said with a softer tone.

“Thanks” I quickly turned away ready to shut myself in my room and empty my backpack when he just had to stop me again.

“Where’s F/Ns shirt from? It looks really good on you.” He said. Kissing my teeth I turned back around and shrugged.

“It looks like it’s from Nohant, and it was 50,000 won. Wow.” He added, causing me to whip around to face him, he was closer to me now, holding a ripped tag in his hands. With a surprised face he looked back at me. “At least that’s what this tag says” he pointed to it.

“Ugh, go away Gi-Hun.” I protested in his face, taking my shirt back, when he grabbed at my arm.

“Your stealing again aren’t you?! Damn it Y/N what did we talk about just a few months ago.” He shouted at me, keeping a firm grip on my arm.

“Let me go weirdo.” I struggled against him.

“No y/n, I care about you to much to let you go down this path.” He said harshly, rolling my eyes I met his with scorn.

“And why is that huh? Why DO you care so much, your not mom, you have your own issues, I’m just getting ahead my own way.” I spat in his face before he finally released me to my room.

I slammed my door shut and threw my bag down to start looking at the loot my friend and I had split. I heard a sigh from the door before he spoke up.

“Because, your life hasn’t even really started yet and you’re already sinking.” I heard him say before his footsteps receded into our creeky old house. I shrugged and started trying on jewelry we had snagged today.

Now as I look at myself getting ready for work in the mirror, I still don’t think what I was doing was wrong, because I’m still getting away with it, I mean, it’s not stealing if you don’t get caught.

And Gi-Hun wasn’t even around to catch me. Gi-Hun hadn’t been home for about a week, ever since he went missing for a week three years ago he hasn’t stopped going on about this game he thinks he played where 455 other players all died and he had won 45.6 billion won. Since then he’s been trying to find it again and stop it. I wonder when his cop buddies will give up on him and drop him off at home with a dementia diagnosis.

—— a few hours later——

There was only a few downsides really when your working at one of the shitier hotels in Seoul, Korea. Mostly the pay and the people, we have crooks and wrong doers staying all the time, even some working there. Myself included. When cleaning up one guests room while he was away, my eyes just so happened to meet the shiny watch and wallet sitting right there…. Right on the desk…….. I’ve been needing a new wallet, and that one looks like it would do just nicely.

Another upside is the five finger discount you get on “local” merchandise.

I quickly stashed the pricey looking objects into my bra before I grabbed my cart and left, assuming nobody had seen. However I failed to notice there were two guests staying in the room…. And one was using the bathroom when I came in.

I entered the elevator the next day ready to check into work, when a hand grabbed at the door, stopping it from closing, I went to step out of the way when the same hand grabbed around my throat.

My back was shred up against the wall of the shitty elevator as the thug jumped me. A handful of others walked in creating a shield around the sight. I heard them press a button for the highest floor. As the elevator made its way up, his hand slowly got tighter and tighter.

“Are you sure this is her?” He asked looking over his shoulder to another guy, wearing the clothes I remember dropping off from dry clean just the other day.

“Oh I’m sure, all the maids shoes look the same except hers, she’s got that cute little buckle on the ankle” he said lighting up a cigarette and kicking at my thrashing feet. I clung to his hands trying to pry them away from my neck only to fail miserably.

“Where’s my wallet bitch?” He asked picking my head up using my throat and slamming it on the wall again.

“What wallet, I have no idea-“ as soon as the strangled words left my mouth I felt a cold hard barrel push into my side.

“Need a reminder?” The goon asked close to my ear, I could feel the moisture coming off his breath as he get personally familiar with the tissue of my outer lobe.

I thrash again to get him away only to hear the cock of the gun. “Okay! Okay! I pawned it.” I cried out shakily as the grip on my throat got tighter.

“There’s no need to make this so hard you two.” A voice from behind spoke up. Just as I saw small dots in the corners of my eyes I was let go and kicked to my knees, the fall caused my tights to rip right at my inner thigh, when I tried to scramble away a loafer stepped on the tip of my tights causing my pull to bust even more of the seams. A well dressed man attached to the foot inside the shoe bent at his waist down to my level.

“I’m to assume you pawned it recently then correct? Must’ve given you a pretty sum in return, it was brand new too.” He softly spoke in my face taking my cheek softer than the other man had taken my neck. I nodded fearfully as my lip quivered.

“Knowing a pretty little thing like you has probably never seen that big of an amount in her life I’m going to assume you didn’t know what to do and just have it locked away at home right?” He asked. I nodded again my body growing shakier.

“Then I’ll tell you what, you go and get that wallet back, and this whole thing will have never happened.” He replied with a stoic face standing back up, releasing my tights. Nodding I leaned back against the wall.

“Until then however-“ he got cut off as the goon with the gun yanked my purse from me, “We’re going to hang onto this for some insurance” he said holding his hand out to the man to look through it. Opening my wallet they found my debit card, and a small picture of my brother and I from when I was little on the inside.

“Don’t let this take too long, otherwise- we’ll have to hold something else for insurance.” He quietly spoke, leaning really close to my face with the picture before using his lighter to catch the corner. I heard the bell ring signaling the top floor they where staying on. As all his men retreated from the door, right before the man followed he took one last look at me and dropped the now flaming picture onto the floor.

He pressed the button to shut the door and quickly jumping out of the way of the closing door as the machine once again descended.

With an aching sigh I sat up hugging myself. What was I going to do? I had spent the money. I used it to pay off some personal bills and previous expenses, it was only enough to chip at it though and if I didn’t have the money back from the wallet and its contents… it might just be easier for them to kill me.

Changing out of my work outfit back in the housekeeper locker room, I quickly left the building for the train station to go home. To try and figure out a plan.

When I got there I sat down on a bench far from the entrance and other riders. As I sat waiting, I took out my phone and considered… texting my brother…. I don’t know how he got all that money but he had it, I could borrow some from him just to pay off those guys or to buy the wallet again and give it back. But then I would owe Gi-Hun, I didn’t need that added stress right now. I felt a soft hand on my shoulder before I looked up.

“Miss is everything okay?” He asked, he had slicked back hair and a nice suit on, thinking he was a goon from before I jumped away from him grabbing for my pocket knife.

“Who are you, where you with those guys in the elevator,” I rushed out wielding my knife at him. Making a shocked face he simply smiled at me and said…

“I just wanted to ask if you might play a game with me. How does a game of ddakji sound?”

After having lost one too many of an easy kids game I felt a need for redemption. I stared at the number on the back of the card as I walked home. Was this that thing Gi-Hun was talking about before? I doubt it that was one measly kids game, almost half a hundred dozen people couldn’t have died from just that.

Walking into the house I sat at the table with a sigh as I cradled my face in my hands, thumbing at my sore throat. I stood to grab a bag of ice for my neck when I heard a creek from behind me. Whipping around and seeing nothing, I quickly shoved the card into my purse and quietly slunk to the counter to grab a kitchen knife. I quietly creeped towards the halls entrance as I heard the creeks of the one floor board getting closer and closer. When a body flushed past me at the entrance I swung out the arm with the knife only to be grabbed at my wrist.

“It’s just me Y/N.” Taking a glance at his starchy brown eyes in the soft light from the kitchen, Jun-ho released me and took the knife into his own hand.

“Oh, you had me worried” I sighed out resting my hands on my hips, “I thought some creeper had gotten In.”

“Is everything okay?” Gi-Hun spoke from his doorway making his way to meet us in the hall. With a groan I turned around to grab my purse from the table.

“I stand corrected” I mumbled hoisting my heavy purse over my shoulder once again.

“What happened to your neck y/n?” Gi-Hun asked me looking down at me concerningly.

Shoving him away from me I grabbed my purse from the table and walked to my room.

“Nothing” I mumbled trying to breach past him, only for him to gram my arm again, with a sigh I did the only thing I could think of.

“Really oppa, I’m fine.” I said again clearer, playing on his soft side, hoping he would just drop it. Luckily for me he sighed as well and released me. I big my goodbye to Jun-Ho giving my brother a small hug on his arm in goodbye, before he could hug back though I quickly left.

Later that day once I heard the both of them leave the house, I picked up my purse once again and dialed the given number.

“Do you wish to participate in the game? If you wish to participate, please state your name and birthdate…”

AN: AH OKAY THIS IS CHAPTER 1 what do ya’ll think? Too long? Too short? HOPE U ENJOY!! Stay tuned for chapter 2!!!!!

Yours truly

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