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✰Pairing: Hwang In-ho x reader | Nam-gyu x reader | Lee Myung-gi x reader |
✰Summary: You're really not interested in them.
✰Warning: dark content, yandere themes, vulgar language, manipulation,blood, gore (typical of the canon), mentions of death, pregnant reader (reader takes 222 place in Myung-gi's part), mentions of abortion, abortion mentioned, abandonment mentioned, jealousy, possessiveness, and more.
✰A/N: The reactions are a bit long and detailed, although not very coherent since I'm writing this at 2 a.m. and I'm literally a zombie, but I hope you like it :) PD: This is long as fuck and makes about as much sense as wearing a scarf in the summer.
✰Part 1 (you are here) | Part 2 here |
In-ho had left the comfort and luxuries of being the leader to enter the games himself. He wanted to know what Gi-hun's plans were, besides obviously ending the games.
As chameleon-like as he is, he took on another name, another attitude, and another personality, ones that would perfectly fit Gi-hun's ideals and allow him to approach him without raising suspicion.
Everything was going as he had planned, as he had hoped. He managed to get close to Gi-hun and gain his trust. There was only one thing that was out of his plan, one thing he hadn't foreseen and was driving him crazy: you.
When he saw you after the first game, all scared, in shock, and almost on the verge of collapse, something touched his dark heart. The fact that you resembled his late wife didn't help much. From that moment on, he kept you in his sights, under his watchful eye.
When everyone started forming teams, he couldn't help but notice that you weren't able to join any team. You were standing in a corner staring into space. Without hesitation, he approached you, smiling slightly when you jumped at the sound of his voice.
“Sorry to scare you. I couldn't help but notice you don't have a team. You can join mine.”
“I... erm... I don't want to be a burden on your team.”
You respond nervously, almost embarrassed, as you play with the sleeves of your jacket. In-ho smiles at the scene while reassuring you in a cloyingly kind voice. He raises one of his hands and gently pats your head.
“You're not a burden. If we want to get out of these games alive, we must help each other, leaving no one behind, as a team.”
“Well... in that case, I'd love to join your team. Thank you.”
He smiles kindly, and something possessive, something dark inside him, squirms with delight as he places one of his hands on the small of your back and guides you to where his team is. It didn't take much convincing for him to convince the others that they couldn't leave a defenseless girl like you alone. As the games progress, he and you become increasingly closer.
He made you feel safe and protected. He never judged you when you were scared or when you sobbed at the thought of home—of course not. He always takes you in his firm arms, listening to you vent and rant before cooing and kissing your forehead.
“You're a strong girl. I believe in you, and I assure you we'll get out of here. I'll make sure of that.”
In-ho made sure the guards never hurt you during the games, at least not too badly, just enough to make you run into his arms. He takes pride in the fact that whenever Gi-hun or someone else asks you to do something, you look at him for approval before doing anything. You never reject him or push him away, and he thought he had you right where he wanted you; it was time to make his move.
Their hugs quickly become more intimate, their hands begin to wander, and their compliments become more romantic. One night, with the riot approaching, he convinces you to sleep together in his bunk for added 'safety.' The lights are off, and everything is dark when his hands slip under your shirt, touching the skin of your stomach. His hot breath brushes your ear when he speaks in a whisper.
“You're really beautiful, a good girl.”
“Young-il, wait... stop!”
He frowns at your outburst and feels anger rising when you leap away from him, sitting down on the thin mattress. He swallows hard, trying to calm himself as you stammer and apologize to him for 'giving the wrong signal about your feelings for him' and assure him 'that you love him very much and see him as a father figure.'
He holds back a sneer at your words. He'll be your husband, you silly girl. The only one he'll be a father figure to is your future children together. Even so, he takes your trembling hand in his to reassure you.
“You don't have to apologize, darling. This is my fault. All this chaos made me misunderstand things. I apologize for this.”
“Y-you don't have to apologize. Let's just forget this ever happened, okay, Young-il?”
“Of course, darling. Sleep now, everything will be okay.”
You murmur an agreement and lie down again. This time he doesn't hug you, he just lies down and stares at the top bunk. He was furious. You're really ungrateful. Wasn't he the one who had looked after you from the beginning? Didn't he bring you to his team? Didn't he make sure nothing bad would happen to you? Tsk, how dare you reject him. In-ho doesn't sleep a wink the whole night. The next morning when you wake up, both of you act as if nothing had happened. Everything seemed fine, that is, until the day of the riot.
You were dizzy. Everything was chaos. Many of your friends and teammates were dead. You and Gi-hun were on your knees surrounded by armed guards. You felt like you were about to faint until the person you least expected appeared before your eyes: Young-il. He... was he the leader? No... it couldn't be... he never... your head filled with thoughts. You barely heard what Gi-hun was saying, and you just stared at Young-il.
“Tell me, Gi-hun, did you really think you could destroy a network as complex as this? I thought you were smarter than that. Anyway, all you've achieved is that your friend dies and you'll be back in the games. You didn't save anyone.”
Then he looks at you, a hollow smile spreading across his face. He approaches you, extending his hand, which tightly grips your jaw, forcing you to look at him.
“I'm merciful, so as for you, brat, I'll make sure you have a VIP view so you can watch all your friends die while you think about why it was a terrible idea to reject me.”
Nam-gyu had wanted to fuck you from the second he saw you. He had wanted you from the very second he saw you. With that arrogant bitch attitude you had, it made him want to shut you up with his cock. Thinking about all the things he wants to do to you gives him the same effect as drugs. He wanted to put you in your place, but there was one fucking problem.
Thanos.
Of course you did. You, like most of the idiots here, seemed to orbit around the failed rapper, who also seemed to orbit around you. When you joined his team, you spent all your time glued to Thanos, hugging him while he wrapped his arm around your shoulders. Seeing you together made him want to kill the violet-haired boy.
Why did that idiot have to keep all the things Nam-gyu wanted? Why did he have to play the fucking loyal lackey? That shit gets on his nerves, and the looks you gave him didn't help. You winked at him whenever Thanos ordered him around like he was a dog. Laughing when Thanos called him 'Nam-su' even after he corrected him a million times telling him his damn name is 'Nam-gyu' 'NAM-GYU' fuck it's not that hard to understand.
Nam-gyu approached you whenever Thanos was out of sight. With a confident and arrogant attitude, he wrapped his arm around your shoulders in the same way Thanos did, his ringed fingers rubbing your jacket-covered arm. He spoke in a confident and bold voice.
“Look at this, you're alone? I thought you'd be sucking Thanos's cock in the bathroom or something. Mine's bigger, by the way.”
“You're not with him either, are you? A dog's duty is to follow its master, so why don't you go find him, Nam-su? I'm not interested in you or your cock!”
He tenses at your comment. His hand tightens on your arm, his fingers digging into the skin, it's painful even through the fabric. He brings his face close to yours, his hot breath against your face as he hisses at you, his eyes burning with anger.
“It's NAM-GYU! You stupid bitch. I'm no one's dog, but you sure are a whore, i'm sure you'd love any cock you saw!”
“Hey bro! Why are you harassing my girl?”
Nam-gyu always shrugged when Thanos caught him, backing away from you while you gave him a mocking look when Thanos put his arm around you and started scolding him, telling him that 'brothers' don't steal their 'brothers' girls. I fucking hated it.
After the incident in the restroom and with Thanos dead, Nam-gyu thought he'd finally have you all to himself, but like the bitch you are, you switched teams and joined the revolutionary team of player 456 and his idiotic followers. What a stupid idea! As expected, that plan failed.
Nam-gyu watched you the whole time from a distance as the games progressed and the drugs began to mess with his head. All he could think about was beating you up and teaching you a lesson for being such a fucking bitch to him.
When the game of hide-and-seek started, you were on the blue team. A psychopathic smile crept across his lips as he watched you. He cut his finger with the sharp knife and you gulped. He snorted when the guards gave the blue team the advantage of sneaking away. He felt his blood bubble with the excitement of the hunt.
When he finally managed to enter the labyrinth, he wasted no time looking for you, killing every blue player in his path. When he finally found you, you were trying to open a door with your key. He approached, his face stained with blood, as were his hands and clothes.
“Ha! what do we have here? Isn't that the bitch from the blue team?”
“Don't come near me, Nam-gyu! Stay away from me!”
You become alert when you see him covered in blood, frantic, and with his pupils completely dilated. Does that sick bastard really enjoy killing people? You shudder at the thought, and Nam-gyu smiles at the realization. You back away as he slowly approaches, twisting the knife in his bloody hand.
“Why are you so scared, huh? What happened to that arrogant bitch attitude you had?”
You back away and without hesitation, you run, but you don't get very far. Nam-gyu runs after you and grabs you by the hair tightly, pulling painfully on it, and you feel your scalp burning. He pulls you against his chest, still holding your hair. He raises his other hand, pressing the dagger to your neck tightly, almost breaking the skin, and breathes heavily in your ear.
“Don't try to run away from me, bitch! If you want me to even consider letting you walk out of here alive, you'll have to beg my forgiveness for acting like a pretentious whore. You could start by sucking my cock.”
Myung-gi had entered the games to pay off all his debts and to get back with you and give you the life you deserved. He knew he'd broken your heart when he disappeared after you told him you were pregnant with his child and simply told you to get an abortion, but he planned to apologize to you and win you back when he got out.
What he didn't expect was to find you at the games, and not only that, but you had a big baby bump under your tracksuit. Didn't you get an abortion? Why didn't you listen to him for once in your life? He approached you, firmly grabbing your arm and leading you to a far corner despite your protests.
“What the hell are you doing here? And what happened to the baby? I thought we agreed you'd get an abortion.”
“You would know if you'd stayed with me. And I'm here because the mom needs money to take care of the baby if the dad doesn't want to take care of it.”
You abruptly break free from his grasp, and he lets out a frustrated sigh. When you turn around and walk quickly away, he reaches out, taking your arm again.
“Stay with me, I'll protect you.”
“I don't need you to protect me. Stay away from me and my baby.”
You jabbed a finger into his chest, squinting at him before freeing yourself from his grasp and walking away. Myung-gi scratches the back of his neck before rubbing his face. When he turns around, he sees Thanos and his group of idiots staring at him. He frowns before heading back to his bunk. The last thing he needs is those idiots targeting you.
He wanted you to join his team, but you'd already joined another team. You seemed comfortable with your team, and they seemed to take good care of you, especially players 120, 388, and 149. They made sure you were safe, gave you food, and cared for you. Seeing that bothered him a lot; after all, that's their job.
As the games progressed, you stayed as far away from him as possible, which frustrated him immensely. But there was one thing that bothered him and made him blindly jealous: your closeness with player 456. He was always touching you, making you laugh, and whispering things in your ear. Who the hell did that old man think he was? Trying to take advantage of you? Or did you two already know each other? Is that what it's all about?
He had so many doubts and questions swirling around in his head, so one day when you went to the bathroom, he decided to wait for you outside, leaning against the wall. When you came out, he firmly grabbed your arms, confronting you.
“What's going on between you and 456, huh? Do you like him...? Y-you're having an intimate relationship with him? Tell me right now what's going on between you two!”
His voice is frantic, and there's a jealous glint in his dark eyes. You frown at the crazy accusation.
“Are you hearing what you're saying? What kind of person do you think I am?! And why do you think I owe you an explanation after everything you've done?”
“Are you sleeping with him or not?! Tell me now!”
His hands tightened on your arms, and you whimpered in discomfort. Before the situation could escalate, Player 001 intervened, placing a firm hand on Myung-gi's shoulder, a warning.
“You're hurting her. I advise you, for your own good, to let her go right now.”
Myung-gi frowned, looking over the man at the older man, who was looking at him sharply. Myung-gi saw what the man had done to Thanos and Nam-gyu, and against his will, he let go of you, taking a few steps away. He watched as the man examined you and asked if you were okay as he led you toward the others.
“I'm fine, thanks Young-il.”
Myung-gi clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms as he watched you walk away with the man. Are you sleeping with him too? Why didn't you answer him when he asked about your relationship with 456? Why?!
Those thoughts were driving him crazy. He started to despise player 456 and everyone around you. A few days later, when you were eating, Myung-gi came over and gave you one of his sweet potatoes. You frowned adorably, and the others in the group stared at him.
“For you, I know they're your favorite. You have to eat to stay strong, you and my baby.”
“Uh..?”
Myung-gi says the last words possessively, looking at Gi-hun and Young-il, who frown unimpressed. He rubs your shoulder and leaves before you can protest. After the failed rebellion and the start of the game of hide-and-seek, he's determined to find you and take you to safety.
He ends up teaming up with Nam-gyu, killing other players while he searches for you. Right in a hallway, he sees player 120 standing in the doorway of one of the rooms. He knows you must be with her, so without hesitation, he approaches her and stabs her in the back. She lets out a moan before falling to the floor. You scream, sobbing, and his eyes immediately travel to you.
“What did you do?! You killed her... you killed her! Hyun-ju!”
“The baby's already born...?”
Myung-gi asks in disbelief, staring at the bundle in your arms, which you clutch to your chest as you sob. He takes a step closer, and the old woman covers you with her body protectively. Myung-gi frowns, staying in place before staring at you.
“I don't want to hurt anyone else. I just want you, me, and the baby to get out of here. I just want you to stop rejecting me and staying away from me. Is that too much to ask? If you won't do it for yourself, then do it for the baby. You don't want anything bad to happen to it... right?”
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