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You have known Thanos for a few years now and you quickly became vital for each other, like attached to the hip and somehow along the way, feelings began to bloom, though neither of you ever acted on them.
Not that he’s shy, far from it, he even would’ve asked you out the second he realized his love for you. But then he remembered how badly the Korean people could react to a public figure coming out as queer, making it harder for him to reach his goal to become a popular rapper in Korea, no, the whole world.
So he waited, and waited, hoping to move on. But you were constantly with him, maybe he should’ve stopped inviting you at the rap contest he was participating in or his few concerts, cheering for him with his fans.
Moving on was hard, if not impossible.
Then, during the finals of the show he was participating in, he forgot the lyrics to his rap and lost. And it kept going downhill, to the point of losing everything on crypto money and being indebted of 500 million won more to the already big debt he had. Not seeing an end to it, the relentlessness of life with his feelings, dreams, and means, Thanos walked to a bridge, considering jumping before a man approached him to play a game of ddakji.
And so he found himself in a strange place with hundreds of people and armed guards with masks.
He thought he’d just have to play the games and win and waltz out of here debts free, but the stakes were higher than what he had thought after seeing the pretty player 196 die from a headshot after moving during the green light red light game.
Starting to panic, he popped a colored pill from his cross and swallowed it, waiting for its quick effects. He didn’t have to wait much and within a minute he was running dancing with a big smile on his face, even pushing to death three people before him.
It’s after the 5 minute timer that he saw you, catching your breath with wide eyes as you looked around in shock. What the fuck just happened ? You had some blood on your face and clothes, yet, Thanos still found you good looking, the blood not disturbing him.
He approached you, pushing anyone on his way and without waiting for you to notice him, he began to talk.
“What are you doing here ? You have debts ?” He said, tapping your shoulder.
Your eyes widened again at the sound of his voice as you looked at him, blinking surprised.
“Huh ? T ?” You said as he posed at the sound of his nickname. You had seen him on the screen earlier, but you didn’t expect to actually find him here.
“Das me, yea.” He posed one last time before continuing speaking. “How much ?”
“Huh ?”
“Your debts.”
“Why would I tell you ? You didn’t tell me how you lost all your shit.”
“Crypto money.” He replied without missing a beat.
You blinked at him, surprised, and pointed at him.
“You… too ?”
“MG Coin got you too ?” He looked at you with an equally surprised face.
“What ? No. Who ? I’m just shit at understanding how it works.” You robbed your forehead, remembering with irritation all your actions that led you here.
“Yeah and you’re fucking stubborn, I can see you trying and trying even after losing multiple times.”
“I don’t want any comments from you, didn’t you do the same ?”
“Nope ! Went all-in. In one go !” He said, moving his hands around as if to look cool.
You sighed before letting out a small laugh.
“This isn’t a contest but I feel like you’re winning and not in a good way.”
He smirked clearly not caring about your last words, he had won, that’s what mattered.
“Wanna play together, my bro ? I already have a small group, I can squeeze you in.” He asked, crossing his arms before raising one hand in the air, ready to dap you.
“Sure, what’s the worst that could happen ?” You replied, dapping him.
Since then, you stayed with Thanos and the group he made himself. A fan, a new friend that he kept butchering the name of, a shy guy and a cool girl.
The games weren’t easy even if it made you remember your childhood, but even with death flying around all of you, Thanos and soon Namgyu made things less intense.
The third game was over and you had survived once more. Then as planned the vote of the day came but ended in a tie to which the square guard told everyone another vote was coming but to take a break before it would start.
A lot of people from both sides went to the bathroom while you stayed on one of the beds of your now reduced group. The cool girl and shy guy had voted X, no longer wanting to play the games, and the fan, Gyeongsu, was dead, so only you, Thanos and Namgyu remained. But after 5 long minutes you started to wonder what was taking them so long to just take a shit. So you stood up and asked to be let out to go to the bathroom, a guard accompanying you.
As you finally approached the door, Minsu rushed out, running past you. Then you heard commotion and as you opened the door…
Chaos.
Everyone was at each other’s throat, punching, kicking and hitting one another.
You saw Thanos on player 333 as they strangled each other while he cursed in both Korean and English. Quickly you went to grab him, wanting to get out of here as fast as possible, but Thanos swiftly pushed you away, making you land on your ass.
As you moved and tried to stay out of the way of everyone you noticed player 333 pulling a silver thing out of his pocket and planting it in Thanos’ throat. You yelled, trying to get closer but before you could grab him, player 333 had stabbed him a second time before pushing him away and hiding inside the toilet stall, locking it.
“Fuck !”
You grabbed Thanos, cursing to yourself, and hid in the second toilet. His hand was shaking against his throat, holding the fork, blood spilling between his fingers. You moved his hand, placing yours instead, trying to stop the wounds from bleeding.
You had tears in your eyes as you began to panic, his were wide as he tried to breathe and cough out the blood, choking on it.
“Fuck dude !” You cried out, you could feel his heartbeat on the palm of your hand. “Why did you do this when I’m not here !”
You pulled him closer, shaking, his head resting on your chest as he continued to choke, his heartbeat slowing down dangerously.
“You fucking dumbass.” You didn’t know what to do, your favorite person was dying and you couldn’t do anything to help him.
He looked at you with horror as he realized what was going to inevitably happen, one hand grabbing your arm while the other went to your cheek, trembling, weakly caressing it, smudging blood on your skin.
“I” He managed to get out, coughing up blood on himself and your clothes, struggling, looking at you, scared. It was now or never, he thought. “I lo- …yo-” He tried to articulate, though panic, blood and pain were making it difficult.
You let out a frustrated yell before planting a kiss on his forehead.
“Fuck you, Subong ! Tell me when you survive this ! You can survive this, right, it’s just a fork ! Don’t fucking die, man !” As you cried, your tears fell on his face as slowly his eyes lost their light.
His heart had stopped beating, his hands falling to his sides. Thanos was no longer shaking and struggling against you but blood was still pooling by your hand and clothes.
You closed your eyes, his dead ones looking right at you. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Your body kept shaking as you held him tightly against you, too scared to get out, waiting for the fight to stop, for everything to end.
When it finally died out, you heard a knock, making you jump.
“Who’s that ?” You asked, your voice hoarse, quiet, it was evident you were still crying.
“Me. Namgyu. Is he… ?”
You unlocked the door, wiping your tears quickly, putting Thanos’ blood on your face inadvertently.
“Shit !” Namgyu kneeled, hands moving against Thanos’ shoulders. “That fucking MG Coin…”
And then, he pulled the fork out of his throat, from between your fingers, more blood gushing out. It almost made you puke in your mouth.
“For revenge.” He said with a weak smile, carefully hidding the bloody fork in his clothes. “Do you think… I can take this too ?” He pointed to the big cross Thanos had around his neck. “It’s just- You know…”
He gave you another small smile before unlocking the necklace and taking it before you could say anything. You didn’t have a good reason to stop him anyway.
“Once it’s empty, give it to me, okay ?” You finally said and he nodded slowly.
Then the bathroom door creaked open, the guards were there. Big guns and human sized black boxes to take in the casualties.
“Come on, let’s go.” Namgyu said quietly, pulling you by your elbow.
You didn’t want to leave, not ready to abandon Thanos’ body. But you had to, so you closed his eyes before slowly getting up as you laid him on the stained ground. Namgyu held you close, helping you walk away, the others followed you quietly, escorted by the armed guards.
When you entered the lobby, defeated and mentally annihilated, Namgyu immediately alerted the others of what had happened while you slowly realized you were drenched in Thanos’ blood, with no possibility to shower or change clothes. You felt sick, and while people approached as the two groups began to argue once more, you sat on Thanos’ bed, eyes empty.
Now, you really wanted out.