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"Let’s make it easier on Thanos and take one picture together. Would that be okey?"
Thanos agreed as big group already started already posing with excitement.
He definitely could feel weight as one person was leaning on him. Not like he cared. But then the guard said no, so he stands there alone.
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Nam-gyu was partly disappointed. He let go of Thanos warm presence and moved back to line again. Since this whole shit show started, he easily sticks to Thanos since it was familiar face, even if only for him. They were also a good duo.
There was only one thing that was annoying him or more like a person. Player 194. That ugly fashionable bitch. Not like she did something personally to him, not yet at least. Still, the woman had been pissing him off for most of the short time they'd spent here. Especially when she was flirting with Thanos. Not like Thanos couldn't flirt with anyone but why her? Couldn't he find someone better?
Before he could even think of what he’s doing, his body was already walking toward woman. Player 194 scanned him with contempt.
"What?" Woman asked while playing with her hair as he stands before her.
"What do you think you're doing? Better stay away from Thanos you whore." He said with venom. His pissed off expression doesn’t change even for a second.
"Excuse me?" She opened her lips with shock but quickly continued. "Are you his girlfriend or what?"
"What’s that supposed to mean?" He ignored the girl part.
"I can see the way you look at him or that you aways find excuses to touch him. I could also see how you were leaning on him before the guard didn't agree on group photo." Mi-na mocked him.
Before Nam-gyu could answer the speaker called out next player which was the girl who only laughed at his even more angry expression now, to take mug shot. What a cunt. How could she even take me for a girl . Nam-gyu clenched his knuckles with anger as he ignored the rest of what she said and got back to line.
There was no way Thanos wanted bimbo like her. Was there?
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It was time for their first game. The whole facility was impressive but hella shady if you ask Thanos but so far, they played fair enough to give him money.
"I met your girlfriend. She's quite a bitch if you ask me." Player 194 said nonchalantly as she approached Thanos. "Could you tell her to stop harassing me? That would be awesome."
Su-bong only raised his eyebrow in confusion.
"Player 100 something with short black hair. Isn't she your girlfriend?" Now she was confused. Thanos scanned his mind to find the person she was talking about. Then it hit him.
"Wait are you talking about Nam-su? He's just my bro." Thanos replied.
"Oh gross ." She rolled her eyes.
They didn't continue this conversation as player 465 started his like-a-drunk speech so the topic changed to him and what was going on around really quick.
Then a lot happened. First player 194 died and a moment later way more. Definitely the time to take first pill. He couldn't tell how many players died then, but he got some blood on him. Will they even let him change? After 5 minutes passed and the game officially ended, he was still able to feel adrenaline mixed with dizziness from the pills. Damn . Whatever he was expecting, it wasn't this.
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They played mingle. His brain still couldn't process what happened to his buddy Gyeong-su. Not like he was planning to mourn the player, but it was definitely a loss to him. He was a nice addition to team Thanos. At least he had his best buddy Nam-gyu with him all the time. Like seriously all of the time. Man was hella clingy. Not like Thanos mind but it reminded him of something from the first day in this hell hole.
"Hey Nam-su buddy.” Thanos started in english. “Can you tell me something?" He asked as they were sitting in Thanos's bed after taking pills together. That little junkie . Thanos thought to himself when Nam-gyu came to him a few minutes before begging for those.
"It's Nam-gyu bro. I told you before." He said with pretended anger in his voice.
"Whatever you say pretty boy.” Thanos laughed in english. “Do you remember that pretty girl I was flirting with on the first day here. The one that died first." Thanos could see and how Nam-gyu's body tensed.
"Maybe? I dunno." An obvious lie as he was playing nervously with his hands.
"After we take photos, she came to me and said that my girlfriend is being bitch to her. I don't have a girlfriend. Can you tell me why she was thinking that?" Thanos moved closer to other man, enough to violate Nam-gyu's personal space.
"Why would I know what that whore was thinking about." He tried to sound casually, but Thanos could sense the nervousness raising in him.
"Nam-gyu. Don't lie to me. Do you think I didn't notice the looks you send me or how you always touch me. Since the beginning of this shit show you want to kill anyone who look at me like you are the only one who is allowed." Now Nam-gyu was stressing but didn't dare to say a word. " She meant you. ” He stepped there for a second with crazy smile. “It got me wonder, you know. You never corrected anyone who called you girl...” Thanos leaned over the younger man's ear” ... or my girl. " Nam-gyu could feel his cheeks burning with embarrassment, like he'd been caught red-handed.
After a moment of silence Thanos moved back a little and reached his hand to catch Nam-gyu's chin, so the other man would look him straight into the eyes.
"You would like to be my girlfriend, wouldn't you?" Tension was heavy between them as Nam-gyu was playing with the end of his sleeves trying to calm down himself.
"But I am a man." He said with fake confidence almost tricking himself into actually believing it.
"I know but that's not what I am asking." Thanos said still holding Nam-gyu's chin with mischievous smile.
Fuck. Why is this so hot. That was all Nam-gyu could think about right now. "Yes." He replied almost breathless.
“Oh boy. You’re into some kinky shit.” Thanos’s smile grew wider as he began to enjoy those sick games in a completely new way.
He only licked his lips before leaning in for a deep kiss. It quickly turned intense. Nam-gyu placed his sleeve-covered hand on Su-bong’s face, feeling as if his own was being eaten alive.