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Ok but In-ho cozied up to Gi-hun REAL fast. Knew exactly how to get under his skin but also gain his trust and friendship and respect enough to be his right hand man. He knew what he was doing BUT ALSO got too comfortable in his role, enough to call Gi-hun by his name outloud when he wasn't supposed to know his name to begin with. If he'd had even more time with Gi-hun, that man would've been completely lost in his role as Young-il.
If a year back you told me that now I'd be obsessed with a 50 year old Korean gambling addicted deadbeat father, I'd call you insane
And yet here we are xD
coach gihun x player junho au 🏐
okay so i was watching volleyball world championships and now my brain is STUCK on a junhun volleyball au and i can't turn it off!!!! like, imagine gi-hun as the team coach. late 30s, maybe pushing 40, short hair from s2, sleeves rolled, clipboard, that tired look in his eyes like he's seen every kind of stupid serve there is TT
and he's got these weird-ass tactics that shouldn't work but do??? like he'll bench the star for an entire set just to prove a point and somehow they WIN. the other coaches hate him because they can't predict him and his players follow him bc somehow it always pays off. genius or madman?? probably both! he's a bit burned out though... and he used to be ridiculously idealistic about the game!! he actually believed in its soul, teamwork, honesty, all that. then the press and money people got involved, and it turned into a circus. sponsorship politics, forced media smiles, higher-ups talking about branding instead of passing. he hated it, fought it, got tired. now he keeps his mouth shut mostly, still shows up, still loves the game, he just keeps it to himself now. he pretends he doesn't care anymore but when the whistle blows he's pacing the sidelines bc his heart's still in it TT team respects gi-hun to hell and back <3 he doesn't yell much, but when he does everyone straightens up like soldiers. he's the kind of coach who says "again" and everyone dies a little inside but no one argues :)) he believes in them in this quiet way that makes them want to prove him right like YES COACH I WILL BLEED FOR THIS RECEPTION THANKS FOR THE OPPORTUNITY
jun-ho is the new outside hitter. he times the approach well, reads the block, puts the ball where it needs to go. what beats him is his own head. his older brother sits in there like a judge, and some days junho can't tell if he plays because he wants it or because he's still trying to win the same old fight. his chest tightens when coach folds his arms and says "fix the angle," and his ears heat when a steady hand lands between his shoulder blades to set him straight. he has no idea what to do with any of it, so he keeps swinging until the tape bites and his palm aches. i want jun-ho being like "I'M NOT EVEN GAY-" and then looking at his hands shaking after gi-hun tapes his fingers for the first time and going oh. OH. and it's not tragic, it's just messy and real. lots of "IM FINE, IM FINE" followed by shower staring at tiles like a clown. and gi-hun sees through him. he's been around long enough to know what it looks like when a man wants him. at first he kinda lets it slide and pretends it's nerves, rookie admiration, whatever makes it easier to ignore. but then jun-ho keeps hanging around after practice, dropping by the office on excuses that don't make sense, watching him like he's trying to solve something. so then he's like "kid, please. you don't know what you're thinking. GO PRACTICE YOUR RECEPTION OR I SWEAR TO GOD"
he's not playing about boundaries!!!! line is line. which makes jun-ho even worse because nothing is SEXIER than someone who won't let you be stupid!!!! the worst part is his own brain starts betrying him, telling him coach looks back, too. not in any obvious way, just in those split seconds before gi-hun remembers to hide it. a glance that stays a beat too long, the corner of his mouth that almost softens. and jun-ho K.N.O.W.S he's NOT imagining it. he's young, fine, but he's not that naive. he knows. he fucking knows!! gi-hun knows too. he knows exactly what line not to cross, which ofc makes jun-ho want to cross it for both of them.
and ofc it's a season-long slow burn!! respect first and want second. then want wins but like… with consent and timing and the older adult in the room actually being an adult?? "i'll wait until you're sure and the season's over and then we talk like adults" thing. and salesman's in the background going BOOOO kiss already!!
bc yep ofc salesman's the opposite hitter, dae-ho's the middle blocker, wooseok's the setter and jung-bae's maybe the veteran libero?? the only one who actually argues with gi-hun and somehow gets away with it
and maybe at some point gihun realizes he's into it again. the gym's loud, jun-ho sparking it, and he thinks, DAMN, maybe i still love this game. maybe i'm not done.
i'll write it after i finish my current fic bc hoooly shit i love this too much! i can already see jun-ho losing his mind every time gi-hun joins them on court. sweatpants, or god forbid, SHORTS, stretching around his thighs, and jun-ho immediately sends the ball flying into the stands. gi-hun staring at him like ??? are you serious right now??? and jun-ho's there pretending to adjust his wrist tape like that's the issue
Early on in their relationship, I think Gihun would have a hard time letting Junho stay the night. In his eyes, that’s moving towards ‘we’re in a relationship’ faster than he’s ready for. It’s crossing an intimate line he isn’t ready to cross; showing a level of vulnerability he isn’t yet ready to show.
U-Haul Lesbian!Junho, of course, was ready to move into the Pink Hotel by the second time they slept together 💀 He’s reluctant to leave at night. He desperately wants the vulnerability and intimacy that Gihun fears. He’s so infatuated with him that seeing his bed head or calming him after a nightmare sounds like a fantasy. And why shouldn’t that fantasy be his? He’s convinced that Gihun would benefit from being held all night. He thinks it would be a big step in his healing to let Junho get that close to him when he’s that defenseless.
So it becomes his goal to wheedle his way into Gihun’s bed overnight. Conveniently for him, he’s found a pretty sure-fire way to avoid the ‘you can’t sleep in my bed’ argument entirely, a pattern that he’s more than willing to exploit: Gihun is 10000% the type to pass the absolute fuck out after sex when his body is exhausted and his brain is a thoughtless blur of oxytocin, etc. If they go multiple rounds, which they usually do, Junho can count on Gihun being asleep for hours.
If he stays in bed with him during those hours, if he falls asleep next to or on top of him, well, who can blame him? If Gihun can fall asleep after sex, isn’t it believable that he can, too? And if he gets to spend some of those hours just watching Gihun’s face as he sleeps, then he can see for himself the way it relaxes when he holds him tighter. He can know beyond the shadow of a doubt that Gihun sleeps better with him in his bed, and that makes all the lying to get there worth it.
Rain just heralds awful things for Gi-hun. He loses his family in the rain.
Inhun x Quarter Quell au
For those that don't know, the quarter quell in Catching Fire (Hunger Games) had previous victors of the Hunger Games compete in the games.
Similarly, the Squid Game organization hosts a 'quell' every 10-15 years to thin the number of winners who know the existence of Squid Game.
Inho volunteers to represent one of Korea's past winners because the VIPs have started to suspect his loyalty.
Gihun joined to stop the games.
When they woke up in the dorm, Inho was wearing 132, while Gihun wore 456.
Meanwhile, the other contestants of this year's games were past winners from other countries, making the stakes much higher.
These were all seasoned players who have beaten the odds, and Gihun realized this was a game full of winning racehorses.
Gihun still wants to stop the game, while Inho has no faith even in the winning horses.
Gihun believes he could convince the winners to band together to turn on the org, but Inho knows these are ruthless killers, people who have gone to extreme lengths to win the Game.
Despite that, Gihun and Inho formed an alliance.
Junhun Day 3: Player!Jun-ho
“You didn’t fail, hyung.”
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"Pink Frontman Gi-hun and Frontman In-ho" request by @ruereii :D
🎶dream for dreaming
ghost gihun😔
"Some people are in such darkness that they will burn you just to see a light."
Seong Gi-hun, I miss you so much. My beloved :(
the obsessed artist
junhun/inhun fated pairs abo au where
Gi-hun keeps his world small on purpose. Open the shop. Count the cash. Call his kid. Let Jun-ho take the stove and half his pillows, because he loves him and because his place feels right with the alpha humming over a pot.
But then the older brother starts showing up.
He says hello like it’s procedure. Carries wrists slick with scent blockers like anyone needs them that heavy just to visit family. Watches locks instead of faces. Gi-hun could let it slide, he’s pushing fifty, he’s seen worse.
But this one starts coughing the second Gi-hun’s scent spikes, like he’s allergic to him. The bastard won’t take a dumpling from his hand, and he’s the first to snap a window open the second his scent hits the room.
Gi-hun tells himself it’s not worth the breath. He never has the heart to argue with Jun-ho anyway. The kid worries himself sick if he so much as sighs too hard. Always ready with a fix, an errand, something to make it easier. Gi-hun has no idea how he’d make this one easier, though, not when Jun-ho’s on a mission to come up with every rational excuse for the shit his older brother pulls.
Sometimes Gi-hun thinks he should get a medal for patience. He can survive Jung-bae’s dramatics, the supplier who never answers calls until rent’s due. Even the stepfather’s polite texts about Ga-yeong: flights, dentist, school shows. Always a neat ‘we have it handled,’ like he’s a guest at his own kid’s life.
But Hwang In-ho might be the real test.
All that silence, all that neutral air, like he’s trying to erase himself and everyone else with him. Each time, Gi-hun walks away more confused.
Somehow, down the line, the world starts arranging things so he and the alpha end up in the same place more often than makes sense. The kind of timing that feels like a joke, like something keeps tugging them into orbit.
And speaking of fate, Gi-hun can’t escape hearing about that crap lately. Geum-ja and the ajummas park themselves at their usual table, gossiping about fated pairs like it’s romance, not biology turning on people who never asked for it. All that talk about bonds that drag you back no matter how far you run, and they all sigh like it’s something to want. Gi-hun doesn’t believe in that nonsense, never did. Nothing romantic about your own body deciding for you.
But the old story about the man who started to stink after his wife died still sits in his head when the lights are off. He tells himself Geum-ja juiced it for drama, that the ajummas nodded because they like a good shiver and Min-yeo likes an audience.
If it were true, even a little... That’s not romance. That’s a trap. That’s your body turning on you, cruel in a quiet way.
One smell and what? Suddenly you’re bound to someone for life? Just one whiff and that’s it? Gi-hun stares at the ceiling and thinks that this can’t be love. One breath and every other scent fades, the whole world narrowing to one person like nothing else exists.
Scary, he thinks. Really scary.
Not that he’d ever say it out loud, but it is. What if you already built a life? Someone’s waiting for you at home and then some stranger walks in and your biology decides to rearrange everything? What if all the effort, all the choosing, stops mattering? He turns the thought over once, twice. If that’s how it works, what’s left of being human?
He turns onto his side, pulls the blanket up, and tells himself it’s stupid to think about. Just stories. Old women’s talk. Still, it takes him longer than usual to fall asleep.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
i keep on thinking how insane it was for inho to shove the card down gihun’s throat. like hello??? he had pockets. inho could’ve easily placed the card in gihun’s pockets but he very specifically chose not to. he could’ve chosen anywhere else and he didn’t. even outside of a ‘shipping perspective’ that level of perverse unhinged behaviour is peculiar.
frontman.
