Fractured (In-ho x Gi-hun)
The baby was crying. Again.
And Gi-hun didn’t know what time it was.
His hands trembled as he awkwardly rocked the little one. He tried humming a lullaby, his eyes darting nervously around the room. «If they wake up and decide to attack me, I’m not sure I can do anything about it. Not when I have 222’s baby.»
He didn’t even know if the blood on him belonged to Jung-bae or to himself. Not that it mattered anymore.
His gaze returned to the baby as her cries grew louder. His expression softened. He stopped pacing restlessly and sat back down on the edge of the bed, making sure the baby was bundled warmly in his jacket and 222’s.
All he knew was that he was trembling.
And that the baby was crying.
And that no one was coming. That he was alone. Holding a small bundle in his arms.
“It’s okay…” he whispered, a shaky smile on his lips. “I’m here.”
He kept rocking her, though his fingers no longer moved like they used to.
He didn’t even know if he was doing it right.
Didn’t know if she was going to survive.
He wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold on, how much longer he could protect her.
He hadn’t eaten. Didn’t want to.
All he had left was in his arms.
Wrapped in his jacket and 222’s.
He begged with his eyes, as if that simple plea could make the baby stop crying right then.
As if he could make her understand she had to stay quiet if she wanted to survive, even just one more day.
No, it wasn’t the snores of player 100 or the sobs and murmurs of 125.
He tensed, arms wrapping protectively around the little infant, when the latch clicked softly.
His brow furrowed, fingers digging into the baby, wanting to believe it was a nightmare.
Leather boots hitting the floor.
The dark figure approaching them calmly, while the rest of the players slept, unaware of the danger lurking in the same room.
Not from fear. Not for himself.
For the baby, writhing and crying, as if she sensed something breaking inside the man who was giving everything for her.
For a promise. For the little humanity he clung to until his last breath.
“W-what do you want?” His tongue felt heavy. The air felt thick.
They hadn’t seen each other since Jung-bae died.
The Leader hesitated before kneeling slowly. In truth… as if afraid to frighten Gi-hun too much.
And only then did the raven-haired man realize the intentions of the man who had killed hundreds of innocents.
“I’m not here to hurt you, 456.” He confirmed, holding up a small bottle.
A transparent baby bottle filled with milk.
In-ho leaned slightly toward Gi-hun, stopping when the latter recoiled, shielding the baby from him.
Gi-hun clenched his teeth.
“How can I be sure you don’t plan to get rid of her?” He spat, venom and rage packed into every word.
Silence lasted only a few seconds before he answered:
“Because I already would have.”
He leaned back over them, offering the bottle.
Silence fell again as the baby desperately drank from the bottle In-ho held.
Something twisted in Seong’s chest as his gaze remained fixed on the man kneeling before him, feeding the child.
“Do you still think you could have saved her?” In-ho murmured without really looking at him.
It didn’t sound like reproach.
The question hung in the air.
Not when something in Gi-hun seemed to be breaking. Piece by piece.
In-ho lifted his head slightly, never letting go of the baby, who kept sucking fiercely on the bottle.
His gaze searched for Gi-hun’s.
And what he saw… left him motionless.
Tears still ran down the cheeks of player 456, covered with wounds and small scars.
No screams, no sobs, no sound betrayed the storm raging inside.
And In-ho didn’t press further.
He turned his gaze back to the baby and sighed.
«Gi-hun… forgive me for killing Jung-bae.»
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