Private game (Squid game) (nsfw) (gunplay) (x male reader) (threesome lol)

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(x male reader) (nsfw) (gunplay) (trigger warning, mentioning of dead bodies)

The song, The Blue Danube, starts playing on the speakers, as the lights flicker on.

"Attention all players, the first game is about to begin. Please follow the staff's instructions. Please make your way towards the game hall."

You sit up in your bed, sheets all over the place, and pillows on the floor. You rub your face, pushing hair out of the way. You barely slept last night, it was horrific. Your number 420, games got lucky this year. Climbing down the thousands of beds, hands gripping the cold metal bars, you spark an idea. You get on your feet, maybe there's another way to survive these games. Maybe, with less bloodshed. Before you line up, you find three different guards next to each other, the circle on the left, the triangle on the right, and the square in the middle. You walk up to the three and stare at them.

"I've got a question."

The Triangle interrupts quickly, "please line up with the others."

Hearing his low deep voice startles you, even though you had no expectations, "so up tight..okay pinky, is there any way I could possibly skip this game?"

The circle speaks up, "you are not allowed to skip games, you've signed the contract." His mannerisms are a little different, but you can't catch why.

"Yeah, never mind the contract, I don't care about that," you look around, "I mean, other ways to skip a game."

They all glance at each other.

The circle replies first, "absolutely not, it is against the rules."

"I don't want to hear from you," You snarl, glancing at the quiet, clearly dominant of the two. The square.

"What about you, huh? You too scared to talk?"

He gently looks down at you, silent.

"Y'know, I'm not asking that much. Just give me a job to do, give me a fuckin...I don't know, something."

Silence.

"We've been in here for I don't know how long. Just give me a sliver of hope and chance!! That's all I'm asking.

Circle enunciates, "Go line up with the others."

Your eyes roll as you turn your back on them to get to your place in line. Almost everyone's ready, and all players start walking through the endless stares of the game hall, full of light colors and loud music. You're last in line, so a guard trudges behind you. A triangle. After a long while of walking, the guard takes a very quick step, on one stair, making you trip a little, leaning yourself back against his shoulder.

He whispers into your ear, "turn into this next door, and you may skip this game."

Your eyes widen, and you stand yourself back up. You slightly nod, still looking forward, as you continue walking.

The door appears shortly, and you take a sharp turn, followed by the guard, who closes the door behind you. You look around to see a dimly lit, small room, with two other guards sitting and waiting. One is a square, the other is a circle. Square was sitting in a large black chair, legs spread all for you to see. Circle was sitting with his legs crossed, on the ground below the square. You sensed a sort of power arrangement.

((Content warning. After this, there will be mentions of guns and murder.))

A small object lightly touched your back, and you heard the click of a gun.