A frontman and a player. This story is fictional, but based on the series squid game. One wouldn't think that the frontman, who runs the game and a player who hates it would ever find love together. It's unexpected. But they find love and affection for one another.

When Seong Gi-hun returns to the Squid Game, he's forced to team up with Player 001, a cold and mysterious figure whose secrets could destroy them both. As the deadly challenges intensify, their connection becomes impossible to ignore, and what starts as a fragile alliance quickly turns into a dangerous, irresistible affair. In a game where survival is everything, they break all the rules, exploring a forbidden passion that could cost them their lives-and their humanity. Warning: Contains explicit content, forbidden romance, and mature themes. Not for the faint-hearted. 18+ 🛐⚠️🔞

"Two," the voice over the loudspeakers called out. Just like 001 had said. As suddenly as the realization hit him, Gi-Hun was already being dragged by his arm towards a room. There was no time to waste; many people would die this round, and Gi-Hun prayed to whatever gods might be watching them for mercy. He glanced back at the group he had formed-Jung-Bae was already gone. Thank God. He was safe. Finally, he focused on the hand holding his arm, the grip so strong he swore the blood flow was cut off. He looked up at their face, the dark, short locks, those soft, endless eyes. It was 001. *** started this on wattpad while waiting for ao3 to be accepted,, ENJOY anyways these two have been on my mind like crazy,,, also pretend for this story that mingle takes place before the six-legged pentathlon IN-HO IS A BOTTOM I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL has nsfw // chapter has a warning!!

قاسٍ ومُتسلِّط لايعرفُ للرحمةِ طريقاً وعاشقٍ ذو ولعٍ شديد . - لآتمد للواقع بصله . dr.

نائب الملازم عبدالاله هو المدرب الاكثر رعبا في الجيش ينقلب عالمه رأسًا على عقب عندما يقع في حب جندي مثلي الجنس .. -مقتبسه -صالعبود -تفاصيل -فصحى -عشوائيه

'أجساد متعبة' لا احد يدري لربما اليوم أو لربما الغد، قد يكون لقاء مرير لكلانا انـا وانـت لقاء قاسي أكثر من كونه مرير صراع مؤلم أكثر من كونه قاسي يحطم ويهدم ذكرانا .. ولا احد يعلم أو يدري ~ فقط دع ذلك سرًا لحياتنا . ~ رجـل، رجل، هذا رجُـل ! كـره ~ لحـب تحت وتيرة البؤس النفسي، واخيلة الضياع.

لنغوص . . حيث يأخذنا الغوص ولنرتمي . . اين ما يحل بالجسد الارتماء ~ غربة، غربة، لكنك رجل ! حلقة مفقودة . . خلفت وراءها عـقل ضائع، فقد عمله وقرر اتباع شخص مجـهول، هلهل له أنه يعرف ضئيلة حياته وكبيرة أفكـاره .