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"What's the fucking matter? You scared?"
"You fucking loser."
How dare Minsu call him that and how the hell had that little fucker gotten the necklace?
He wanted to scream at him, even hurt him. But he couldn’t. The withdrawals were slamming into him like waves.
He needed those pills. Now.
He ran his hands through his hair, shaking.
A choked sound escaped his throat before he let out a soft, frustrated yell
and launched himself onto the track.
He leapt forward, moving on hands and feet like an animal, driven by nothing but desperation.
He probably looked like a stupid cat.
But he couldn't care less about how he looked. The only thing he cared about was the pills hidden inside that fucking necklace.
He jumps. And jumps again.
He’s almost there, just a little more.
The necklace slips into reach.
His hand shoots out, fingers closing around it.
Got it.
He jumps one more time. His whole body trembles.
Mid-air, he pries open the cross.
When his feet hit the floor, he pulls it close and looks inside.
Nothing. Absolute emptiness.
That fucker. He did this.
This is all his fault. He took his pills.
From his necklace.
Namgyu looks up, still stunned.
He forgets to jump and the rope slams into his legs with a brutal snap.
He crashes onto the track, flat on his back.
Pain radiates through him, but he knows the worst will come when he hits the ground.
Or will it?
Does dying from a fall even hurt?
It shouldn’t.
After all, plenty of people end it all by jumping off bridges.
He screams, a raw sound ripped from his throat, knowing no one will save him.
The ground barrels toward him, unstoppable and merciless.
Then he hits the floor.
Lights go out.
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He opens his eyes.
But he doesn’t feel alive,
There’s no way he is.
He looks down, expecting to see his own body. But instead, he sees it, lifeless and sprawled out. And he’s standing there, staring at it.
Confused he quickly raises his hands in front of his face.
But these aren’t really his hands. Well, they are just… ghostly.
No way.
There’s no fucking way he just turned into a ghost.
How the fuck are ghost real?
And what the hell is he supposed to do now?
Haunt this miserable, fucked-up place?
He feels a tear coming down from his cheek.
"Namsu."
No, fuck, what is this? First, he turns into a goddamn ghost, and now he’s hearing Thanos’ voice?
Is he even dead, or just dreaming?
This has to be some fucked-up nightmare.
He pinches himself, but he doesn’t wake up. Oddly enough, he actually feels the pain.
He always thought ghosts couldn’t feel anything.
"Don't hurt yourself boy."
Namgyu had enough of the voice. He spun around to face it.
He couldn’t believe what he saw.
Thanos stood in front of him, ghostly like him with a gaping hole in his neck. Four holes, actually. The fork wounds from when Myung-gi stabbed him. The very same act Namgyu had called “great” just yesterday.
Now, all he felt was regret. Regret for those words. He hadn’t truly meant them, it was the drugs, the grief twisting his mind.
It was as if Thanos could read his thoughts.
"Did you mean it?"
Namgyu hesitated.
"When you said Mgcoin was amazing when he killed me?"
"You heard that?" Namgyu asks, his body still shaking.
"Mhm yeah, I heard everything. When I died, I followed you everywere."
"The moment you killed Semi I was kinda disappointed in you, even though she was actually fun to have around as a ghost."
Namgyu’s eyes darted around, searching for her. He absolutely didn’t want to see that bitch.
"Don't worry she's up there watching Minsu. He's gone crazy too, didn't expect him to take those pills."
Namgyu looks at Thanos still trying to process everything.
"Are you going to answer my question? Or are we just going to pretend you didn’t team up with the enemy?"
"Or even worse saying that him killing me was iconic."
"I didn’t," Namgyu breathes shakily. "I didn’t mean to say that. I’m sorry."
"I just needed him to team up with me. I felt so lonely without you."
"What was I supposed to do? Team up with Minsu? He would never agree to that."
"It still hurted, Namsu. I thought we were friends. Friends don’t call their friend’s killer 'iconic.'"
"I’m sorry. I had to say something to earn his trust."
He takes a deep breath.
"I didn’t know you’d hear it."
"I didn’t know you’d care."
He swallows, his voice softer now.
"I didn’t think my words mattered to you. You always gave so much of your attention to everyone else on the team, and I guess I just…"
He’s cut off by Thanos.
"I do care, Namgyu. I care about you and your words."
Was Namgyu dreaming or did Thanos just say his name correctly?
"Say that again."
"Why?"
"My name you said it right. You actually know my name?"
"Ofcourse I do. I, I just said it wrong because you look hot pissed off."
Thanos looks away and is he blushing?
Namgyu smirks.
"Were you serious about what you said?" Thanos blurts out.
"What that I didn't mean my words to Myung-gi, cause ofcourse I didn't mean it, I don't find MGcoin iconic, cause he is actuallty not, he's such a dickh-"
"No, no about the uh you know the thing."
"What?" Namgyu asks, a confused look on his face. Can’t Thanos be more clear?
"The one night stand. After you said that, I got so mad that I didn't follow you the whole game. I had to follow Minsu and he kept fucking tweaking and asking people if they had seen Semi."
Namgyu lets out a laugh.
"Seriously? You thought I meant that? I was just being sarcastic."
His smirk quickly fades into something softer.
"Wait why were you mad about that?"
"Because I don't want anyone else to touch you. Especially not in that way."
"Why?" Namgyu asks confused, unsure what the other meant by that.
"Look, Namgyu… I’m not good at confessions or anything like that shit.
But I think I might like you. You were always my favorite on the team—
and you still are, even if you did team up with the enemy."
Namgyu blushes. There’s no way this is real.
He had liked Thanos for so long, since the very first night they met at the club, he'd fallen for him.
Namgyu was cold to everyone else, but never to Thanos.
He didn’t like anyone there… except Thanos.
And he never gave out free drinks—except to Thanos.
Thanos noticed Namgyu getting shy, his cheeks flushing red.
"You know, we could take this conversation somewhere more private, like the bathroom. If you want. Most of the time, there aren’t any ghosts there, even to we can pee, its actually fucking weird being a ghost." Thanos chuckles.
Namgyu had just noticed that there were other players or rather, ghosts here. People who had recently died from that stupid jump rope game, along with others who seemed to cheer on the remaining players, even though they couldn’t be heard. No one was paying attention to him or Thanos. But if he was right about where this conversation might lead, then maybe they needed more privacy. Wait, can ghosts actually have—? Yes, right. If he can feel a pinch, then that should work too.
"Okay, sure… but uh, how do we move? Like, do you float or just walk?"
"Both. But I prefer floating."
Of course Thanos does.
"Also, that whole ghost-walking-through-walls thing? Total bullshit. I tried it immediately—bam, ran straight into a goddamn wall. My head still fucking hurts."
Namgyu laughs. Typical Thanos. He had missed him, more than he wanted to admit, even to himself. On the outside, he acted like it didn’t matter, putting on a mask and hiding his feelings with easy words and jokes. Now that he was back, the quiet ache inside didn’t disappear right away. There was still a heavy feeling in his chest, a mix of relief and sadness he didn’t fully understand. This was new to him feelings so strong and confusing that he didn’t know how to handle them or show them.
"You coming, boy?"
Thanos snapped him out of his thoughts, already floating toward the exit.
Namgyu hesitated, choosing to walk at first, nervous he’d mess up the whole floating thing.
But after a while, he gave it a try.
And to his surprise, it was actually… fun.
The bathroom wasn’t far, but with the two of them joking and floating like idiots, the walk or float felt even shorter.
When they finally reach the bathroom, Thanos opens the door with surprising gentleness, definitely a new look for him.
Namgyu steps inside and turns around, only to be suddenly pressed against the wall.
Thanos stood close, their chests pressed together.
Namgyu’s breath grew heavier, and Thanos couldn’t help but smirk, clearly noticing.
"It’s funny how you act so strong in front of everyone else, but when you’re with me, you’re so sweet and quiet."
Namgyu struggled to find the right words. Thanos had been right, every time he was with him, he felt different, softer, kinder. His cheeks warmed, but he didn’t dare look away.
“You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed of having you right here, like this.”
Namgyu tried to find the words to answer, but Thanos’ touch came before his voice could.
Their lips met in a slow, breathless kiss, moving in perfect harmony. Namgyu felt the gentle graze of Thanos’ tongue against his lips, and he parted them, welcoming him in. The kiss was passionate at first, but it soon melted into something rougher, hungrier.
After a while, they broke the kiss to catch their breath. Their foreheads pressed against eachother.
"I need you." Namgyu whispers against the taller man's lips.
"Yeah, you need me?" he asks smirking.
"Yes please, please let me make you feel good." Namgyu answers while looking at the growing tent in Thanos' sweatpants.
Thanos stepped back, giving the shorter man more space, Namgyu gets the message and drops to his knees, looking up at the larger man while innocently batting his lashes.
Just by looking at him Thanos feels himself getting harder and he notices some precum dripping down his cock.
So without hesitation, he pulls down his pants and briefs in a swift motion.
Namgyu slowly looks up more, surprise widening in his eyes. His mouth parts gradually, disbelief creeping over his face.
He knew a man like Thanos would be big, but he absolutely didn’t except this.
"What's the matter baby?" Thanos asks with a big smirk on his face, knowing exactly why the younger man was so shocked.
Namgyu’s cheeks flush at the sound of the nickname. But he refused to let Thanos be satisfied, by his stunned expression.
"Nothing, I've taken bigger ones for sure."
"Alright then show me what you got, boy."
Namgyu wanted to take his time, so he teasingly licks over the head, dipping his tongue into the slit to collect some of the already dripping salted liquid, making eye contact while doing so. His tongue travels down the shaft, tracing his tongue over one of the veins on his cock, making Thanos groan and looking up at the ceiling.
Namgyu moves his tongue back to the head and gently sucks at it as he bobs his head a little bit. The taste of precum on his tongue and the sounds from Thanos, urges him to take more of it into his throat and picks up pace a bit.
Thanos hands fisted Namgyu's hair at the sudden speed and yanks him roughly forward. Namgyu let out a painfull moan, widening his mouth as the purple haired man slams his cock into his throat. The room fills up with gagging sounds and Thanos' groans.
"Fuck your mouth feels like heaven, you feel so fucking good Namgyu."
The praises making Namgyu's own dick clearly hard. Thanos noticing takes his own dick out of the raven haired man's mouth.
"Get up and turn around." He says with a firm yet gentle tone.
Namgyu obies, gets up and turns around, placing his hand against the wall -knowing he needs this balance because of Thanos' big cock.
He can feel Thanos fingers going inside his pants towards his dick. Thanos takes the other man's cock in his hands and strokes it a few times. Namgyu not controlling his own mouth let out a few moans of pleasure.
Before he can bring his hand to his mouth to muffle his own sounds, Thanos’ hand is already gone taking of Namgyu's pants and briefs.
"Fuck man." Thanos chuckles placing his hands on Namgyu's ass and squeezing it.
"What?" Namgyu asks confused, for the second time, can this man not be more obvious with his words.
"Your ass, fuck I think I've never seen somebody with such a nice ass, not even girls."
Namgyu blushes a bit, he has to be honest, he's heard that compliment before from other men, but coming from Thanos, it sounded different. More honest.
"Thanks, but uh can you just fuck me already, I literally can't wait any longer!"
He absolutely didn’t have to say this twice to Thanos. He shoved two fingers into Namgyu's mouth, forcing him to suck.
So he did, licking and sucking desperately. Fast but still with purpose, slipping his tongue in between the two fingers until they were soaked.
Thanos pulled them out, and Namgyu could feel them on his ass, teasing him.
Namgyu arched his back more -his hands still against the wall- so Thanos could have better access.
He was about to complain that it was taking too long, when suddenly he's met with two of Thanos' fingers entering him.
The sudden contact making him moan loudly.
"That's it baby, let me hear you." Thanos praised, pumping them in and out in a steady rhythm.
Namgyu's moans grew louder, back arching even more.
Thanos mouth moved to his ear, he could feel and hear his steady breaths "Come on baby take what I give you."
He spread his fingers, scissoring Namgyu open.
Namgyu groaning at the feeling. "Oh fuck Thanos, I'm ready just fuck me already."
Thanos took his fingers out, Namgyu moaning at the sudden loss of contact.
He could hear Thanos spitting on his hands, stroking his dick a few times.
Placing his other hand on Namgyu’s waist, grabbing it firm. He could feel the head of Thanos' dick against his ass wet from precum and spit.
Thanos slowly puts his dick inside of Namgyu not wanting to hurt him. When Thanos had fully bottomed out, Namgyu pants "Fuck you're big." throwing his head back as he takes another shaky breath. "Just need a second."
"I tought you took bigger ones before" Thanos chuckles. "I did. It's just been a while." "Mhm sure, tell me when you're ready gorgeous." He murmurs the words against Namgyu's skin, lips trailing kisses down his back and leaving warm, lingering marks.
Some seconds and a lot of kisses later, Namgyu speaks up: "I'm ready you can move now."
"You sure." "Yes, I'm sure," Namgyu replied, his cheeks turning a soft shade of pink as warmth flooded his face. He couldn't help the shy smile that tugged at his lips, there was something deeply comforting about the way Thanos genuinely cared for him. It made Namgyu feel seen, valued. Loved.
Thanos brought both of his hands at Namgyu's waist, keeping him in place as he pulled out slowly and rocked back forward. A soft moan escaped out the shorter man's mouth. "Please go fast, I can handle it." He breathed out.
At that confession Thanos quickly sped up pace. His thrust became bolder, letting Namgyu moan even louder.
He wasn’t sure if it was because of Thanos or the fact that he was a ghost, but somehow, it felt ten times more intense than the other times he had sex.
Thanos groaned in his ear, praising him and his ass.
Namgyu pushes himself rougly back against Thanos, wanting to feel more. This
movement wakes something up by Thanos, he roughly grabs Namgyu’s hair with one of his hands -the other still at his waist- forcing his a bit head up, so his moans became even more clear.
"You’re so damn fucking needy, it's fucking hot." "Bet you dreamt about this moment everytime you slept in that bunk above me."
"Yes I did- ah fuck Subong." Namgyu screams as Thanos' cock hit a particularly sensitive spot inside Namgyu, causing him to roll his eyes back and mouth falling open even more. Loud moans escaped his mouth, not caring to hide them.
"Yeah you like that?" Thanos groans while hitting the same spot over and over. The stimulation was overwhelming and Namgyu's knees almost gave out. But before he could collapse, Thanos’ arms were around his waist, steadying him, holding him upright
"Yes Subong, fuck you make me feel so good." Namgyu moaning his real name sends his off the edge, wanting to cum together with Namgyu he moves his hand to the front of Namgyu's body, taking his dick into his hand and stroking fast, in sync with his thrusts.
Thanos only has to stroke the shorter man's dick four times before Namgyu spills over his hand letting out a final loud whimper, his head falling back into Thanos' shoulder.
Thanos thrust against him three more times before following Namgyu and finishing inside of him. Thanos moaned softly, giving a few more shallow thrusts before stilling, taking out his softend cock and hugging Namgyu from behind.
"I love you", he whispers against Namgyu's neck, lips brushing gently as he places soft kisses there.
"I love you too."
Thanos let's go of Namgyu's waist and grabs some tissues to clean him up.
He lets out a laugh. "What?" Namgyu asks confused.
"After I clean you up, do you want to haunt Minsu together?"
Namgyu grins "Yes I would've loved to."