Summary: Myung Gi's thoughts after the rebellion
Myung Gi Pov.
The room was dark, with only the red and blue light dimly illuminating the room. Hours have passed since the attack, but there is no way to tell the time. Who knows how long it's been? Even though my body is tired and wants to sleep, I keep myself awake to watch over Jun Hee. Everything now is too unpredictable, especially with the news that killing players wins you more money. Jun Hee would insist she doesn't need me to look after her, but this place is dangerous, and I couldn't live with myself if she or our baby died here, especially when it's my fault she's here in the first place. She's sound asleep in the bed, and I'm sitting at the foot of it; Mrs. Jang and I used the extra mattresses to enclose it and shield her from the other players with one side left open to the group.
Dae Ho and Min Su were on the bed across from us, sitting down with a contemplating look on their faces. The former marine's eyes are bloodshot red, only recently calming down from his panic attack. Min Su sat down a foot or two away from him with a scared and defeated look on his face. He joined our little team after Nam Gyu was harassing him, and Hyun Ju stood up for him. Speaking of which, she seemed the most stressed, pacing around the small space. We haven't spoken since the mingle game when her friend… We haven't had a reason to interact yet and we're both fine with that. Finally, Mrs Jang and her son sat in between the beds, huddled in the spare blankets.
It appears no one is getting any sleep tonight, even the O's if the shuffling sound from the opposite side of the room was any indicator. Looking back down at the sleeping girl, she starts shifting in her sleep, a sign that she's having a nightmare. Hoping the same old trick works, I hesitate before humming softly, running my fingers through her hair. As predicted, it calmed her down, her body stilling in her sleep. Slowly, I untangled my hand from her hair and placed it on top of her stomach, feeling our baby kick. Despite myself, I let out a soft chuckle.
"Come on now, little one. You need to let your eomma sleep," I whisper into her stomach. With a small smile on my lips, then it hit me that this was the first time I actually got to interact with my child. It's almost enough to bring tears to my eyes. To think that this little life, behind the layers of clothes and skin, was something Jun Hee and I made together. Sure, the circumstances weren't ideal, but I couldn't help but feel excited at the idea.
When we first found out she was pregnant all those months ago, the timing was less than ideal. Who am I kicking? It was horrible; all our money was taken in that crypto scam, I was getting constant death threats from all my followers, and we were days away from getting evicted. So it was safe to say that when my long-time girlfriend showed him the little white stick with two pink lines, I was not happy. I had assumed that we both agreed that terminating the pregnancy was in our best interest. This was no time to bring a child into the world, not to mention we weren't even married. When I broke up and ghosted her, I thought that was for the best, too. Anyone associated with me was in danger. Luckily, I kept most of my personal life private, so none of my followers knew I had a girlfriend, but with how desperate and mad they were, it was only a matter of time. This would be a fresh start for her, without me burdening her anymore, but that was no longer possible.
Right now, though, I find myself excited about the future. Yes, that excitement is still buried under fear and anxiety, but under all of that is an understanding—an understanding that right now, all that matters is Jun Hee, our baby, and their future. And with that understanding comes resolve. After placing a small kiss on her stomach, I sit back up, stretching my arms and neck, before realizing that Hyun Ju has been staring at me. I'm quick to look away, not ready to interact with her yet…or ever. But that seems to be futile as she walks in my direction and stops right in front of the bed, staring down at me.
Notes: Bit of a shorter chapter is meant to show off player 333's mental state. Please remember to leave like and comments
