squid game x reader oneshots

story type: angst
tw: death, transphobia
doesn't follow directly the plot of the show !!
i use lyrics from what would i do from falsettos !! very much recommend listening (try not to cry challenge !😻)

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"There are no answers, but what would I do if you had not been my friend?" - Falsettos

your pov
095 is dead. you think her name is young-mi, but there's just so many names to remember. sitting quietly on the stairs with your knees to your chest, you sulk quietly. however, hyun-ju was the closest to her, so as soon as she comes walking up the stairs looking absolutely distressed, your heart breaks.

"hyun-ju...", you whisper sympathetically. her eyes, more drained than the last time you look into them, met your own. she gave you a soft smile, then looked away. you two have been friends since the beginning of the game, so you know when she's acting abnormal, and for good reasons.

"i know you and young-mi were really close... i'm really, really sorry..", you scooch a little closer to her, however, making sure to not invade her personal space.

"it's- it's okay, i guess. i know i shouldn't become attached to anyone in this game.", she smiles back, a sad smile, though.

you and her sit in silence for a moment. "you're really strong, you know that? i don't know how to manage to juggle everything that you do, but either way, i'm really proud of you.", you softly admit.

you look up at her and see her eyes welling up with tears. "thank you, y/n. that means a lot..", she thankfully says, turning to face you, now sitting right in front of you.

"it's been really difficult being here. the stares... they think i'm not watching, but i know they are. i know people don't see me as a woman, or even as a man. they see me as some kind of freak...", she continued. you listen to her story with a sad expression, making sure she knows she has your entire attention.

"i know this won't change anything, but i truly think you're one of the most beautiful women i've had the pleasure to meet. they just don't see how pretty you are. i guess beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but if that's the case, then it's definitely in my eye.", you confess to her.

she sat there looking at you, her arms wrapped tight around herself as though she's putting pieces of a puzzle together. your words echoed in her mind, soft yet earth-shattering.

no one had ever said that to her before, young-mi yes, but not in the same way. her lips trembled as she tried to keep her tears back, blinking them away, a smile creeping up on her pretty face.

she was so happy- so painfully, achingly happy that it felt as if her heart would split open from the foreign and overwhelming feeling of love.

"i.. i never thought anyone would ever say that to me...", she whispered, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. your expression turned to a soft smile, hesitating before reaching out, your hand resting on hers.

"you deserve to hear it," you say quietly, as though it was the simplest truth in the world.

her breath hitched, and she let out a shaky chuckle that was met with one or two tears. she had never felt more seen or more vulnerable. yet, in that moment, she didn't feel quite so alone.