You and Thanos never really wanted to make your relationship public. Mainly because you both knew no one would leave you alone if you did, so you kept the kisses and sweet words behind the curtains.

And of course some of his fans suspected you were dating, you were always there to support him, and it was sort of annoying how affectionate and touchy the fangirls could be, but you learned to live with it.

And so on, you both entered this weird game to gain money, because your dumbass boyfriend invested in some crypto-somethings and now he was in debt, so might as well make him company through it.

And in these games, there was this common room where all 456 players gathered the whole day. There were exactly 456 bunk beds, but his was empty this morning.

And no, not because he was dead or something; He was sleeping in your bed.

It was nice. How you two were intimate, but leaning more on an ‘Affectionate, loving, cute and pure’ intimate type of thing.

You thought it’d be private enough to cuddle with him this night. After all, half the players were already dead and the other half was soundly asleep.

Well, Nam-Gyu was an insomniac.

And he had woken up in the bed above you. The nosy boy looked down to the bed beneath and was flabbergasted to see you sleeping with your head on Thanos’ chest, just… what is going on.