Front Man x reader| Favouritism not Cheating| Squid game/Workers X Reader

Chapter 27. I hate you.

Notes at the end

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I was so out of it that when I came out of the shower; I had failed to notice the box sitting on the end of my bed. In the box was a pair of charming sapphire earrings with an equally pleasing necklace. Besides those was a simple black mask with an elegant seamless gold pattern. Under these were plain black pumps. These and the clothes he had given me weren't anything I'd seen before. I'll happily assume these were from him as well.

I hate to admit I really like it. And I'm not one to wear dresses very often. My thighs rub too much and it gets uncomfortable. But this week I can make an exception. A white lace long sleeve, long black dress. That's what he had me where. The breast area was nice, but the lace part on the sleeves kinda itched. Why does the good-looking stuff have to have the worst hankering itch?

When I looked in the mirror, I admired the way I looked: sexy.

It was a shame no matter if I put makeup on or did my hair, no one would see it. It didn't stop me, though. Making myself feel gorgeous was all I really wanted. Curling my hair and a light splash of make-up was all I really needed. There was a beautiful lace cloth with little diamonds sewn in, it sat beautifully over my head. I winked at myself before I placed the mask on and left my room.

Out in the front of my room waiting was a triangle soldier.

"They instructed me to guide you to the VIP lounge." I gestured for him to show me the way, and that's what he did. It was a quick walk to where I needed to be.

When I entered the room, I was amazed, the colours were bright, bold and beautifully presented and the models were damn near perfect. I didn't even know we had models, to begin with!. The way their body paint made them look like plastic was really impressive. I took my time walking around the room, awkwardly waiting for my co-manager or whatever I should call him.

The boys in their formal clothes made me want to drool and the girls looked very uncomfortable but stunning nonetheless. I looked around before I made this one girl sit, you couldn't blame me, I may have no sympathy for those who are playing the game but at least they didn't have to stand in some random awkward position naked for hours on end. That's pure torture. Or maybe they liked it I don't know. The plants reminded me of a forest jungle, I loved the feeling it gave me.

As I have come back up to the front of the room near the doors, it opened to my most hated but favourited person here. Mr frontman.

"The VIPs are here, it is your place to greet them, they will thank you and the interactions will go from there. I do apologise for not being able to share more but it is crucial that they don't find out your identity." He took a step back towards the door, "I'll bring them in now." I kind of felt hurt that he didn't make any comment about the dress or anything. I know he was being professional but it doesn't stop that floppy ass bitch slap to the heart.

This had to suck, so much. I completely forgot about the anxiety and fear I had entering this place as the hostess, making the right choices and a good impression and now I have this to add to my 'Oh shit' plate. In a deep breath, I forced any thoughts from my mind and watched as 6 men with golden animal masks walk into the room.

"oh ho ho, what a lovely dress. Who might you be?" The golden panther boldly asked. God, I already hate this guy.

"I am the new hostess. Unfortunately, your previous host fell ill and is no longer able to continue his legacy thus trusting me with your entertainment this evening." It was smooth seeing as I had no idea what I'm talking about. This panther took my hand and kissed the top, I'm glad these gloves held a barrier but it still grossed me out. 

They all had glasses in their hands, already drinking, I wouldn't doubt at least one of them is already tipsy and by the sounds of it, it's that obnoxious asswipe. 

"I am dying to know what this next game is, give us a hint will you?" The panther's voice echoed, ruining the peaceful melody of the music playing from the speakers. 

"As much as I would like to, sir, I'd hate to ruin the fun for everyone." In-ho's voice was addicting, I don't think I could get enough. The conversation continued as we finally got to the bottom of the stairs. I won't lie, I think I shat myself trying to get down those stairs without tripping over my heels or tightly fitting dress, not to mention my vision being half cut off from the mask. 

"No! don't do it, you idiot! you asshole! fucking loser!" The bold panther yelled at the window screen. I jumped as it took me off guard, my ankle slipped but I was able to grab onto In-ho before any major fall had happened. He obviously didn't expect that and stopped to look at me.

"Ohh Such language in front of a beautiful lady, what are you so worked up about anyway." One of the men spoke up, they all gawked at the screen as they watched the player hang himself. Wait, isn't that exactly what happened in my game? is that a common... ohhh wait, a group of them had all decided to go out their way not just one of them. Great fun. 

The deer had spoken up asking why the bold man bet so much on the number of choices. A comment on the number was made but I wasn't paying attention to them, I was too busy focusing on my footing, and I have no idea why I chose to go with heels. It was a relief when I got to the bottom and quickly shuffled away for the rest to follow suit. 

"Why don't you all get some rest in your rooms? We will come and get you when everything is ready." In-ho and I stepped aside letting them leave to their rooms as they chatted about bets and who would win.

"Are you alright?" He gently held my upper arm

"Yes, I just slipped, I didn't twist my ankle if that's what you're asking." Why was it so hard to sound professional around him, it's like he's already seen me so vulnerable I can't build any other reputation for myself. I shook my head at myself.

"We have 30 minutes before everything officially starts, from there you can sit and watch the game." he showed me to a seat, a bit smaller than the others, but it was in the back centre of the room, this chair sat on a slight pedestal that overlooked the rest of the room. The podium that helped control the game was right next to it.  

"Relax here, everything should begin shortly." He sat me down and continued to walk around, checking the models and the servants and going over to the podium next to me.

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Okay Okay, I know everyone has a few questions for this chapter.

okay first, if you don't like the outfit chosen, then you can replace it with your own. I dont think it will come back up other than a complment in the near future. 

second, yes I've rearranged the room so that we can fit into the equation.  I think mine is better muahahaha.

thirdly this is based on episode 7, obviously, but it is changed up because it would clash with the rest of the book. thus if I do forget any detail please remind me and I will help to change how the outcome of this story.

any other questions I can answer.