Death don't stick⇢⇢⇢Seventeen ot13

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location: Chan's Apartment
Time : 10:34 am
pov : 3rd
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Chan was sitting in his (now empty) room taping up the last box of his stuff. The others were in other parts of his apartment putting stuff in boxes and taking them down to the moving truck.

Chan was sitting there lost in thought when he noticed something on the far wall in front of him. Once he gets closer he see exactly what it is.

It was his wheel of depression. Whenever he felt like dying he would throw a dart and whatever it landed on he would do. There was only three options. Keep going, die, and try again. It's a wonder how he never landed on die.

"Hey Chan, is there anything else that needs to be boxed up before we let the movers handle everything? Oh what's this?" Wonwoo asked moving through the small boxed up room towards Chan.

"It's my wheel of depression. I made it the day after I saw you guys blow up. It made me think maybe you guys were the reason it never landed on die. Guess I just had a bad luck." Chan explained ending it with a chuckle at his little joke.

Unfortunately, Wonwoo did not find it as funny as he did.

"Chan, i'm sorry for us leaving you, and I know no matter how many times me or the others say sorry it'll never make up for the fucking damage we've caused but the thought of you wanting to die makes me feel like I should hand cuff you to me and not let you out of my sight." Wonwoo expressed while putting a finger under Chan's chin to lift his head up so they could make eye contact.

The feeling that erupted in chan's lower abdomen at the thought of Wonwoo handcuffing him ( even if it was just to make sure he didn't off himself) was pure filthy.

Chan pushed the feeling down and responded "I promise you I don't want to die as of right now and I have been going to therapy and talking through my feelings and while that wasn't working, me finding out you guys were alive kinda just made me not wanna actively die anymore you know? So, don't worry about me taking some pills and drinking myself till -unlike you guys- I actually am dead." Chan finished with a amused smile taking the wheel down and putting it in a trash bag and tying it up.

"There i'm done packing and throwing away stuff. I'm guessing since you're still here that i'm riding with you to the house which by the way i still haven't seen any pictures of." Chan said winding his arms around Wonwoos neck and swaying them side to side.

Wonwoo just smiles while leaning down and giving Chan a chaste kiss on the lips before replying "We want it to be a surprise when you see it and yes you will be riding with me, though I am expected to keep you occupied and away from the house while they help the movers get all your things to the house."

Chan licks his lips at the thought of him 'keeping him occupied'. Ahh the dirty things that are running through my mind. "Well, that gives me a lot of ideas about what we could do to you know, keep me occupied and it involves me and you and both of us as naked as the day we were born." Chan says while letting his voice get quieter and quieter till he was whispering into Wonwoos ear.

Wonwoo just grins down at him.

"I think we could do that."
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location: Cat Cafe
Time : 1:20 pm
pov : 3rd
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  Chan knew it was too good to be true when Wonwoo agreed.

Because now he is in only his boxers surrounded by cats and Wonwoo and fur. The only thing that would've made it better was if he could at least sit in Wonwoos lap while playing with the cats but Wonwoo was adamant about not 'ruining the cats innocence' even though he sees at least four kittens so he doubts they were innocent but Wonwoo wouldn't budge.