Chan found himself on a hospital bed. He slowly sat up and immediately got hit by a sudden, throbbing headache. He hissed in pain, instinctively rubbing his bandaged head.
"Chan Hyung came back!" Jisung exclaimed. "Hyunjin wake up. Chan Hyung is back from the coma. Go call the doctor." He said jerking the lad beside him.
"Huh? What? Chan Hyung is back?! Naur way! I will go call the doctor!" Hyunjin said and dashed out of the room.
"Hyung..." Jisung called. Suddenly looking all serious.
"Yeah?"
"How did it happen?"
"What?"
"Stop pretending not to know. How did you fell?"
"Oh. Jisung. That was an accident okay."
"Accident? Hyung..How did you fell off from a rooftop by accident? Not to mention how tall they are."
"Jisung...I was just a little absent-minded."
"Hyung I am aware. I am aware of what you are going through. It's been really hard for us. So I can't imagine what you must have been going through. You loved him so much. But Hyung... We love you too you know? Live for us. Please. Don't ever do this again." Jisung pleaded.
"It's not what you are thinking it is. I promise. I didn't try to do anything silly. Okay? I will try to be careful from next time."
"Pinky promise?" Jisung lifted his pinky finger up.
"Pinky promise," Chan said intertwining their pinkies. "You know what? It's so funny how you are lecturing me about this when you are the one who killed me in the morning and tried to hide my body."
" Almost Chan Hyung almost. I almost killed you. And I am sorry okay? And burying you was Hyunjin's idea, not mine. I was ready to go confess everything in the police station!" Jisung cried out.
"I know. I know sorry." Chan let out a chuckle. "Well, you actually did me a big favor with that. So I forgive you."
"What kind of favor Chan Hyung?"
"Uh. It's..nothing. Speaking of Hyunjin...where is he right now? What's taking him so long to bring the doctor? I wanna go home."
"Wait here. I will go and check."
•
Chan was pacing back and forth in his room. His two friends were in the living room, partying. Thankfully, they were done with their deadline, and now their loud laughter echoed throughout the house. They were undoubtedly having fun. They had invited Chan too, but he had to refuse. He had bigger problems now: the Grim Reaper.
What the reaper did last time is driving him crazy. Here he thought finally Minho would recognize him, but instead, he got betrayed. Chan needed to see Minho again. But he couldn't risk dying again. So how? How could he meet the Reaper without dying? He was thinking and thinking and just then he heard a knock on the door. He didn't mind much as Han and Hyunjin were in the living room, they could open the door. But for a while, nothing could be heard. Not even their high-pitched laugh. And he heard the knock again.
Sighing, he went out of the room. There he saw Hyunjin and Han pretending to fall asleep. They were laughing their lungs out a few moments ago. Now they are pretending to fall asleep to avoid opening the door. Bunch of asses. He thought and went to open the door.
Outside the door, stood Minho. Who Chan least expected. No, who Chan never expected at all.
"You?!" Chan exclaimed, taken aback by the unexpected visitor.
"Can you spare some time for me?" Asked the reaper.
Now that Chan took a second glance at him, the reaper wasn't in his usual fit. He didn't have his mask on or his scythe. Instead, he was wearing a black oversized hoodie with a skeleton print, tight leather pants along with his usual shiny boots. He still had his purple eyes but they weren't glowing this time. His white wavy hair was falling on his eyes. In other words, he almost looked like a human.
"Um..yeah sure." Chan coughed and gestured him to enter.
"I will make myself home," Minho murmured and went inside.
"Who is it Chan Hyu- What the Sigma? Minho Hyung?!" Jisung's jaw dropped to the floor. "Am I seeing things? Hyunjin tell me you see this too?!"
"Ye-yeah. I d..do.." Hyunjin couldn't believe his eyes either that he turned into y/n.
"Guys. We can have a shock season later. Right now I need to talk to Minho. I can't afford him getting uncomfortable because of you and running away." Chan explained.
"You can't just expect us to casually process a dead person knocking on our door." Said Jisung.
"No way we got Minho coming back from dead before GTA 6."
Hyunjin shut up." Chan glared at him. "Excuse us, please. Minho follow me." And like that, they went inside Chan's room.
"So?" Chan arched an eyebrow at Minho, seated opposite to him.
"I wanted to say that..I am sorry for last time."
"Sorry, can you elaborate? I am not quite sure what you are talking about." Chan said playing dumb, with a hint of sass in his voice.
"You know...sending you back without warning...you see..Ugh, I can't believe I am doing this. The thing is...I got scared for a moment and panicked. And I am sorry."
"Why did you panic?" Asked Chan.
"Because I realized what you said might be true. At first, I thought you mistook me for someone else..or just you are a mad person. But..."
"But?"
"When you said that person Minho...had a scar...I actually have a similar scar on my stomach. So I realized it might be possible that I am-"
"You are Minho." Chan finished the sentence.
"Yes," Minho confessed. "I am not sure though."
"Can you let me see this time?"
"What?"
"Your scar."
"Okay, sure." Minho agreed and lifted his hoodie up, exposing the nasty scar on his stomach.
"It's the same," Chan said. "You are my Minho." Chan smiled at him.
Minho returned a nervous smile. "There is another reason I came here."
"What is it, Min?"
Minho was startled a bit by the sudden nickname but he continued. "Grim Reaper's were once all human. After that certain Grim Reapers who had committed heinous crimes in their life are given the role of reaping the human soul as a punishment for eternity. They don't know who they were nor do they remember their past life. It's not possible for me to remember my human life. But with you, I at least want to know what kind of person I was. Through your eyes. Through his lover's eyes. Maybe that way, I can learn that I wasn't that bad of a person. Maybe I had some good in me too. Enough to make someone fall in love with me. If it's not too much to ask...will you show me?"
A smile crept on Chan's face. "Of course Min. Always."
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