Death don't stick⇢⇢⇢Seventeen ot13

*Uno*

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Unknown Speaking
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Chan's pov
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Chans Job |7:58 pm| Friday
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"What do you mean sober!? Lee Chan you are way too young to be drinking this early!"

"Oh, but I'm not too young to be left alone for 11 months by myself? Wait not only left alone but left to think you guys were dead."  Chan said while looking at them with indifference when in the inside he was .1 second away from breaking down. I mean THEY WERE DEAD and now they aren't and the first thing they do is scold me ?? Of course i'm feeling very mixed with my emotions right now.

"Okay we might've slightly went a bit too far with making you think we were dead but we didn't want you involved with our lifestyle just because we were together, we wanted you to live a normal life and have a normal relation-." Hoshi was saying until he finally actually looked at chan and noticed he wasn't even paying attention to him but looking at Joshua's hair. Joshua's pink hair.

   "Oh god it looks like cotten candy." Chan thought while staring at Joshua's pink hair. He just couldn't believe that he actually dyed his hair, he was very adamant on never coloring his hair. Like "try and mess with my hair and i'll kill you" adamant.

"So is there a reason why you guys have risen from the dead and decided to graciously visit me on this cloudy day?" Chan asked sarcastically finally looking away from the cotten candy hair. But of course he couldn't help but take another look at it. I mean wow his hair is pink. I wonder what -

"Actually yes and we would like to explain to you." Joshua said with a soft expression on his face having noticed where chan's eyes keep wondering to.

-he would look like on top of me, would it still look so straight and slicked or would it be messy and everywhere? Hmm very good question..Chan thought still looking at his pink hair not hearing a word of what he said or noticing the hand waving in his face.

" -han? Chan? CHAN!"

  "Huh? Oh uhm sorry can you repeat what you said again." Chan said while trying to keep his attention on wonwoo and not Joshua's pink hair.

   "We were wondering if we could talk to you after your shift ends?" Wonwoo asked again with a slight smile on his lips.

"Oh uh yeah we can, my shift ends at 10, so I can keep the doors unlocked for when you come back." Chan said while looking at the clock that looks way too close to 10 then it would look if he had something important to do. Not like he ever had anything important to do since they died. He was too busy mourning to  make any real friendships.

"Is it okay if we just sit in a booth and wait till 10? We promise not to be too loud." Jun said while pointing to the biggest booth the cafe Chan was currently working at had. He's lost a lot of jobs in the past 11 months.

"Yeah that's fine but you guys will need to order something." Chan said while pointing to the menu behind him. "Okay that's fair, everyone pick out something ." Seungcheol said looking back at everyone then back at the menu.

    Chan didn't really wanna think about how much he missed these dorks and how even though they were standing right in front of him when this dream would end and he would wake up and they would still be dead, so he didn't.

  But he did continue to think about Joshua's pink hair. Pink was his favorite color and he couldn't help but think that maybe dream Joshua dyed it for him. He would never admit that he shed a little tear thinking about that.

  And he would never admit to being salty when he found out real Joshua didn't.

———————- 3 hours later——————————

Thank whatever god that is in the sky for it finally being 10 o'clock pm. Chan just couldn't wait till he got home and ate ice cream while crying over the new episode of the drama Jun and Seungkwan used to always watch (which quickly became his favorite thing to do) with a bottle of soju. Just sounds super cozy, especially after the week I had-

"Do you need help cleaning up chan?" Hansol asked breaking Chan's train of thoughts. It wasn't a dream. It. wasn't. a. dream. " Uhm no that's okay, the morning shifts usually clean up." Chan said while trying to busy himself so he didn't have to actually look at him. Once again .1 second away from having a mental breakdown. My therapist would be proud of me for holding it together. Oh my god they're actually alive. What the fuck is going on.

  "Oh. Well we're ready to talk whenever you are." Hansol said while turning around to walk back to the booth where the others were not so subtly looking at them.

"Wait, I'll walk with you. Just let me grab my stuff." Chan said while gathering all his personal belongings. Phone. Check. Wallet. Check. Jacket. Check. Apartment keys. Check. " Okay, I'm ready." Not.

It was an awkward silence between Chan and Hansol on the walk to the booth. Once Chan and Hansol were both sitting a tense silence fell over the table.

I can't believe they're alive. Why are they alive? Where have they been? Is this why the netflix people haven't closed my account for not paying?

The others were looking at each other trying to get someone to say something. Chan couldn't stand the silence so he broke it....like a idiot.

"So, how was everyone's day-"

"Chan we are so so sorry-" I guess i'll not be breaking the silence "-for leaving you alone and faking our death and then just popping up a few months later-" 11 months 3 weeks and 4 days to be exact but who's counting right "- and shoving our way into your life again with no concern about how you are feeling about now knowing we weren't actually dead." Mingyu rushed out very fast getting slightly red in the face grabbing Dokyeoms hand (which dokyeom was trying to pull away subtly).

"Well I am certainly not ready right now for whatever emotional fuck-up this situation is going to give me so maybe we could talk about this tomorrow when i'm not just getting off a 12 hour shift?" Chan said while trying to stifle a yawn that was threatening to escape from his throat. He knew right when Mingyu said they were sorry that he was done for and didn't have the mental capacity to deal with whatever them being alive would bring. I'll leave that fucked up conversation for tomorrow me, thank you very much.

They all hesitated before agreeing and gathering their trash and getting up and leaving while telling Chan bye but of course Jeonghan had to be extra about it. By grabbing Chan's neck and whispering "We will see you soon, so not to be the jealous dead boyfriend here but I would hope that all of your little buddies don't just suddenly disappear if you're still in touch with them by let's say tomorrow?" Afterwards smiling at him and waving bye while closing the cafe door behind him.

And just like that the boys that left him for 11 months left him again alone in the cafe shop he worked at for three weeks. He wasn't even sure if he was mad or happy. Wait how did he even know about my dates??

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I finally finished redoing the first chapter 😩 As you can see it's not as cringe as it used to be 👯‍♀️ Anyway the second chapter should be out before july hopefully, thanks for all of the love!!