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A street away from Chan's building | 10:45 pm | Friday
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Chan was going through the motions. Yeah he's the one who was stalling the conversation and yeah he's the one who practically dropped all of his "dates" like they were nothing just because Jeonghan was obviously the jealous dead boyfriend who coincidentally decided with his other boyfriends to rise from the dead that afternoon. But that isn't what really had Chan going through the motions. He was saving that emotional fuck up for tomorrow him.

But today him was very very horny. In my defense I haven't even thought of anyone in a sexual way since they died so them rising like zombies and still looking like greek gods turned me on just a tad bit, my thoughts running wild was the real fuel to the fire. But of course he couldn't do anything about it until he got home.

Chan had priorities and thinking about how hurt and angry he was about them actually being alive wasn't one of them.

Once he finally got to his door after running up 3 flights of stairs. They really need to get that fucking elevator fixed. He noticed it was already unlocked. I swear i locked it before i left-. His thoughts getting cut off as he pushed his door open just to see his 12 dead boyfriends- Are they really my boyfriends or are they my exes? That's a great question for when i'm not hungry and horny. -moving around his apartment, arguing over what to watch on his tv. Since they didn't notice him in the doorway he did the obvious. 

Which was close the door back and go to the convenience(?) store across the street, promptly sat down at the counter and watched the rusty tv in the corner which was playing the same drama that he wanted to watch while eating some noodles in a cup that he bought there. And that was 2 hours ago and Chan is hoping that by now they left.

But when does anything ever go how Chan wants?

So this is where the story continues, with Chan back in the middle of the doorway of his front door to the apartment he lives in and watching the intruders (that he most definitely didn't tell where he lived) move the furniture in his living room around. "What the fuck are you guys doing here?" Chan asks a little irritated that his night wasn't going the way he wanted it to. I was supposed to get home watch Penthouse, drink some soju and then sleep till the afternoon. Why is nothing going my way?

They had the audacity to look at him like he was their parent catching them sneaking cookies from the cookie jar. Finally Joshua moved to go stand in front of chan. "Well we just thought since we gotta talk in the morning anyway why not just sleep over." Joshua said with a smile obviously trying to convince Chan that the shitty lie he just told was true.

"So basically what're trying to say is that no one booked a hotel room and you guys have no place to stay?" Chan said with an unamused expression on his face, suddenly looking as tired as he felt.

"It's Mingyu's fault he's the one who was supposed to book it." Joshua said while stepping away putting his hands up in a surrender position. Chan could hear mingyus faint protest from his kitchen and could only sigh and rub his face wondering if he'll regret what he's about to say in the morning. Which he probably will.

Spoil alert: he regrets it.

"Yeah whatever fi-" And then he was interrupted by his phone vibrating and his ringtone going off.

'It's a all girls party clothing optional, me and my best friend playing dress up at your house.'

They all looked towards the sound which was Chan's phone. Chan looked down at his phone and frowned." I gotta take this i'll be right back." Chan said and went to his bedroom and locked the door.

The boys continued moving the furniture, but Hansol didn't like the way Chan frowned at his phone and made a note in his mind to ask chan about it later.

<One long phone call later>

Chan emerged from his room typing on his phone not even sparing a glance at the other people in the room and said "You guys can stay but I have to go deal with some business don't reck the apartment while I'm gone." Now putting his phone away. Chan was gathering his stuff so he didn't see when Dk and Jun came up behind him. So when he turned around they saw his face.

Chan had been crying. His eyes were red and had bags under them. His cheeks were still puffy and had dried tear tracks still on them. Jun and Dk thought they were tears of sadness. But no, Chan was angry because his schedule was once again changing for like the tenth time that day and the poor boy wasn't taking it well. My therapist hasn't even touched the topic of me hating change and now this shit happens? Chan was one more change away from locking himself in his room and sleeping all his problems away. He really hated change. It was most likely trauma from watching his ex-boyfriends blow up, not that he would ever admit that.

"Shit Chan, what's wrong" Jun asked confused. Jun was pretty loud so he caught the attention of the others still setting up. Chan glared at him for putting all the attention on him.

"Nothings wrong with me, I stubbed my toe on the door and it hurts." Chan said like it was a common fact. "And like I was saying don't wreck my apartment and don't go into my room."

The others just let it go knowing Chan wouldn't tell them and went back to setting up where they were going to sleep. "Where are you going?" Jun asked me with curiosity showing in his eyes. The others though still setting up were obviously listening.

Chan rolled his eyes and said "I'm going to help a friend, even though that's none of your business." Chan turned around to grab his jacket and turned to face the boys once again."I'll be back before 2 so don't wait up for me and once again because some of you seem to forget things easily don't go in my room." While saying this Chan put his shoes on and opened the door. "Bye and don't forget what I said" Chan finished it off with a glare at all of them and slammed the door shut.

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I will hopefully have another chapter out this week!!
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