ROUTER SAID GOODBYE FIRST
Warning: chaos , crack , not proofread at all
Starring: Ot5 cortis x reader platonic
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It started with a blink.
The WiFi icon.
Gone.
Not weak. Not buffering.
Just… dead.
Silence fell across the dorm like someone had unplugged reality itself.
You stared at your phone.
“No,” you whispered.
Martin looked up from the couch. “It’s just loading, right?”
Keonho already stood up. “I’ll fix it.”
That was mistake number one.
Because Keonho saying “I’ll fix it” always meant something was about to become a national incident.
Within thirty seconds, the dorm split into factions.
Seonghyeon sat cross-legged on the floor, calmly opening notes.
“If WiFi is gone,” he said, “then we return to our natural human state.”
“No one asked for a philosophical reboot,” you said.
“I did,” Juhoon replied instantly, like he had been waiting his whole life for this moment.
Martin was already spiraling.
“I have rehearsals saved on cloud,” he said, refreshing his phone aggressively. “Why is it not loading? Why is life like this?”
“It’s 4 bars of emotional damage,” James muttered, staring at the router like it owed him money.
Keonho was under the table.
Literally.
Cables everywhere.
He had somehow acquired a screwdriver from nowhere like he was born for this moment.
“I think I found the issue,” he said.
“No you didn’t,” you replied immediately.
He ignored you.
That was mistake number two.
Meanwhile, Juhoon had opened a whiteboard.
No one knew where he got it.
He wrote:
“CAUSES OF INTERNET FAILURE”
Under it:
Government interference
Ghosts
Someone downloading too many “videos”
Martin pointed at the last one. “That’s literally you.”
Juhoon nodded. “Accurate.”
Seonghyeon was now on the balcony, staring into the sky.
“I miss 2016 WiFi,” he said quietly.
“You were nine,” James said.
“That was peak internet stability,” Seonghyeon replied.
No one argued.
Because somehow… it made sense.
Then came the emergency meeting.
OT6 gathered in the living room like a failed startup company.
Keonho stood in front.
“We have two options,” he said seriously.
“Call the company,” you said.
“Or,” he continued dramatically, “we fix it ourselves.”
Martin raised a hand slowly. “Third option: we move houses.”
Keonho ignored him.
He plugged something in.
Something clicked.
The router light turned red.
Then green.
Then started blinking like it was having an identity crisis.
Everyone leaned in.
Silence.
Hope.
Suspense.
Then—
WiFi: ❌
A collective pause.
Then Martin screamed.
“I CAN’T LIVE LIKE THIS!”
He threw himself onto the sofa like a tragic Shakespeare character.
James immediately said, “Bro it’s been 6 minutes.”
You took a deep breath.
“This is not normal behavior,” you said.
Seonghyeon nodded. “True. We are adapting to pre-digital evolution.”
“No,” you said. “We are just dramatic idiots.”
Keonho refused to accept defeat.
“I was this close,” he said, holding two unplugged cables like evidence in court.
Juhoon leaned over. “You made it worse.”
“I improved it emotionally,” Keonho replied.
That sentence should not have made sense.
But somehow… it did.
Then silence hit again.
No WiFi.
No hope.
Just six people and the uncomfortable realization that they actually had to talk to each other.
And that’s when it got dangerous.
Martin started singing randomly.
James started roasting everyone’s sleep schedule.
Seonghyeon started a debate on whether memes still exist offline.
Juhoon tried to rank “who would survive longest without internet” (he lost instantly).
And you?
You sat on the floor, watching it all unfold.
“This is what happens when society collapses,” you said.
Keonho pointed at you. “Don’t manifest that.”
“I’m not manifesting anything. I’m observing chaos scientifically.”
“That’s exactly what someone manifesting chaos would say,” James replied.
At some point, someone suggested “going outside.”
That idea was rejected immediately.
Outside required effort.
Instead, they formed a circle.
No WiFi.
No distraction.
Just OT6.
And slowly—very slowly—something shifted.
Martin stopped panicking.
James stopped roasting.
Juhoon stopped writing conspiracy theories.
Seonghyeon came back from the balcony.
Keonho finally sat down.
And it got quiet.
Too quiet.
Then Martin whispered:
“…we’re actually kind of boring without internet.”
Silence.
Then everyone laughed.
Like it hurt a little.
The WiFi came back at 2:47 AM.
No announcement.
No warning.
Just suddenly—life returned.
Phones exploded with notifications.
Everyone scrambled.
But for five seconds—
No one picked theirs up.
Because they were still laughing.
Then Keonho said softly:
“Should we break it again tomorrow?”
You stared at him.
“No.”
James nodded. “Absolutely not.”
Martin paused.
“…maybe once a week.”
And just like that—
OT6 survived another digital apocalypse.
Barely.