Soft on the Inside || Minsung Mafia AU

5. The Coronation

"Hey, Hyunjinnie, I saw your friend today," he called as soon as he sensed his friend step into the room. Hyunjin stepped into his line of vision and raised his eyebrows.

"Which friend?" he asked, looking up from his phone. "I have a ton."

Minho made a face. "Don't fucking flex on me, bitch, I have friends too, you know."

"Please keep a straight face, Minho," his makeup artist said, dabbing foundation on his cheeks.

"Oh, sorry, Noona," Minho apologised, putting on his poker face. Hyunjin snickered.

"Anyway," Minho continued, making sure to move his lips as little as possible. He had to tell Hyunjin about this.

"That cute squirrel boy. Han Jisung," he told Hyunjin, who had settled on the couch beside him.

The blonde sat up immediately. "Jisungie? When?"
Minho shrugged. "Just before I came here, in my dorm room." Hyunjin looked taken aback. "Uh... he was in your room? At midnight? What-"

The brunette gagged. "Not like that! I mean, he stumbled into the 'wrong room' when I was putting on my shoes!"

His friend tilted his head curiously. "What... At 3 am in the morning? Was he even fully dressed?"

"Yeah, he was looking all awake and adorable and shit," Minho shrugged, turning his head slightly.

His makeup artist grabbed his head lightly and tilted it back into position.

"Oh, sorry," Minho whispered, keeping his body stiff.

"So... uh... you like him?"

The brunette spluttered.

"Minho, I'm going to work on your lips now," the makeup artist cautioned, placing down the brush and picking up the bottle of lip gloss on the table.

"I'll tell you more about it after the coronation!" he told Hyunjin, before pouting his lips for the makeup artist to apply whatever products to it.

Soon, his makeup was all done and perfected. After putting on the mask, the only thing visible was his lips and one side of his chin. What was the point of putting on all that makeup anyway? To be fair, there was only makeup on the part of his face that was visible, but man. That was way too troublesome.

He stood up from the chair and straightened his suit, before walking to the door. Hyunjin rushed over and pulled it open for Minho, almost slamming the brunette in the face. Minho was sure it was deliberate.

"Please proceed, sir," the brunette bowed and pushed Minho forward. After lifting up his head, Minho could see the corners of his lips twitching. "Bitch," he elbowed the taller, before stepping out of his room and heading down the hallway. The corridor was almost empty, except for the one or two who bowed a ninety degree bow to Minho and Hyunjin as the duo passed by.

Soon, they arrived in front of a large white door of the dining hall. It was weird that such a big event was held in the dining hall, but their dining hall could look pretty good if a few decorations were placed here and there.

"You wait outside, Minho, wait for the signal," Hyunjin reminded Minho, adjusting his plain mask and pushing open the door.

After a suffocating silence, where his father was giving the speech that would probably render the sleep deprived SKZ staff to lassitude, he finally heard the signal.

One knock. Another knock. Pause. Two knocks.

Minho took a deep breath and ran his hands through his hair, as the large white doors slowly opened for him. Hyunjin was right beside the door.

"Your highness," the blonde whispered under his breath as he bowed to him while holding the door open. "Fuck you," Minho murmured, stepping briskly down the path.

He walked up to the front, holding his head high and ignoring the hundreds of eyes upon him. His father sat regally in a plastic chair in the middle of the 'stage', and there was another chair beside him. Lee Yongsun gestured for him to sit.

"Today," his father stood up, "you will have a new leader."

"The representative for each division, please step out." Lee Yongsun commanded.

Minho watched as a woman from the makeup team stood up. Wait, was that the Nuna who was doing his makeup earlier?

One by one, a single person stepped forward from each of the clusters of people. A tall man from the technical team, a hooded woman from the small cluster of spies, and more.

Then came the main members, who stood beside him. Hyunjin was the first. Then his crush, Seungmin. Minho caught the sight of Hyunjin's burning cheeks from the side of his mask. Then there was Felix, who strode up and smirked at Hyunjin, before putting on a poker face.

Lee Yongsun clapped once. Twice. The crowd fell on their knees, and the representatives bowed deeply as Minho stood up. His father slipped the family ring off his pinky finger and handed it to Minho. As Minho put it on, the pin drop silence was replaced by thunderous applause and cheers, while the members flung their arms around him.

Just then, the doors burst open.

Two soldiers stumbled in, their hair all over the place.

"There's been an erec- I mean, infiltration, sir!" one of them shouted worriedly after rushing up to Minho and his father.

"What?" Minho leaned forward, frowning.

"Three people knocked out almost fifty guards on duty near the storeroom, we tried to stop them, but they got up the lift!" the other explained frantically.

Minho grabbed the gun in his holster. "3 people... 3Racha. Which floor did they go to?"

"5th floor, sir," the first guy replied, swallowing hard.

5th floor... the lab. The lab where the mask production was in progress. 3Racha wanted to get their masks back.

"What are you waiting for?" Minho shouted. "STOP THEM!"

From the side, Lee Yongsun's lips lifted into a proud smile. I raised him well, he thought, before pulling out his own gun and stepping forward to evacuate the makeup artists and technology department. 

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Word Count: 1001 

I wrote the entirety of this chapter in school lmao

anyone noticed in the FNF mv the butt slap was in sync with the 'I'm catching up'? it was like 'I'm catching u-u-u- *slap' 

my ass is listening to music with my ipad but typing on my computer, don't ask why

why did I have to get a motivation burst when an exam is 3 days away

Bye:>

~fanthomfriend101