REAPER || minsung ✔︎

11

lmao your attention span's gonna be needed. just a head's up

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The elevator pinged, letting Minho know he arrived. He had done it; he went to Heaven. Not in a way most people do. Breaking in would be considered a sin, but there was no one there to stop him. If he wanted to be blessed, then he would be. After all that time he went to visit his first memory, the place that held most of his questions.

Sighing, he heaved his body from the bar he was leaning on and walked over to the front desk with dragging feet. He slammed his hand on the hard surface, startling a really confused and distorted Hyunjin. He kept a straight face, though inside he was screaming in pain. He refused to look like a fool in front of Hyunjin.

"I, uh..." Hyunjin slapped himself to pull himself together. "Welcome to the front desk of Heaven. We offer the best care to our guests and the greatest comfort before they're sent off. I'm Hyunjin, how may I help you?" he asked with a dazzling grin, his dimples on full display.

"I'm here to see the Council," Minho demanded with hard eyes. He had finally collected all the courage he ever had and his ancestors' too to go up and he was not backing down this time. "Stop being so greasy. How did you get voted best in customer service?"

Hyunjin's smiled dropped into a deadpan. He clicked his tongue and shook his head with an audible sigh. "No can do," he drawled. "You need to contact us at least three days in advance. Plus, you have no permission to be here, it's against the law. In fact, I should probably report you," he uttered as if he was thinking out loud and reached out for the phone.

"What kind of bullshit is this?" Minho asked, growing more agitated by the minute. "I can't come here, but you can all parade around in my place? Isn't that discrimination? Trespassing is a violation of rights."

Hyunjin spun away from his files and raised his hands defensively. "I didn't make the rules, don't go attacking me. I just recalled what I was taught and I am not going to receive penalty again."

Minho frowned. "When did that happen?"

"I accidentally let a soul escape and it started haunting their past bullies," Hyunjin explained, playing with the stationary supplies scattered around.

"Accidentally?" Minho questioned him.

"Intentionally," Hyunjin confirmed his suspicions. His eyes crinkled. "That's why I get voted best in customer service."

"See, you don't have a hard time breaking rules," Minho mused. He rested his chin on his hands, hoping that perhaps his cute charms might save him. "Help me out?"

Hyunjin looked at him, pained. "No," he said, firmer than ever before.

Minho messed up his hair, impatiently tapping his foot on the smooth tiles. He watched his expression wither in the floor's reflection. "Listen, Hyunjin, I don't have time for this. This is really important for my sanity and if you don't allow me to see the Council I will ban you from seeing Seungmin."

It was a low blow, Minho was aware. But he was getting very impatient. He'd tried doing it the normal way, but if they were going to be tossing him aside, then he wasn't going to keep respecting them either.

"You can't," Hyunjin gasped.

'I will become so emotionally unstable that I will emit a force field," Minho replied, nails scratching over the glass protecting Hyunjin.

It was a screech that could make eardrums burst into a river of agony.

Hyunjin's pretty features twisted as he pondered on what he was just told.

"Fine." After setting all the pros and cons next to each other in his mind, Hyunjin finally agreed. "It will be a great risk, as well for you and me, but I can let you go in this one time."