A bottle of stardust (SVT)

How we would rule the world

Seventeen

AN: This was inspired by a fanfic I read

The thirteen boys were lounged in Seungcheol's living room, and so many boys made the room really crowded. Seokmin broke the calm silence, "If I became a real horse, would any of you ride me?"

The twelve other boys sighed in unison with exasperation. Jihoon spoke out, "Can I kill him with Jisoo's guitar now?" Seokmin cowered in his seat, and everyone laughed.

There was a pause.

"What if we took over the world?" Mingyu thought out loud. Jisoo stared at him. "That would be thirteen boys against billions of people."

"So?" Minghao perked up, "We can take them!" Junhui looked at the other Chinese boy. "I can do anything with you by my side," he teased. Minghao shoved him away, "Ew no." The older dancer pouted.

"But wouldn't it be fun? Taking over the world, I mean,"

Everyone turned to look at the usually quiet Wonwoo with surprise evident on their faces.

"What would we do after we take over the world?" Jeonghan aksed.

Everyone went silent.

"Well," Chan tested carefully, "We could be kings."

"Or," Soonyoung said as he wiggled his eyebrows, "We can make people our slav-"

"GET OUT SOONYOUNG!" The whole room echoed. The said boy put his hands in an 'I surrender' gesture.

"Wonwoo has a point," Hansol said, "We would have tons of fun if we took over the world."

"Seungcheol would be our leader," Mingyu decided. Seungcheol nodded humbly. "Jeonghan would be our Mom," The tall boy continued. The yellow-haired boy did a hair flick. "Wonwoo would be our planner and Jihoon could be our assassin-"

"And BooSeokSoon would be your entertainment!" Seungkwan shouted.

"But we don't need three of you. Just one would be alright," Jihoon pointed out. "Yeah, we don't actually need entertainment," Seungcheol said. "We could kill two of you," Jihoon suggested eagerly. BooSeokSoon looked aghast. They immediately began arguing over who would be killed.
"But if we took over the world, how are we going to ensure our legacy remains?" Chan said. That made them all think. "Well, there is a thing called sexual reproduc-" Soonyoung provided.
Jihoon sighed, interrupting him. "We're all boys, dumbass. THINK."
"But how would we maintain our reign?" Hansol flopped on the couch.
"Concubines-" "We are not having concubines, Soonyoung," Jeonghan spoke firmly. They all sighed in mild relief or exhaustion.
The clock ticked, showing the time: one am.

"We better go to sleep," Seungcheol started to chase them to bed.

The crowd dispersed, leaving Wonwoo, reading and Chan. The youngest looked at his hyung. "What are we going to do tomorrow?" Chan asked with a yawn. Wonwoo gave a small smile without looking up from his book, "We'll plan to take over the world."