Duality | Monsta X [√]

40 (final pt 2): The Clan club

Within this world you're the unique piece that can't be replaced

-puzzle, monsta x

"I am balding, Daisy, honestly I am," Minhyuk retorted, one hand on the driving wheel and eyes focused on the road.

In the back, the other three continuously bickered. Changkyun glared at Jooheon while the dimpled boy whined, in the middle of them sat Hyungwon who kept growling as the other two were disrupting his peaceful slumber.

"And that's why you haven't been dying your hair for a while now?" I sank in my seat beside Minhyuk who hummed in response. Busy streets passed us by, trees dancing with the rhythm of the wind. Spring was supposed to be the season of joy but even amidst this warmth my heart sought for more.

"How's Shownu, Wonho and Kihyun?" Finally I asked. Minhyuk glanced at me before turning ahead, his reaction unfazed.

"Shownu's mom got better, her health has been improving. And hyung has been in a better mood too. So that's good news!"

It still was hard for me to fathom that Shownu's right hand wasn't working anymore. Ryujoon stabbed him with a broken bottle from the club, and it cut important nerves. Shownu couldn't voluntarily move his hand and all of these, I had heard from the boys.

Even just by listening to it all, remembering it infuriated me and broke me at the same time. I recalled at the hill when we all held hands and promised to be together forever it was Shownu and Kihyun by my sides, and I had held Shownu's right arm at that time.

Who knew it would be my last time holding his right hand?

I hadn't seen his face, not even a single photo. Clearly it was all hard for him to accept, his own self was hard for him to accept.

My heart ached in pain, the booming colors outside monotonous and gray. Like my life that had become prosaic when it lost the colors that once was the prominent part of my every day.

At least a few of the colors were still there. I looked back again to find Jooheon and Changkyun singing the chorus of Ariana Grande's seven rings that played on the radio of the car.

And they ushered Hyungwon to do the same, holding up his limp hands and making them dance in the air. Hyungwon kept sitting back with a distasteful look on his face and then the boys shouted, "You like my hair?" Hyungwon shot up from his position and drawled, "Gee, thanks, just bought it."

From my side, Minhyuk shouted along the next lines. "I see it! I like it! I want it! I got it!"

"Woah, your English improved from no rain, it's sunny, the weather is good, to this!" Jooheon's voice reached a crescendo to talk over the music.

Changkyun joined in next with a mimicking voice, "Geogbu, hate! Music, like!"

"Bully me more and I will kick you both out of the car," Minhyuk grumbled as he turned down the radio. With a frown on his face he drove the car and I turned my head to hide the giggles that kept bubbling inside my chest.