Clueless Boy - Minsung

Chapter 65

It was still Monday.

Minho had lived a shit ton of Mondays throughout his life.

He also has lived some not funny stuff. The things you wouldn't wish to anyone.

But on this Monday, Minho was living the worst day of his entire life.

After spending hours in the cold, sitting, shivering and staring into the streets completely unconsciously, he was slowly getting more and more panicked.

He had no idea what to do, his head completely froze upon realizing the situation.

Jisung was there.

He wasn't back.

Running home, he called his friends. 

All of them.

Out of messy words, stutters, they ended up understanding the situation.

Something was bad, and they had to join him.

Here he was, sitting on his couch, his hands on his head as he tried to not breakdown right here and there.

Felix was the first one to arrive, just as panicked.

He had teary eyes, and sat right next to him while waiting for the others, munching on his nails.

They hadn't exchanged a word, somehow wanting to wait for everyone before doing so.

Chan and Changbin arrived right after.

Chan next to Minho, passing a hand on his back as if to soothe his mind, while Changbin hurried to comfort Felix.

Minho didn't move one bit. 

Jeongin arrived then, bringing snacks and hoping it'll soothe the extreme panic that was raising in the room.

Then, Hyunjin and Seungmin arrived, both not believing it at first.

But as they entered the room, and noticed the deafening silence and Minho's stance, they understood it was more than real.

At some point, they broke the silence.

They started speaking about theories, ideas of what would have happened.

The main subject was trying to reassure the others, and themselves.

"Do you even know the name of his town?" Felix had asked at some point, loosing his mind.

"Fuck no" Minho said, defeated "He never told me" He added, his hand lightly tapping on his forehead, as if to punish himself that he didn't think about it.

"You never fucking asked ?" Felix raised his voice, turning to Minho.

"Did you ?" Minho responded, scoffing.

Chan sat between them, knowing the two were excessively panicked.

"Okay, let's not get mad, it's not the time" He said "We'll think of something together"

"What if he stayed there by his own will ?" Seungmin said.

He wasn't believing it, nor he wanted to believe it.

But somehow, asking it out loud and watching all the others refusing the idea, he felt a little bit better.

"Maybe his bus is late ..." Hyunjin had tried.

"No bus is 7 hours late, Hyunjin" Minho deadpanned.

"Maybe he missed his bus this morning and waited for another one ?" Hyunjin tried later

"It's fucking night already" Minho responded, pissed.

Minho ended up letting his head fall back on the couch, completely overwhelmed

"I... I don't know if I should text" He muttered.

"No..." Felix responded.

"Why not ?" Jeongin asked.

"He doesn't want us to" Felix said, shaking his head "It could be ... bad"

Jeongin looked at his feet.

"Yes ... because it could become dangerous ... but what if it's already a danger... ?" Minho responded "At least we could be fixed ..."

Chan thought deeply, turning to Minho.

"Call him tomorrow, okay ?" He said, firmly "You call, you wait for him to speak first, then you do, okay ?"

"Okay..."

Little by little, they left.

It was already late, and all of them were breaking down slowly.

Chan decided to stay, not wanting his best friend to break down all alone.

Minho had laid down on the couch, where Jisung would usually sit with his books.

And he stared into nothing, completely out.

"What if he's in danger ...?" He asked, voice wavering.

"I want to believe he's not" Chan said, sighing right after.