“What’s wrong with wearing black?” questioned Yunho. “Black such a happy color!”
 

“What?!” shouted Changmin. “Happy color? Which part of black is happy? It's such a sad color, Yunho.”

“What? No!” Yunho shouted back. “Black is not sad. Bright colors are. They depress me. They are so. . . Empty.”

“Urghhh. . .” groaned Changmin. “It not use arguing with you. Besides, I couldn’t understand the way you think.”

“You don’t need to think,” mumbled Yunho. “It's just I like black. It’s simple as that.”

“Ok. Ok.” Changmin gave up. “You can stay with your ‘black’, in the dark. While I would ‘shine’ brightly. Hahaha!”

 “Shine bright? Well, aren’t you a little ray of pitch black?” Yunho smirked and Changmin looked at him with puzzled. “My darkness, I’ll swallow you whole. . .”