It's their fifth anniversary but the bed is cold and Hanbin isn't home. So Jinhwan writes instead of celebrating, the television in the next room turned up so loud the names of passed soldiers and civilians drown away the sounds of his grief.

Taehyun has fairytales on his thighs and wrists that Mino reads late at night when the self-hatred rips itself from his throat in a silent scream of 'I can't do this anymore.'