"I can't believe Minhyuk and Jooheon are that loud..."

Kihyun trailed off when he noticed that it was not Hyunwoo sitting by the fire.

"Oh... Jooheon.. that's Minhyuk, with... not you."

"Good guess, he really is a slut isn't he?" Jooheon laughed, but there was no amusement on his face. "Still... he was my slut, and now... I don't know what to do."

Kihyun was experienced in comforting people, but still, he often found it tiresome and worthless, as people were idiots who would make the same mistakes again and again. 

However, he couldn't very well leave the clearly drunk boy alone.

"Well.... that's the problem with that kind of relationship. Somebody always ends up feeling more than the other."

Another laugh, "yeah, he definitely felt more than me, more dicks than me, more lips than me, more-" Jooheon paused, staring at his hand as beer spilled out of the crushed can.

"Right..." Kihyun sighed, gently grabbing the can of beer and pulling it out of Jooheon's clenched fist. 

"What am I supposed to do?" Jooheon suddenly asked, staring at the fire hopelessly. 

"Well, there's no rules, no guidebook to follow. What do you want to do?"

"I want to die," Jooheon admitted, his lips loosened by litres of alcohol. "But then, I don't. Do you understand?"

There was no way that Kihyun could possibly understand this crazy boy, in love with one friend and screwing another. Yes, Hyunwoo had told him all about his close friends, and Kihyun had never seen such a dysfunctional group in all 20 years of his life. He had no idea how they managed to stay together, with the unrequited love between them, but he hadn't questioned it before. 

Hyunwoo was really more of an acquaintance than a friend, so Kihyun hadn't been bothered by his friends, as he didn't expect to get to know them or get involved.

However, now he was curious about everything; specifically, with this love crazed boy beside him, nodding off as he stared at the fire, muttering about how Minhyuk was burning him inside out.

"Well, you don't want to sleep with them, right?" Was Kihyun really going to help this boy he only just met?

"I don't like to share.... why did he do that to me? Why me, world? Strike me dead, but don't torture me anymore."

"Alright, enough of that, I don't want to deal with a dead body. You can stay with me tonight. Now sober up, and don't you dare throw up on me."

"Ha," Jooheon laughed, his eyes glassy as he stared at Kihyun for the first time, really stared. "Stunning," he whispered, and Kihyun scoffed, grabbing his arm and helping him up before he did something stupid, like jump into the fire and pray to the gods to take him away.