There are times when it's easier, when Yoongi can just about forget what he's lost, caught up in his music or his friends, distracted by Jungkook. Sometimes, though, the grief hits hard, almost more than he can bear. Everyone likes to say it gets easier, and he guesses it does. They never said it also wouldn't, that there would be days when it feels just as fresh and raw as it did when the numbness finally passed.

He wraps his arms around Jungkook, leaning into him, letting the feeling of his hands on Yoongi's arms calm him. It's all he can do at first, not sure how to begin putting his feelings into words. He doesn't like for her to see him like this, to have to worry. He doesn't like to put Jungkook through it either.

"I just," he starts, taking as deep a breath as he can manage. He doesn't cry very often, but once he starts, it's hard to stop. "It shouldn't be like this. She should be here. I want you to know her."