~Y/N POV~

"I need a drink." Jimin

I sighed to myself as the three of us walked through the front door. I would of thought that the house would of been quiet upon coming home just like this morning but instead all you could hear was sad depressing music echo through out the whole house.

Jimin didn't even bother to take off his jacket and stormed off somewhere in the house. I stood by the door with the closet open taking off my jacket and Hoseok taking it from me after taking off his own and closing the door of the closet with his foot.

"What do you want to do now?" Hoseok

I just shrugged to myself not really sure what to do with myself right now. The music was making me feel worse than I already was and I'm sure it was the same affect as Hoseok too.

"I don't know. I think I'll just walk aournd the house and check on everyone."

He nods light and presses his lips together.

"Well then if you're alright I'm going to go to my room but just call on me if you need me for anything, okay?" Hoseok

I nod to him forcing a smile. He softly kisses my cheek and walks away towards the stairs just across from the front door and I stood there watching him walk away until he was no longer in view.

So here I am stood alone unsure what to do with myself so I set off to walk around the house looking for everyone to see how they are doing on this rough day.

First I headed towards the living room just to see the tv on which was the news reporting a car crash with mysterious circumstances, just on the same road that we took home. Weird but it must of happened just after we drove past. In front of the tv was a single couch pushed directly in front of it. I approached the couch just to find Jungkook passed out with a half drunken beer bottle in his hand and his head hung back and mouth wide open catching flies.

He must of passed out from drinking all day since he was drinking this morning when I left but Taehyung was also drinking so he must be around here somewhere. Maybe Jimin found him or something?

I took the bottle of beer from Jungkooks grasp and set it down to the side on a small table and grabbing a blanket from another couch to gently place it on the sleeping drunkard that smells strongly of alcohol which only proves my theory.

I brushed his hair back off his face, making sure hes comfortable then left the living room to set out on finding the others. I headed towards the stairs and walked up them but the further I became to the upstairs landing the louder I could hear Taehyungs deep voice singing. It was slurred and yet deeper than usual but that could also me to his pain with every word he sung.

My heard clenched upon hearing him and I knew he must be in his room so I headed there first but stopped when I noticed Namjoons office door cracked open and I seen his figure quickly walk past the door.

I pushed the door open to greet him and ask if he was okay since he out of all of us knew Yoongi the longest and I couldn't imagine how this must hurt him too. They were true brothers at heart even if they weren't blood related.

Although I was very surprised to see Namjoon at his desk, face down but cheek pressed against the wood of the desk, and eyes closed. Was he sleeping?

I stepped closer to his desk to examine him check that he was okay since he was completely still. In his hand was a empty glass just above his head and I stuck my hand in front of his nose just to feel his breath checking if he was breathing and thankfully he was.

If he was sleeping then who walked past his door?

Looking around the room I couldn't see anyone in here but him. This was the office he shared with Yoongi and even my husbands desk was still in the room since Namjoon refuses to get rid of it placed across the room from him. It must be hard to see that desk empty all the time now. We may have moved house but he refuses to get rid of it and take it everywhere with him like a remembrance of his best friend.

Now that I know Namjoon was okay but passed out like Jungkook downstairs I headed out the room closing the door to leave him to have some peace from all this loud music. How can they sleep in this?

I walked to Taehyungs bedroom door but didn't knock because the music coming from his room wouldn't of let him hear me so opening up his door I found Taehyung laying down on the floor singing his heart out staring up at the ceiling with tears in his eyes that haven't yet fallen. He didn't notice me yet but I walked in closing the door behind me and turning off stereo did he sit up on his elbows to glare at me but the moment he realised it was me he hurried over to me crawling at fast speed and hugged my waist.

I took a deep breath and picked him up by the shoulders and helped him to walk over to the bed since his drunken state made it a little harder than usual.

Words didn't need to be exchanged between us and he hugged me tightly in his arms like his life depended on it. Just needing that comfort right now and I was here to give it to him. Taehyung and I never use to be this close but since Yoongis passing I would say this brought us closer to finally have something in common. If it wasn't Hoseok I was crying to then it was Taehyung and we would cry together.

I made Taehyung and I lay back on the pillows with him and wrapped my own arms around him to cuddle. He smelled strongly of alcohol and not just the one but several it was like he was just drinking anything he could get his hands on and Taehyung never gets drunk. Never.

He cant afford to usually because in his job in the group he is the sniper and works along with Jungkook a lot as the Assassin when it comes to missions. So Jungkook and Taehyung are the two that cant afford to get drunk but on a day like this who could blame them?

I shred a few tears with Taehyung laying down beside him until he finally comes to a stop and I look down at him to see that he cried himself to sleep. I sighed yet again and laid there with him for a few more moments before I peeled myself away from him but when he whined the loss of contact I replaced myself with a pillow for him to cuddle.

He responded to the pillow immediately and cuddled it with all his might.

I took this chance to leave him in his sleep now that he was crashed out and headed back downstairs. I don't need to check on Hoseok because I know of where he is but I'll check on him later. I don think Jimin would want me to come find him but I'm sure he'll turn up drunk somewhere at some point.

I headed towards the kitchen to get something to drink also. As much as I would love to drink I choose not to because I think now that I have seen pretty much everyone in this house passed out from drinking all day it kind of puts me off and I think that would make me worse.

Coming into the kitchen I come face to face with Jin's broad shoulders and his back turned to me. He's stood in front of he kitchen Island in the centre of the room, both hands flat on the counter and completely stiff as a statue. He didn't say anything nor did he move but my guess is that he didn't even realise I walked into the room. I wonder what he's doing?

I stepped to the side to try and see around him just to see if he was doing anything but from what I could see nothing was in front of him.

Slowly and quietly I approached him until I came to his back and wrapped my arms around his waist and press my cheek up against his back. He gasped loudly and flinched at me touch until he chuckles when realising it was me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. I just thought you might need a hug."

I whispered loud enough for him to hear. He turns around in my arms just to wrap his own arms around my shoulders for a hug and lean his cheek against the top of my head. As soon as I met Jin I knew him and I would be close. He's like the father figure I had been missing since my own father had past away although he does have the moments when he's like the mother figure to everyone in the whole house. Jin and I's relationship always use to make Yoongi jealous sometimes, not always but sometimes but Jin always put a point across to Yoongi that nothing more would happen between Jin and I and he wasn't wrong. It's only friendship between us.

"You could use a hug too." Jin

I only hummed and pressed my face into his warm chest. I have a close relationship with each man in this house it's just Jimin that has become distant to me out of all of them and refuses to speak to me or even come near me unless he feels like he has to like today.

"I already had cuddles from Taehyung until he passed out."

"It's been a hard day for everyone I'm sure you can tell." Jin

It was obvious. It's Yoongi's death anniversary and he will never be removed from our minds. NEVER.