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When Yoongi woke up, he confused to see he was in a hospital, until the memories all came crashing back.

He looked down at Namjoon, who was still asleep in his arms.

He settled back against the pillow, absentmindedly running his fingers through the younger boys hair.

Matt was a dangerous psychopath.

Asher was trying to save people from him.

Namjoon had been attacked by Matt in the past, and Yoongi had no doubts that it was Matt who had attacked him a second time, as well.

His grip tightened in anger, and Namjoon stirred. He blinked up at Yoongi. "Hey...morning." He yawned, and Yoongi smiled.

"Morning. How do you feel?"

Namjoon sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Tired." He suddenly came to realize Yoongi was in bed with him. "Yoonki! Did you stay the night here?"

Yoongi nodded.

Namjoon blushed. "You didn't have to. I'm sure it wasn't comfortable."

"I slept fine." Yoongi gave him a smile and slid out of the bed, twisting to crack his back.

"Still." Namjoon looked away, rubbing his neck. The heart rate monitor beeped a little faster.

Yoongi held back a laugh.

He pulled out his phone and checked his messages.

His old boss had called him a few times, and left some messages.

Hey, I know you don't work here anymore but it's really busy today and we're short staffed. Mind filling in for a few hours?

Okay Yoongi, I admit I stole some of your tips. If you come in today for me I'll give them back.

Asshole, do you want your job back? I'm willing to negotiate some hours if you come in right now.

Yoongi raised his eyebrows, considering.

He didn't like bartending, and it was illegal since he was only eighteen, but he was damn good at it and his boss was never one to follow the rules. And a raise meant he wouldn't have to rely on asshole Park Jimin for money.

Yoongi texted back.

I want freedom to take whatever I want back home with me at the end of the night, and unlimited smoke breaks.

The reply was instant.

Fine, asshole. Just get in here!!!!

Yoongi smirked, pocketing the device.

"Hey, I gotta go to work, but I'll come visit again as soon as I'm off." Yoongi said, facing Namjoon.

Namjoon tited his head. "Work?"

"Yeah, I work at a restaurant." Yoongi casually didn't mention his job was illegal.

"What about school?" Namjoon asked.

"Sch-" Yoongi blanked.

What day was it? He hadn't been to school since he was chased out. In fact, a lot of them had been skipping recently. But to be fair, there were more important things going on.

"Fuck school." Yoongi decided.

Namjoon looked horrified.

"See you later," Yoongi called, hurrying out.

-

"Please leave a message for the voice mailbox of-"

Seokjin cursed, hanging up the call. He had been trying to get a hold of Jungkook since this morning, but the younger boy wasn't picking up.