Freedom- Yoongi BTS

21

I drove the whole day, speeding down the empty roads and singing to the old songs coming from the radio.

Somehow, it was fun being back on the road, I could feel myself getting tired, but refused to stop.

Only when my eyes started closing, for our safety, I decided to stop and park for the night.

After all, the next day I needed to head to work, as a zoo called me to come for a checkup, and we had to change the route a little bit from what was previously planned.

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It was the next morning, both of us already up and dressed.

Yoongi was cleaning up the plates, while I was tidying up around, waiting for the clock to hit the 9.

Last night I parked in front of zoo, the good thing was that, even if it was a little too noisy for our liking, it took us less than a minute to reach the entrance.

It was nearly 9 AM, when I jumped out of Betty, leaving a pouty Yoongi behind, promising to be back before 6 PM.

I entered the park, not really liking the overjoyed children jumping around, and going straight to search for Mark, the owner of that place.

I found him shouting something toward a poor lady, probably the secretary, while casually sipping coffee.

Let's be honest, I never truly liked him, as his persona in general was cold hearted and pretty rude, but his pay was good, and I wasn't ready to let that go.

"April!" he greeted me, a cocky smile on his face "you are two minutes late!" he pointed out.

I held myself from rolling my eyes at him, shooting a fake smile instead.

He gave me a list with all the animals I needed to visit, while taking me to fist one; before, thank god, leaving me to work alone.

I gave the list to Will, the janitor, he usually cleans and feeds all the animals, and when I came there to work, he was the one who came and collected the animals, taking them to the visit room.

He left the school early, as he always told me, it wasn't made for him; but he loved his job, he was genuinely happy working there.

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Hours passed by quickly, I had managed to visit only three animals, when it was already lunch time.

I took a sit at a small picnic table, taking out the bento Yoongi prepared for me.

A big smile appeared on my face, when I saw what was inside: he had shaped the rice into balls, forming studio ghibli's characters, while using vegetables and other ingredients to form faces and decorations.

I quickly finished my lunch, while the idea of a quick visit to the boy was already taking place on my mind.

However, before I could even get up, Mark was already in front of me, informing me it was time to get back to work.

I sighed, but accepted his orders, and less than five minutes later, I was already visiting a new animal.

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I was visiting animal, after animal, completely engrossed in my work, When Will proposed me to end the day and come back tomorrow.

I took a look at the clock, gasping when I read the time: 6:15 PM .

I was already fifteen minutes late, my thoughts all on the boy left alone in the van.

If I was on my own, I would have refused, as I didn't like the idea of leaving work behind; but knowing the situation of the singer, I was eager to get out of that place.

With this thought on mind, I explained my idea to Mark; leaving me frowning subtly, when it was rudely rejected and I was sent back to work.

Seeing my expression, Will knew the answer and proceeded to help me as much as he could.

With another person with me, I was able to work faster, still careful to don't upset the animals.

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When I was finally done, the clock read 8 PM, in my mind I was already panicking, scared to see how I would have found the boy.

Mark handed me my pay, before requesting me to come back tomorrow.

"April" he called me, when I was already out of the door "your pathetic boyfriend came searching for you."

I closed my hands into fist, trying hard to contain myself from punching him in the face.

I turned my back and exited the building, sprinting away, when I was sure nobody could see me anymore.

I took a deep breath before opening the van's door, my heart sank when I heard faint sobs coming from the inside.

I was greeted with a terrible sight: the boy was curled up in a ball, hands on his hair, tugging them; his whole figure was shaking, crushed by terrible sobs escaping his lips.

I rushed to the singer, gently hugging him, taking him slowly in a sitting position, while forcing him to look at me.

"Yoongi" I called him softly "look at me please." I said, waiting for him to open his eyes.

"Y-you said...six... b-back " he managed to say, choking between sobs.

"I know, I'm really sorry, it took longer than expected." I answered him

"I-I thought, something...." He slowly trailed off, while his body started shaking even more and his breathing got rugged.

There it was, his panic attack, hitting him with full force.

"Yoongi" I said, a hit of panic in my voice "I just want you to breath now, okay?"

I showed him, like we always did, but he was struggling to catch up, his face red and sweaty for the struggle.

Difficult minutes passed, before he managed to take a first, clean, shaky breath.

He continued to do so, and his breathing slowly going back to normal, while his body visibly relaxed.

I helped him to the bed, knowing even too well the aftermath of an attack.

Before turning off the lights and slipping into bed myself, I decided to take a look at my pay.

I was expecting some extra dollars, for the two hours of extraordinary I did, along with the normal pay.

Not only there were no extras, the amount of money was even less than normal.

Bastard I thought while my hands closed into fists.