Ours has no name [MinJoon]

"Preface"

                 Three years before                 

Namjoon is a 20-year-old omega, happily married to Min Yoongi, an alpha who has been his best friend for years, the fact that they had a previous relationship, before they became boyfriends, it was amazing.  Namjoon felt happy for having asked him out on a date, having filled with courage.

If he hadn't, they might have stayed friends forever.

Almost brothers.

Namjoon is arriving on his motorcycle, he had just applied to a university, he will study literature, something that has always caught his attention.  He takes off his helmet and hangs it from the backpack he's carrying on his back, when he looks up, he notices something.

His younger brother's car is found outside his house.  What is Hoseok doing at his house?  Not that it bothers him, he has always known that Hobi and Yoongi get along very well, but something in his head begins to eat Namjoon.

Think stuff too much crazy.

He chains up the motorcycle, once he finishes, he walks to the front door of the house, takes out the keys and goes in, he doesn't even announce that he has arrived, he just goes in and leaves the backpack on the ground.  He is tired, he studied a lot the night before and went to bed late, and he got up very early to have breakfast and take that exam.

The entrance door connects with a corridor -not so long- that leads to the room, where some very excited voices can be heard.  They correspond to his brother and husband, an aroma of soft strawberries fills the place.

«Wow, Hoseok is excited - Namjoon thinks- all his aroma is in the air.»

He walks a couple more steps, when he gets to the room, he finds Yoongi and Hoseok embracing, there's nothing wrong with a hug, it's normal... although... both seem too affectionate for his liking.  He raises an eyebrow in confusion.

He doesn't know why, but he stands still in place, as if expecting something else.  He tilts his head slightly to the left, a question in his head flooding him, has his husband not noticed the scent of him?

When yoongi separates himself from the jhope, yoongi takes jhope by the cheeks, wipes away a few tears, and then kisses him delicately, as if caressing the petal of a flower.  Namjoon shakes his head, hides behind the wall, and feels tears welling up in his eyes in no time.

He doesn't want to believe what he saw, maybe he got confused, right?

When he looks out again, he sees that he hasn't been wrong, Yoongi kisses Hoseok, he is kissing his brother... his brother... the person he has loved the most, and in whom he has trusted the most.

Beside them, on the couch, he sees a piece of paper pulled out of an envelope, he doesn't know what that is.

It is when its aroma of cherry trees becomes denser and sadder, the place begins to have a strong smell, and the first to catch it is Hoseok, who when he sees Namjoon standing in the middle of the corridor, and crying, is surprised at his place, still, as if he had seen the same demon in person.

Yoongi also turns around, and as he does, he can't contain his stupefaction.

None of the three say anything, Namjoon directs his gaze to Hoseok's neck... there is a mark.  Instinctively, the tallest omega's hand goes to his neck, and he wants to cry more, but he won't do it in front of them, no sir.

-What is that paper?  -Asks Namjoon, points to the chair with the hand that had touched his neck.

-Joonie...