a world on fire

betrayal

Namjoon hisses from annoyance as he fiddles around with the soft scarf hanging around his neck. It's not really that cold outside, sure it's raining and he'll only have to be outside for a few seconds as he jumps out from the car into the small coffee shop, but Jimin left behind a pretty nasty bruise and he doesn't want anyone else seeing it there. Most importantly, he doesn't want Jungkook seeing it there.

The omega can hear Yoongi faintly growling from behind the bathroom door, and his minty scent carries with it a hint of impatience. It's subtle and hard to pick up on but Namjoon has known the older boy for eight years now so he knows how to tell when Yoongi is angry. His scent grows sharper until it burns at his own eyes, and sure enough when Namjoon opens the door and slips out into the cold hallway he comes face to face with a red eyed Yoongi.

"What took you so long? We're going to be late," Yoongi puffs out, but the action only serves to make his cheeks chubby and Namjoon has to suppress a giggle.

So far, Yoongi is the only one out of the pack who hasn't treated him any differently now that they know he's an omega. There's times when he can see the fire of possessiveness behind his eyes, and Yoongi makes a show of touching him a lot more than usual, but other than that he treats him like he would have done when he was still a beta and Namjoon loves him even more for it.

He's slowly warming up to the fact that he's an omega now. He loves how his pack takes the time to take care of him. It's not like they didn't before but betas are just more independent than omegas, but Namjoon is still different from the rest. The pack understands and gives him days where he can just sit in his room by himself, on Taehyung's bed. He catches up on all of the books that had been sitting on his shelf for years now, collecting dust and making him feel bad for spending so much money on both hardback and paperback versions. The paperbacks are for when he wants to highlight and make notes, breaking a sacred oath he made long ago to be careful with all books. He's listening to new music and is actually writing songs again, something he used to do a long time ago.

It was actually how he'd met Yoongi, stuffed into a crowded underground club with a fake ID tucked into his pocket. He'd accidentally bumped into Yoongi, spilling the older boy's drink all over his only nice shirt. The other boy had instantly swore and had been ready for a fight, but his hand had stopped in mid-air when he'd caught sight of the younger boy.

Yoongi often tells him how adorable he'd looked that night, all rounded cheeks and watery eyes. He'd apologised profusely and had even offered to replace the spilled drink even when he had no money to buy it with. But Yoongi didn't care, all he'd been focused on was how deep the younger boy's dimples were and how infectious his nervous laughter had been.

Namjoon smiles at the fond memories and he just knows from the look that Yoongi sends his way that the alpha knows exactly what Namjoon is thinking about. Their bond is strong without the need for mating, although that will come soon enough. The older boy had already argued with Jin about who would get to mate with their omega next after Hoseok and Jimin had told the other boys exactly what had gone down between the three. 

Yoongi places a cold hand across the back of his neck then and stands on his tiptoes so that he can press his forehead against the omega's, "We don't have to go today if you're not up for it. No one will be mad at you."

"I know," Namjoon sighs, closing his eyes and letting Yoongi's scent fight back at the anxiety boiling in his blood, "I just really need to see him."

"It can wait. He understands," Yoongi replies back, gently rubbing the back of his neck, faintly scent marking him in the process.

"It's just, it's been so long now. Over a month, and I really miss him. I know what he did was bad and I'm not under any illusions that one meeting between us will be enough to fix everything, but it's a start."