Stigma Love's Algorithm [ A BTS x Reader Poly ]

Chapter 4: Foundations of Fate

Suga's gaze softened further, and for the first time, he held my hand, brushing his fingers on mine soft, gentle.

His long fingers gently rubbing my thumb and wrist lending me comfort.

The distance between us closing in a way that made my heart race.

"I've never known you to be afraid of taking chances before," he said, his voice low, almost teasing, but there was something deeper there-something raw.

"Messing up is part of it. I'm not looking for perfection, Y/N. I'm looking for someone who's willing to try. And you are. You've already taken the hardest step. You're smart. You're brave. And I think... I think you're scared of how good it could be. You're scared of how much this could change everything, aren't you?"

I blinked, taken aback by how easily he saw through me.

I didn't answer right away, because honestly, he was right. I was terrified.

Terrified of how much I did feel when I was with him.

How much I was starting to want him.

"I'm scared of everything, Suga," I admitted, feeling more vulnerable than I had in a long time.

"Scared of what happens if this doesn't work, if it's all just some... mistake. I don't know if I can deal with that kind of failure again. I don't know if I can lose something this big."

Suga stared at me for a long time, his eyes soft but serious.

His gaze flicked down to our hands clasped together on top of my lap before looking back at my face.

I couldn't help but laugh a little, shaking my head.

"You're really going to make me believe that, aren't you? You're going to convince me that this... crazy, soul-crushing, completely uncertain thing is worth it."

"I'm not convincing you," he said, his smile turning a little more serious.

"I'm asking you. To take the next step with me. Whatever that looks like. And when you're ready... I'll be here. Y/N, I'm not asking you to leap into this blindly," he said, his tone thoughtful.

"I just want you to take a chance. With me. With us."

There it was again, that word. Us. My heart stuttered, and for a moment, I couldn't breathe.

"I don't know what this is. I don't know where it's going," he continued, his voice steady and full of that quiet confidence that always left me slightly breathless, he tightened his hands holding mine

"But I'm willing to figure it out with you. No pressure, no expectations. I just... I'm not going anywhere, Y/N. I don't expect you to have all the answers now. But I've been waiting for you to be ready. I'll wait for however long it takes."

My throat tightened at the sincerity in his voice.

He wasn't pushing me.
He wasn't demanding anything.
He was simply offering me the space to breathe, to take the time I needed.

I wasn't sure where we were headed, or how this was going to work. There were still so many unknowns between us.

But I felt like I wasn't alone in figuring it out.