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

Chapter 17: The Thrill of Being Caught

I fought to keep my composure, feeling my pulse quicken. "Yoongi, stop," I murmured, though I didn't really want him to.

His closeness was intoxicating, and I couldn't deny how much I loved these little moments.

He pulled back just enough to look me in the eye. "I can't help it. You look too good to ignore," he teased, his smile growing.

I rolled my eyes playfully, but my heart was racing. "I'm not sure if I can keep this up," I admitted, glancing around the office to make sure no one had noticed our interaction.

He chuckled, his voice dropping to a whisper. "We'll be fine. Just... be patient, okay?"

I nodded, though the thrill of it all-the secrecy, the stolen moments-was starting to drive me wild.

The office was buzzing as usual, but I could feel the tension growing.

Yoongi and I had a silent understanding. We both knew we had to keep things low-key, but the little moments we shared were too hard to ignore.

Just as I sat back down to focus on my screen again, and yoongi pulling a chair to sit right next to me, opening his laptop at my desk, I heard someone clearing their throat.

I turned to see Juseo, one of Yoongi's colleagues, leaning against the desk with a playful grin. "Hey, Y/N, Suga" he said, a knowing look in his eyes. "You two seem... awfully cozy today. What's going on? I thought Suga was too cool for this sort of thing."

I shot him a nervous laugh, hoping to play it cool. "What are you talking about, Juseo? We're just... working." I gestured to my screen, desperate to steer the conversation back to something normal.

Yoongi, ever the professional, gave Juseo a quick glance before smoothly cutting in. "Yeah, just working. You know how it is. What are you doing at the Product development floor anyway"

Juseo raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. "Just handing over the documents for the new security protocols of the Genie App."

He lingered for a second before shrugging and walking off.

I let out a breath, feeling a mix of relief and excitement.

Yoongi glanced at me, his lips twitching with an almost imperceptible smirk. "That was close," I whispered, a bit flustered.

"I told you," he said with a wink, "we're good at this."

I rolled my eyes, but a smile tugged at my lips. "You're enjoying this way too much."

"Maybe," he said, leaning in again, his hand brushing against mine. "But you're just as bad as me."

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It has been a few days, the thrill of this secret relationship, becoming more and more addicting.

The office was busy as usual, but it felt like everything around me had faded when I caught sight of him. He was leaning back in his chair at a meeting room, tapping away at his phone.

There was something in his posture, something in the way he seemed to look at me even from a distance that made my heart race.

I tried to focus on my screen, not letting my mind mind wander. Of course, Yoongi made that incredibly difficult.

My phone buzzed, breaking my concentration.

Yoongi
So, what's for lunch today?

My heart fluttered at the simplicity of the message, I smile as I quickly type a response.

Y/N
I don't know. I haven't decided yet.

What about you?

I look at him from across the room, his fingers hover above his screen, then a message came through almost immediately.