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

Chapter 18: A Weekend We'll Never Forget

"But I couldn't anymore. You're everything I've been missing, Y/N."

I smiled, appreciating the security he keeps giving me. Fully knowing and understanding how much he wanted to make clear of his intentions and the purpose of his words.

I pressed my forehead against his. "Yoongi...my Yoongi" My voice cracked

I quickly steadied myself, swallowing down the lump in my throat. "I didn't expect this either... but I meant those words too, with every fiber of my being."

He looked at me with that same intensity, his gaze burning into mine.

"I'm in love with you, Y/N," he whispered

I felt my heart skip a beat once more.

"I'm hopelessly, ridiculously in love with you."

"You sure about that, Min Yoongi?" I asked, playfully teasing him

His lips quirked up in a smile, and he leaned in, brushing his lips against mine in the softest of kisses before pulling back just enough to look at me. "Yeah," he said, his voice filled with certainty now.

"I'm sure."

The room felt smaller now, our surroundings fading into the background as the weight of his confession settled between us.

My chest swelled with emotions I hadn't even known I had

"I love you too," I murmured, my hand tracing the line of his jaw.

"I've been in love with you for so long, Yoongi."

His eyes softened, the playful spark now replaced with something infinitely more tender, something genuine.

He pulled me close again, his lips finding mine once more. This time, there was no teasing, no games-just raw, unfiltered emotion.

"I knew it," he murmured against my lips, a smug grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"I knew I had you wrapped around my finger."

I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face. "You're lucky you're cute," I said, my hands resting on his chest as I gave him a playful shove.

"Otherwise, I'd never let you get away with that."

Yoongi laughed, a sound that filled the room with warmth, and kissed me again-this time slow and deliberate, like he was savoring every moment.

I melted into him, feeling the connection between us grow stronger with each passing second, each brush of his lips against mine.

The teasing and playful banter was still there, but now it felt like something more-a foundation for everything we had yet to build together.

"I never thought I'd get here with you," Yoongi whispered, his voice soft but full of meaning.

"I thought... I thought I might lose you before I ever got the chance to tell you."

I pressed my forehead against his, my hand resting on his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat against my palm.

"You won't lose me," I whispered, my voice barely audible, but my words were firm.

"I'm right here. And I'm not going anywhere."

He closed his eyes for a moment, and I could feel the relief that washed over him, like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

When he opened them again, there was a tenderness in his expression that made my heart swell.

"Promise me," he murmured, his voice shaky but sincere.