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

Chapter 20: Tease, Tension, and Tenderness

I caught his eye, and for a brief moment, there was something soft and tender in his gaze.

His thumb brushed over my hand in quiet reassurance, grounding me even as the world seemed to tilt around us. It was moments like this-simple, quiet, and real-that made me feel so incredibly lucky to have him by my side.

Taehyung, on the other hand, was a whirlwind of excitement.

He kept shouting random things like "Look at the view!" and "This is amazing!" with an energy that only he could muster.

He leaned over toward Yoongi, his grin wide as he spoke, his voice louder over the rush of the ride.

"You're totally missing out, Yoongi!" Taehyung shouted. "This is the best thing ever! You've gotta let go a little, man!"

Yoongi smirked, but his eyes softened as he turned to Taehyung. "I'm good," he said simply, his voice cool, though there was a hint of warmth in his tone that made it clear he wasn't completely unaffected by Taehyung's enthusiasm.

As the wheel spun again, I couldn't help but notice how naturally Taehyung and Yoongi interacted.

Despite their very different personalities-Taehyung with his infectious energy and Yoongi with his more subdued demeanor-there was this gentleness between them.

It was a quiet but powerful connection that felt like it had been building even before today.

The wheel slowed down and began its descent, bringing us back to solid ground.

Taehyung was practically bouncing in his seat, his excitement still evident as we exited the ride. He turned to Yoongi with a grin that could only be described as triumphant.

"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" Taehyung teased, his eyes sparkling with that playful gleam.

Yoongi shot him an amused look but said nothing, his hand reaching up to ruffle Taehyung's hair in a rare show of affection.

It was a subtle gesture, but it spoke volumes about the way he was beginning to care for Taehyung in ways he might not even fully understand.

"Yeah, yeah," Yoongi muttered, his voice soft but filled with a hint of something deeper. "You were right, Taehyung. It wasn't as bad as I thought."

I couldn't help but smile at the interaction between the two of them. There was something magnetic about the way they shared these moments-playful yet tender, teasing yet genuine.

We continued to make our way through the park, hopping from one ride to the next. Taehyung was always the first to drag us along, but Yoongi, despite his usual laid-back demeanor, never hesitated to follow along.

There was a subtle shift between the two of them-a growing bond that I could sense, even in the quietest of moments.

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As the afternoon wore on, I found myself slipping into a comfortable rhythm between the three of us.

There were moments of quiet tenderness between Yoongi and me, little glances and touches that spoke volumes.

He'd reach for my hand, pulling me closer as we strolled through the park, or his arm would subtly brush against mine as we made our way to the next ride.

I didn't need words to feel his affection. It was in the little things-the way he cared for me without saying a word.

And then there was Taehyung.

His flirtation with me was always lighthearted, but underneath it, I could feel something deeper-an attraction that was impossible to ignore.

He would lean in close, his voice lowering as if sharing a secret, and I'd catch the intensity in his gaze. He wasn't just looking at me; he was truly seeing me.