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

Chapter 32: Backseat Snoring, Front Seat Ramblings

It's small, but it's mine.

The walls are filled with artwork, and not just the traditional kind-there's a lot of abstract pieces, some graffiti-inspired art, and even a few of my own creations scattered around.

The furniture is eclectic, with a mixture of modern, vintage, and quirky pieces that somehow just work together.

"I told you it wasn't minimalist," I say with a grin, knowing that this place isn't for everyone, but it's perfect for me.

Yoongi hyung looks around, his gaze sweeping over the walls and the decor, his lips twitching into a small smile. "I like it. It's... you."

Y/N noona takes in the space, her eyes lighting up as she walks over to some of the paintings. "It's really beautiful," she says softly, running her fingers along the edge of one of the frames.

"It feels like... there's so much of you here. It's comfortable."

I beam, feeling that warmth spread through me. "I'm glad you like it. I've put a lot of myself into it."

Just then, I hear a little bark from the other room. Noona's eyes snap over to the door leading to the hallway. "Is that him?" she asks, excitement clear in her voice.

"Yep!" I answer, already heading toward the hallway. "Come meet Yeontan!"

I open the door to the small bedroom, and a little puff of fur comes running at me, tail wagging furiously.

Yeontan barks excitedly, and I bend down to scoop him up into my arms. He wiggles around in my grip, clearly ready for some attention.

Noona immediately crouches down, extending her hand toward him, and Yeontan sniffs her cautiously before deciding she's okay.

With a little bark, he jumps into her lap, and she laughs, scratching behind his ears.

"How can something so small have so much energy?" noona giggles, her voice light with affection.

Hyung watches from the doorway, his eyes softening as he takes in the scene. "Looks like he likes you," he says, his voice warm.

I smile, watching them interact. There's something so heartwarming about seeing noona with Yeontan.

She's already completely smitten with him, and it makes me feel all sorts of happy inside.

"See?" I say, a proud grin on my face. "Told you he was adorable."

Noona laughs, still petting Yeontan as he rolls around in her lap. "I think he's more than adorable. He's perfect."

As we all sit down on the couch, Yoongi hyung leans back as Y/N noona rests her head on his shoulder, still holding Yeontan in her arms.

The three of us settle into the comfortable space of my apartment, and for a moment, everything feels right.

But then, after a few beats of silence, Hyung clears his throat, and I glance over at him.

There's something different in his eyes, something serious.

"Tae," Yoongi hyung starts, his voice soft but steady, "there's something we need to tell you."

I feel my heart skip a beat. "What's up?" I ask, my voice softening with concern.

Y/N looks over at Yoongi, and they share that quiet, knowing glance again.

Then she turns back to me, her voice gentle. "It's about us, Tae. About everything we've been building."

The weight of her words settles on my chest, and I sit up a little straighter, the anticipation building in me.

What could it be? What's going on?

Yoongi reaches for my hand, his grip steady and reassuring. "We just want to make sure you're okay with all of this. With us, with everything."

I nod slowly, trying to process the weight of what they're saying, and I turn to look at them both, my heart full of love and trust.

"I'm okay with all of it," I say quietly, my voice full of sincerity. "I trust you both. Whatever this is, whatever it becomes, app or no app, I want to be a part of it. I want to be with you two, in every way."

Noona smiles, and hyung gives me a small, reassuring squeeze of my hand.

"Thank you Tae" noona smiles at me, her eyes gentle and warm. "But there's something more we haven't told you about that" her gaze shifs to hyung as if asking for some back up.

My heart thumps further as Yoongi hyung leans forward, his eyes sincere "It's about the others.." he carefully says the words "it's about our other soulmates." he clears his throat as he continues

"We think we've met a few of them."