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

Chapter 37: Caught in 4K

I hesitate, but only for a second. The truth is, I am excited.

The moment I realized I was attracted to Taehyung-his ridiculous, chaotic energy, his bright laughter, his soft heart-I knew this was bound to happen.

But hearing him actually ask? Seeing it written out in front of me?

It makes something tighten in my chest.
I clear my throat, rubbing the back of my neck. "Yeah. I am."

Y/N sighs, as she stands up to stretch. "I wonder when he's going to ask me out, though."

I smirk. "Feeling left out?"

She scrunches her nose. "A little. But I know he's probably waiting for the right moment."

I hum. "Or maybe he just likes making you wait."

She gasps. "That menace."

I laugh, but before I can respond, a blur of fur suddenly bolts across the floor, nearly taking Y/N down in the process.

"Wacha!" she yelps, barely managing to sidestep the tiny, overenthusiastic ball of fluff before she crashes into the floor.

I reach forward on instinct, steadying her with a hand on her waist. She leans against me for a second, letting out an exasperated sigh.

Then we both glance down.

Wacha has fully latched onto my sweatpants, paws gripping the fabric like she's scaling a mountain.

I sigh. "Dude."

Y/N groans. "Oh my god, she's obsessed with you."

I reach down to scratch behind her ears, and she immediately starts purring. Loudly.

"Can you blame her?" I smirk, rubbing under her chin.

Y/N crosses her arms, eyeing the situation with a dramatic pout. "I should be offended by how fast she abandoned me for you."

I shrug, leaning back at the couch again as Wacha curls up against my leg. "Sounds like a you problem, baby."

Y/N gasps. "Oh my god. You think I'm wrapped around your finger, but she has you wrapped around her paw."

Wacha lets out a smug little chirp, as if agreeing.

I sigh. "I am too tired to argue with both of you."

Before Y/N can tease me more, her phone vibrates on the counter.

She checks the screen, then immediately bursts out laughing.

I raise a brow. "What now?"

She turns the phone so I can see.

Taehyung (Group Chat): NOONAAAA MAKE SURE YOU KEEP YOUR SUNDAY OPEN FOR ME OKAY??!! 🥹

Taehyung (Group Chat)
I wanted to ask you out separately but I wanted to tease you all day that I forgot!! I'm sorry!!! 😭😭

Y/N lets out a strangled noise. "I-he-ugh."

I smirk. "Told you."

She glares at me before focusing on typing out a response.

Y/N (Group Chat)
Aww, Tae, that's sweet. I can't wait. 🥰

Taehyung's reply is immediate.

Taehyung (Group Chat)
YAYYYY!!! 💜 But first, Hyung and I are going on our date!!!

I shake my head, amused. "He really is excited, huh?"

Y/N nods, eyes twinkling. "He is. And I think that's really cute."

I hum, looping my arms around her waist again. "So... are you going to tease him when he asks you out, or are you going to play nice?"

She purses her lips, pretending to think. "Hmm... I don't know. Maybe I'll make him sweat a little."

I chuckle. "Evil."

"Only a little."

"Mm-hmm."

I lean in, nuzzling into her neck, making her squirm.

"Yoongs," she giggles, "that tickles!"

"Good." I press a quick kiss to her pulse. "That's what you get for planning to torment our bear cub."

She laughs, twisting in my hold until she can face me. "Speaking of torment... Tae's been teasing us all day."

I groan. "I know"

A mischievous glint flashes in her eyes. "Maybe we should get revenge."

I raise a brow. "Revenge?"

"Mm-hmm."

I scoff. "And what exactly do you have in mind?"

Instead of answering, she suddenly pokes my side before darting out of my grasp.
I blink. "Did you just-"

She grins. "Catch me if you can, hacker boy."

I stare at her, unimpressed. "Baby, you do realize I have longer legs, right?"

She gasps. "Are you calling me short?"
"I'm just stating facts."

Her jaw drops, but before she can argue, I lunge forward, making her shriek.

She bolts toward the living room, laughing as I chase her around the couch. "Yoongi, you menace!"

"You started it!"

She tries to dodge me, but I grab her waist, pulling her back against me.

She squeals, wiggling in my grasp, but I don't let go.

Instead, I spin her around, pressing her against the wall, caging her in with my arms.

Her laughter fades into something softer, breathier, as I lean in.

"You're not going anywhere now," I murmur.
She swallows, her lips parting slightly.

"Maybe I don't want to."

I smirk, brushing my nose against hers. "Then say it."

Her fingers curl into my shirt, her eyes flickering to my lips.

"I don't want to."

I don't waste another second.

I close the distance, capturing her mouth in a kiss that's slow, teasing, and entirely meant to make her melt.

And when she does-when she sighs into me, letting me take my time-I know exactly how this night is going to end.