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

Chapter 38: Lies We Can See Through

By the time I lay her down on the bed, we're both flushed, breathless, completely wrapped up in each other.

I hover over her, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "You okay?"

She smiles, eyes dark with want. "I'm amazing."

I smirk. "Yeah?"

She pulls me down for another kiss.

I let my hands wander, trailing down her body, fingers slipping under the hem of her shirt, ghosting over warm skin. She shivers under my touch, arching into me.

I kiss her again-deeper, hungrier.

Her breath stutters as I slide my hand lower, fingers dipping beneath the waistband of her shorts.

I barely graze where she needs me most-

*BZZZT.*

Y/N's phone vibrates loudly on the nightstand.

We both freeze.

The mood shatters like glass.

Y/N groans, throwing her head back against the pillow. "You've got to be kidding me."

I exhale sharply, pressing my forehead against her shoulder in pure, soul-crushing frustration.

Neither of us move for a second.

Then, her phone vibrates again.

I lift my head, already knowing exactly who the culprit is.

Y/N sighs, blindly reaching for her phone. "If this is Tae, I swear-"

She unlocks the screen.

Taehyung (Group Chat):
You're probably doing it again right now, huh? 😏🔥

Taehyung (Group Chat):
Don't forget to stay hydrated!!! Water is important! 😆💦💜

Taehyung (Group Chat):
Noona, don't let Yoongi-hyung be TOO RELENTLESS. Save your strength!!! 🤭🔥🔥🔥🔥

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Silence.

Pure, deafening silence.

I stare at the screen.

Y/N stares at the screen.

Then, at the exact same time-

"I'M GOING TO KILL HIM."

Y/N throws her phone across the bed. "How the hell did he TIME THAT?!"

I groan, rolling onto my back beside her, covering my face with both hands."I have never been more tempted to block him in my life."

Y/N lets out a frustrated scream into her pillow.

Meanwhile, Wacha-who had been peacefully napping at the foot of the bed-lifts her head and chirps.

I peek at her, unamused. "Not now, Wacha."

Y/N sits up dramatically. "This is a personal attack. He's watching us. He has cameras."

I snort. "He's just an idiot with unholy timing."

She groans, collapsing back onto the bed. "I swear, the second we finally complete our bond with him, we are punishing him for this."

I glance at her. "Oh?"

Her eyes narrow. "And don't get any ideas. I meant teasing him relentlessly, not whatever you're thinking, perv!"