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

Chapter 39: Drowning in Absence ⚠️

Desperate.

Unrelenting.

And fuck, it feels good.

But underneath the pleasure, I can feel his frustration, his anger, his fear.

He's fucking me like he's afraid he's going to lose me.

Like he's trying to convince himself that this-us-is still real.

Still here.

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, not from pain, but from the sheer weight of it all.

"Yoongi," I whisper, threading my fingers through his hair.

He doesn't slow down.

Doesn't ease up.

His grip on my hips tightens, his forehead pressing against mine, his breath hot and unsteady.

I wrap my arms around him, holding him close, grounding him.

"I'm here," I murmur.

His movements falter just slightly.
I press a kiss to his temple. "I'm here, Yoongi. I'm not going anywhere."

His breath catches.

And then, just for a moment-

He breaks.

His head drops to my shoulder, his thrusts slowing, his grip on me tightening like he's afraid to let go.

I feel the way his body trembles against mine, the way his breath hitches as he exhales sharply.

And I know.

He's not just holding onto me.

He's holding onto everything.

The frustration.

The helplessness.

The fear of losing Taehyung.

I run my fingers through his damp hair, pressing gentle kisses to his skin.

"It's okay," I whisper. "You don't have to hold it all in."

Yoongi lets out a shaky breath, his body still tense, but he doesn't pull away.

Instead, he buries his face in my neck, his lips brushing against my skin as he whispers-
"I can't lose him."

My chest tightens.

I hold him tighter.

"You won't."

He swallows hard, his arms wrapping around me, pressing me against him like he's trying to fuse us together.

Like if he holds me close enough, maybe-just maybe-the world won't fall apart.

We stay like that for a long time.

Bodies tangled.

Hearts racing.

Breath mingling.

And for the first time in days-

Yoongi lets himself breathe.

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Day 14

The first thing I do when I wake up is check my phone.

Yoongi does the same.

It's become a ritual-one that neither of us talks about but both of us do.