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

Chapter 47: Of Court Cases and Couch Spaces

We leave her office lighter than we entered.

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The restaurant is warm, the comforting hum of conversations filling the air, the scent of sizzling meats drifting through the space.

We've claimed our usual booth in the corner, a spread of grilled beef, kimchi stew, and far too many side dishes cluttering the table-Taehyung's doing, of course.

Yoongi, sleeves rolled up, is handling the grill with the kind of precision that makes Taehyung watch him with open admiration, chin propped on his hands.

"Yoongi-hyung," he sighs dreamily. "You must've been a grill master in your past life."

Yoongi smirks but doesn't look up. "Obviously."

"So cool," Taehyung mutters.

I roll my eyes, amused. "Are we here to admire Yoongi's meat-flipping skills, or can I actually make my announcement now?"

Yoongi chuckles, placing the last piece of perfectly seared meat on Taehyung's plate before looking at me. "Alright, baby. What's up?"

I take a sip of my drink, pausing for dramatic effect.
"We have a meeting tomorrow."

Taehyung stops mid-bite, blinking. "With who?"

"Dara's fiancé."

A second of silence-then
"NO WAY."

Taehyung nearly knocks over his chopsticks. "Already?! He wants to meet us?!"

Yoongi's expression sharpens slightly, interested. "That was fast."

"Dara doesn't waste time," I confirm. "We're meeting him at his law firm at 10 AM tomorrow."

Taehyung's excitement is instant. His whole face lights up. "Holy shit. This is happening."

I nod, my own excitement creeping in. "This is happening."

Yoongi leans back in his seat, exhaling slowly. "Finally. We're moving forward."