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

Chapter 56: Warfare & Warm Hands

The conference room was silent for a beat, save for the soft scratch of Taehyung's pen gliding across the final set of documents.

His signature-bold, deliberate-marked the end of his past and the beginning of his future.

Yoongi and I sat on Tae's side, our hands warm against his. Namjoon sat close, his presence solid, his palm resting firm against the back of Tae's neck.

Grounding. Protective. Loving.

Jin Oppa sat across from us, arms crossed, a small, satisfied smirk curling at the edge of his lips. This wasn't just a legal plan anymore.

It was a takedown.
A reckoning.

Woo Shik cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "With everything now in motion, let's discuss the next steps."

Taehyung exhaled, his shoulders dropping slightly. Namjoon squeezed his shoulder once before sliding his arm down to hold Tae's wrist, anchoring him.

Tae let him.
"So what happens now?"

Oppa's smirk widened. "Now?" He leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with something sharp. Dangerous. Unforgiving.

"Now, we watch them squirm."

Park Seojun, the civil lawyer, straightened in his seat. "The criminal charges and civil lawsuit will be filed at the same time. This means that while they're being investigated and prosecuted for their crimes, they'll also be drowning in financial and legal battles."

Yoongi scoffed. "Good. Make them suffer from every angle."

Jisoo, Jin's paralegal, slid a file forward. "Once the criminal charges are filed, an arrest warrant will be requested for your uncle and aunt."

Taehyung stiffened. "They'll... be arrested?"

Oppa's voice was calm, certain. "Yes. And depending on how cooperative they are, they might be denied bail. If that happens, they'll be sitting in a holding cell until trial."

Tae's lips parted slightly, his breath uneven. "They'll actually go to jail?"

Jin Oppa nodded. "With the charges we're pressing? Absolutely."

Joon exhaled, his grip on Tae's forearm tightening. Yoongi shifted closer, pressing his thigh against Tae's, his warmth a silent reassurance.

"I want to be there when they're taken away in cuffs," Yoongi muttered.

Hyung Sik smirked. "Oh, don't worry. We'll make sure we have footage."

Tae swallowed. His fingers trembled slightly before curling into fists.
"I... I never thought this would actually happen."

Jin's gaze softened. "It is. And we're making sure it sticks."

I reached for Tae's hand, wrapping my fingers over his knuckles, squeezing.

"You're not dreaming, baby bear. This is real," I whispered.

Joon hummed in agreement, his voice deep, unwavering. "And it's only the beginning."

Woo Shik flipped a page in his notes. "At the same time, we'll be freezing their assets. This ensures they can't transfer money, hide wealth, or use their funds to escape legal consequences."

Seojun smirked. "Your uncle and aunt have been living off stolen wealth for years. The moment we freeze their accounts, they'll realize their entire lifestyle is about to crumble."

Taehyung's lips twitched. "Good."

Hyung Sik chuckled. "The best part? They won't even see it coming."