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

Chapter 56: Warfare & Warm Hands

It was beautiful.
Yoongi actually sighed.

Tae clapped his hands together. "I love being alive."

Jin picked up his spoon, testing the broth, his face immediately melting in satisfaction. "This place is good. Really good."

Yoongi took one sip and immediately pointed at Jin Oppa. "I take back every bad thing I've ever said about you."

Oppa smirked. "Keep talking like that, and I might share my brisket with you."

Yoongi gasped, clutching his chest. "Hyung, don't play with my heart like this."

Tae, already halfway through mixing his rice into his broth, huffed. "If you two are gonna flirt, at least do it over your own bowls."

Namjoon, who had been quietly watching, suddenly laughed, shaking his head as he grabbed his chopsticks. "This is why I stick to books."

I leaned into his side, grinning up at him. "You love us."

Namjoon sighed dramatically. "Unfortunately, yes."

Dinner was perfect.

There was something about sharing a meal-hot soup, cold weather, the quiet hum of conversation around us-that made everything feel real.

That made us feel real.

Yoongi had completely abandoned restraint, happily demolishing his bowl while simultaneously sneaking bites from mine.

Jin oppa caught him mid-theft and stabbed his chopsticks at him. "Excuse me?!"

Yoongi, unbothered, chewed happily. "You love me."

Oppa looked deeply offended. "Not when you steal my food."

Tae leaned over to Namjoon, whispering loudly. "I love how delusional they are."

Namjoon chuckled, nudging my knee under the table. "You keeping track of how many times they fight over food?"

I smirked. "I lost count at fifty."
Tae cackled.

Yoongi, now in possession of a second bowl (courtesy of my sacrifice), turned toward Namjoon, pointing his spoon at him.

"You haven't said much, Joon. You good?"

Namjoon blinked, then smiled. "I'm great, actually."

Something in his voice made Jin Oppa glance at him.

Joon picked up his spoon, stirring his broth thoughtfully. "It's been a long time since I've had a meal like this. Since I've... had this."

A quiet settled over us.

And then-Tae reached across the table, sliding his extra bowl of rice toward him.

Namjoon blinked. "Tae, you-"

Tae grinned. "No takesies backsies. Eat."

Joon stared at him for a moment, then huffed a soft laugh, shaking his head. "You're ridiculous."