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

Chapter 57: Coffee, Chaos, & Love

"You've built an incredible case. We know our son is in the best hands."

Jin Oppa exhaled slowly, straightening slightly. "It's an honor," he said, and there was something softer in his tone-something that said he meant it.

"Tae isn't alone in this. We'll make sure of it."

Jiwon's mom sighed dreamily. "And so handsome," she murmured.

Jin Oppa groaned, running a hand down his face. "Eomma, please."

Yoongi snickered. "Ah, so now you're calling her Eomma?"

Oppa shot him a glare. "Shut up."

Tae giggled, leaning further into Namjoon's side. Joon, ever the observer, looked between them all, his expression unreadable-but I knew what he was thinking.

He was seeing it.

Seeing why Tae had stayed kind. Seeing why, despite everything, Tae had grown up loving, gentle, unbroken.

Because of them.

Because of Jiwon. Because of Jiwon's parents, who had held Tae in their arms and told him he was worth something when the rest of the world tried to convince him otherwise.

I reached for Tae's hand, squeezing it. He smiled at me, his eyes warm, knowing.

Jiwon leaned into the screen, resting his chin on his palm. "So," he started, "how did the meeting go?"

Tae straightened slightly, glancing at Jin oppa. "It went well," he said, voice steady.

"We're moving forward. Both Civil and Criminal charges will be filed by tomorrow. The lawsuit is already underway."

Jiwon's dad exhaled deeply. "Good."

Jiwon's mom nodded, her expression turning serious. "And you? How are you, my love?"

Tae hesitated-but only for a second. Then, he exhaled slowly, nodding. "I'm okay."

Namjoon nudged him gently. "He was a warrior today."

Jiwon hummed. "As he should be."

Tae rolled his eyes. "God, you sound like my dad."

Jiwon grinned. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

Tae just huffed, but his lips twitched upward.

Jiwon's mom sighed happily. "I can sleep easier now, knowing you have them with you."

Her eyes flickered over me, Yoongi, Jin oppa, and Joon. "You're loved. Protected. That's all we've ever wanted for you."

Tae swallowed hard. "I know, Eomma."

Jiwon's dad leaned forward slightly. "And you all?" His gaze was steady, warm. "How are you holding up?"

There was a brief pause.

Yoongi glanced at me. I glanced at Jin Oppa. Jin Oppa glanced at Namjoon.

And then-

Joon exhaled, a small smile on his lips. "We're okay," he said.

Jiwon's dad's gaze settled on me then, steady and thoughtful. "And you, Y/N?"

I blinked, slightly caught off guard. "Me?"

Jiwon's mom smiled knowingly. "You hold them together, don't you?"

My throat tightened.

Yoongi shifted beside me, his hand slipping into mine under the table.