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

Chapter 61: An Expanded SoulMap

"By the way," he said casually, like he wasn't about to throw another emotional bomb into the middle of the table,

"Jin and I have decided to activate our LoveMap profiles."

Silence.

Wide eyes. Mouths hanging open.

Yoongi choked on his coffee.

"What?" I blinked, sitting up straighter. "Wait-now?"

Oppa grinned, smug but undeniably fond as he laced his fingers with Joon's. "Yeah. We talked about it."

Tae practically vibrated in his seat, eyes shining. "OH MY GOD. DO IT NOW. DO IT NOW."

Yoongi coughed, recovering but still clearly stunned. "You two just drop this on us like it's nothing?"

Namjoon's dimple peeked out as he shrugged, but his eyes twinkled. "Figured it was about time."

I clapped a hand over my mouth, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. "I-oh my god."

Tae was bouncing now, clinging to Namjoon's sleeve, face lit up like a child at a birthday party. "DO IT. ACTIVATE IT."

Jin Oppa chuckled, leaning back smugly. "You sure you're ready for that?"

"YES," Tae and I chorused at the same time.

Yoongi just sighed, though the smile tugging at his lips betrayed him. "Might as well. You already made us cry once this week."

Joon laughed, squeezing Oppa's hand. "Guess we'll have to make it twice."

Tae squealed, practically shaking Namjoon now. "Hyung, please! I need to see it! This is history."

I grinned through my watery eyes, heart pounding in anticipation, as Jin Oppa and Namjoon pulled out their phones together.

And just like that-

We were about to take the next step.

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"HOW THE HELL DO WE HAVE THIS MANY SOULMATES?!"

Oppa practically screamed, staring wide-eyed at his phone screen as if it personally offended him.

I choked on my drink, laughing as Yoongi leaned back into the booth with that little smirk of his.

"We warned you," Yoongi said smugly, arms crossed. "This is your life now, Hyung."

Jin Oppa's mouth opened and closed, then he pointed dramatically at the LoveMap app glowing on his phone. "But-seven? SEVEN SOULMATES?"

Namjoon chuckled beside him, shaking his head like he couldn't believe it either. "Wow. Fuck. We still have three more we haven't even met yet."

"Crazy, right?" I said, eyes wide with disbelief. "Imagine being me when mine first activated."

Yoongi laughed, nudging me gently. "Same. At first, it was just Y/N and me, staring at two active dots and 6 gray ones."

I giggled, remembering the exact moment. "I honestly thought the app glitched."

"Yeah," Yoongi deadpanned. "Thought the system was broken. Had a mini existential crisis at my desk."

Tae snorted, shaking his head before puffing out his chest dramatically. "Well, obviously, MY profile has the best photo out of all of us."

We all turned to him.

Yoongi's lips twitched. "Says who?"

"Says me!" Tae beamed, waving his phone like a trophy. "Look at this. Golden lighting, jawline for days, boxy smile, and perfect hair. I'm a masterpiece."