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

Chapter 64: Spoiled and Spellbound

Straight under the couch.

Tae's entire soul leaves his body.

"Noooo," he whines, pouting like a child. "Wacha, come back! Why are you hiding from me! We were besties!!"

I laugh, setting the flowers down on the counter. "She got startled, you're too energetic, cats hate that."

Tae sighs dramatically, plopping onto the floor. "I had one chance and I blew it."

I shake my head, amused. "Give her a second."

And, as if on cue, Wacha peeks her little head out from under the couch. She eyes Taehyung warily.

He notices immediately and freezes, lowering his voice to a whisper. "It's okay, princess. I'll be gentle."

I snort. "Are you seriously flirting with my cat?"

He grins but doesn't take his eyes off Wacha. "Flattery works on pretty girls, noona. I'm just being consistent."

I press a hand over my face.

Lord, give me strength.

After a few more seconds, Wacha hesitates... then inches forward.

Taehyung goes completely still, his eyes wide with hope.

And then just like always, She curls up right against his knee.

Taehyung's breath catches. His entire body melts. He looks up at me, his expression pure joy.

"Noona." His voice is barely a whisper. "God I thought she already forgot about me."

I sigh, shaking my head. "Ofcourse not, just don't startle her next time."

But the way he's looking at Wacha-gentle, patient, so damn soft-makes something warm bloom in my chest.

Taehyung, sensing victory, ever-so-carefully lifts his hand and runs his fingers through Wacha's fur. She lets out a small purr, pressing into his touch.

I cross my arms, pretending I'm not completely endeared. "Are you done seducing my cat?"

Tae finally looks up, his lips curling. "Are you jealous?"

I roll my eyes, ignoring the way my stomach flips when he smirks like that. "Not even a little."

He grins, giving Wacha one last pat before standing up and stretching. "Alright, noona, let's get going. Our palace awaits."

I grab my bag, still trying to calm my ridiculously fast heartbeat.

Pray for me, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi.

As soon as we step into his car, I'm hit with the faintest scent of sandalwood?

I pause. Blink.

He smells... so good. He always has been but this is a new scent. Warm, inviting, sexy-like the kind of scent that lingers even after he's left the room.

OMG this man really is on a mission.

I barely have time to collect myself before he's opening the passenger door for me. "After you, my lady."

I sigh, shaking my head. "You're really committing to this, huh?"

He grins. "Of course."

I slide into the seat, smoothing my dress as he closes the door behind me. He jogs around to the driver's side and slides in beside me, flashing me a playful look.

"Comfy?"

I nod. "Very."

"Good." He starts the car, the engine humming to life. "You trust me, right?"