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

Chapter 68: Clay-Stained Kisses

Namjoon's POV

I still can't believe this is real. Getting Jin back was a dream I never even allowed myself to fully imagine-too fragile, too far away.

And yet, here we are, back in each other's arms like no time has passed. Still ridiculous, still maddeningly in love. Still us.

But what I never could have predicted is this-we have more soulmates. Not just one, but three.

Y/N, Yoongi, and Taehyung. Even saying their names feels surreal.

For months, I've watched them.

Observed the unspoken language between them, the easy way they orbit each other-effortless, magnetic, like gravity itself bends to their connection.

The way they love... it's staggering.

It's beautiful.
It's terrifying.
It's everything.

And now, I get a moment alone with one of them.

Taehyung.

A knowing smile plays on my face as I tug on a light gray tee, its softness a quiet comfort. I slip into my khaki overalls, the sturdy fabric worn just enough to feel like home. The straps rest snugly on my shoulders, the weight both casual and sure.

Rolled cuffs. Favorite sneakers. Simple, comfortable-like armor disguised as casual. Ready for whatever Taehyung has up his sleeve.

Because, if there's one thing I know about Taehyung, it's that he's unpredictable.

My phone vibrates on my nightstand.

Taehyung (Private to Namjoon)
JOOOOONIE hyung 🥰💋💘💫✨

Taehyung (Private to Namjoon)
I'm downstairs. With my bike. 😏🔥

Taehyung (Private to Namjoon)
Hurry up, babe, before I ride away dramatically and leave you longing for me.

I huff out a laugh, shaking my head as I grab my phone.

Namjoon (Private to Taehyung)
Dramatic? You? Never.

Namjoon (Private to Taehyung)
I'll be down in five. Don't run over any innocent pedestrians.

Taehyung (Private to Namjoon)
No promises. 😌💕

I chuckle as I set my phone down.
God, he's cute.

Grabbing my helmet off the hook by the door, I sling it over my arm and head out.

The private bike storage is tucked beneath my apartment complex, making it easy to wheel my ride down to the sidewalk.

The moment I step outside, instinct has my eyes scanning the street, searching for...

Oh.
Oh, hell.

There he is.

Taehyung leans casually against his bike, one foot planted on the pavement, the other balanced on a pedal like he has all the time in the world.