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

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|| BTS x Reader Poly Soulmates || In a world where soulmates are confirmed with algorithms, can human connection still thrive? It's 2025, the LoveMap App promises to revolutionize how we find love. Based on intricate data, emotional intelligence, a...

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Chapter 68: Clay-Stained Kisses

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by Dandrie31

"I'd find you in every lifetime."

Taehyung exhales, his eyes fluttering shut for just a second before they open again, filled with something that makes my chest ache.

"Joon hyung," he breathes, barely audible.
I lift a hand, gently tracing my fingers along his jaw, my thumb brushing the curve of his cheek.

"I mean it," I murmur. "No matter what world, no matter what life-I'd find you. Again and again."

His lips tremble into a soft, disbelieving smile, his hands coming up to clutch at my hoodie like he needs to hold onto something real.

And then-
He laughs.

Soft, breathless, beautiful.
And God, I love him.

I love him.

We find a quiet corner of the museum, away from the soft murmur of other visitors, and sink onto a cushioned bench, still holding onto each other like we're afraid to let go.

Taehyung exhales slowly, playing with my fingers as he speaks. "You know... I never thought I'd have this."

I glance down at him. "Have what?"

He tilts his head, resting his cheek against my shoulder. "Soulmates."

I squeeze his hand. "You never thought you'd find yours?"

He shakes his head. "I never thought I'd deserve mine."

My heart clenches.
"Tae-"

He smiles, a little sad, a little soft.

"But then you all came into my life. You. Yoongi-hyung. Noona. Jin-hyung." He pauses, his fingers tightening around mine. "And I started thinking... maybe the universe didn't forget me after all."

I swallow thickly.

Because fuck, if that doesn't shatter me into a million pieces.

I shift, turning toward him fully, lifting a hand to tuck a stray curl behind his ear.

"Tae," I murmur. "You always deserved love. You always deserved us."

His breath stumbles.

And then, softly-
"I'm so glad you stayed."

I blink. "What?"

He inhales deeply, his gaze locked onto mine. "During my case. When everything was falling apart-when I was falling apart-you stayed."

I feel something sharp lodge itself in my throat.

"Tae," I start, but he shakes his head.

"No, let me say this," he whispers, his fingers curling around my hoodie.

"I was scared, hyung. I was so fucking scared. I thought-maybe if I just disappeared, maybe if I just ran-no one would have to carry me anymore."

I squeeze his hands, holding onto him like he's everything.