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 70: Held, Taken, Worshipped 🔥

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by Dandrie31

My thumb traces his bottom lip. "Or are you finally ready to see what happens when I play back?"

Taehyung blinks slowly.
Then-he smiles.

And before I can react-he leans in and presses a kiss to my nose.

I freeze.

He pulls back, utterly smug.

"Goodnight, hyung," he whispers, then opens the door, stepping out like nothing happened.

I sit there, stunned, as he disappears into his building.

And then-

"Fuck!!"
I roll my tongue into a curse, grip the steering wheel, and suffer.

That brat.
This wasn't a game.
This was war.

And Kim Taehyung?
He just won.

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I barely make it through the door of y/n's apartment before my hands are on her.

The second Y/N lets me in, something inside me snaps-I don't even wait.

I crash into her, my mouth slanting over hers with a hunger that's been simmering under my skin all night.

Her lips part in surprise, but she catches on quickly, kissing me back with just as much fire.

I groan into her mouth, gripping her waist so tight I know she'll feel it later. My other hand fists in her hair, tugging just enough to make her gasp.

Fuck, I need this-I need her.

She pulls back just slightly, her lips curved in amusement. "Rough date?"

I exhale sharply, pressing her against the nearest wall, my lips dragging down the column of her throat. My teeth scrape over her pulse point, making her shudder beneath me.

"Taehyung," I growl against her skin, "has been driving me insane all night. For weeks."

She laughs, breathless, her fingers curling into the front of my shirt. "And now you're taking it out on me, again?"

I lift my head, catching the teasing glint in her eyes. I smirk, my grip on her tightening.

"You like it."

She doesn't deny it. Instead, she yanks me back in, her mouth crashing into mine with just as much force as I kissed her with.

Fuck. My head spins as our tongues tangle, her lips soft but demanding, her body molding against mine like she belongs there.

She does.
My jacket slips off my shoulders as her hands push it away, fingers sliding under my shirt, nails raking lightly over my skin.

I groan, pressing her further into the wall, my hands roaming, memorizing every curve of her body.