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

Chapter 76: Lines, Crossed & Unspoken 🔥

My cheeks still feel warm at the memory.

I don't know what's more insane.

The fact that we reached both the Romantic and Passionate Connection Phases in one night, or the fact that it somehow wasn't enough.

Oppa's hand is warm on the small of my back as we step into the kitchen. His fingers trace slow, absentminded patterns against my sweater-one of his, oversized and smelling like him.

I even had to change my soaked underwear to clean, fresh, dry new ones, it's remnants discarded into the hamper.

His touch sends tiny shivers down my spine. It's ridiculous that I still feel like this even after-

I shake the thought away.

Focus.
Food.
Survival.

The moment we enter the dining area, three pairs of eyes immediately snap to us.

Yoongi, Namjoon, and Taehyung sit at the table, already halfway through their post-dinner drinks.

The empty pot of kimchi jjigae sits in the middle, practically licked clean.

Our portion already separated and ready for us to dig in.

Yoongi's gaze is slow and assessing as he leans back in his chair.

Taehyung? He grins-shit-eating, unapologetic, utterly smug.

Namjoon? Namjoon looks too pleased with himself.

I narrow my eyes.

"...Why are you looking at us like that?"

Jin oppa groans, already knowing.

The first to speak? Taehyung, of course.

"So..." He clasps his hands together.

"Both Romantic and Passionate in one night? Damn, Noona. You're as bad as me."

Jin oppa sputters.
I choke on air.
Yoongi grins over his glass.

Namjoon raises a brow, casually sipping his tea.

"You're not wrong. Tae did level up all his connections in two weeks."

Yoongi hums, setting his glass down with a lazy smirk.

"Honestly? I thought it would take longer."

Oppa snaps his head toward him.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Yoongi just shrugs.

"Just saying. You've been pining for how long?"

Jin oppa glares.
I turn red.
Taehyung snorts.

Namjoon leans forward, his dimpled smile practically radiating mischief.

"I think the real question is, why does it keep happening to you?"

Jin oppa groans, dragging a hand down his face.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY."

"Oh, it's funny," Yoongi says, grinning.
I blink, confused for a second-then it hits me.

Oh. OH.

They're not just talking about tonight.

They're talking about-the night before the trip and yesterday night.

The moment of realization dawns on oppa too-his entire face contorts in sheer suffering.

"I swear to GOD-" He snaps, gesturing wildly. "THREE NIGHTS IN A FUCKING ROW."