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

Chapter 78: Breathless Confessions

The way his body curves into me, like it belongs against mine, like it's always belonged here.

Jin hyung tastes like wine and warmth, like the past and the future colliding all at once.

He tastes like home.

A low sound escapes him-a mix of a sigh and a moan-and it sends fire straight through my veins.

I swallow it down, pressing forward until he's leaning back into the couch, his body yielding under mine, his grip in my hair tightening.

I don't know how long we stay like that, lost in each other, in the slow, deliberate push and pull of our lips.

But eventually, we break apart, gasping softly, foreheads resting together.

Our breaths mingle, heavy and uneven, and my hands remain on his face, thumbs brushing lightly over his flushed skin.

Jin hyung's eyes flutter open, dark and dazed, and the way he looks at me-like I've just rewritten the course of his universe-nearly knocks the breath out of my lungs.

"Yoongi...baby..." His voice is barely a whisper, his fingers still tangled in my hair.

I tighten my hold on him, my heart pounding so hard I swear he can hear it.

"This," I murmur, voice rough, thick with something I don't bother to name.

"This was always going to happen."

Jin hyung blinks, his lips parting slightly.

"This," I repeat, brushing my nose against his, savoring the way he shivers at the contact.

"You. Me. Us. It was always supposed to be this way."

His breath stutters, his hands sliding down to grip my shoulders.

I lean in, brushing another kiss against his lips-softer this time, but no less intense.

"And I'm never letting you go."

Jin hyung exhales sharply, something breaking in his gaze-something raw, open, vulnerable.

Then he pulls me on his lap, my body straddling him, feeling his body beneath mine, crushing our lips together again, his answer sealed between our breaths, our mouths, our hearts.

Our bodies pressed together, hearts hammering in sync, like we've been running toward this moment our entire lives.

My legs settle perfectly on either side of his thick, sturdy thighs, and it feels like I belong here. Like I've always belonged here.

Jin hyung's hands slide over my waist, warm and sure, fingers gripping the fabric of my sweater like he's afraid I might disappear.

His touch is everywhere-spreading fire under my skin, pulling me deeper into something I don't want to escape.

The air between us is thick, charged with something unspoken yet utterly undeniable.

Then-

*Bzzzt.* *Bzzzt.*

Our phones vibrate loudly against the couch, the vibration cutting through the quiet hum of the cabin.

I know exactly what it is.

Hyung's breathless laugh ghosts over my lips, his head tilting slightly toward the buzzing phone.

His eyes flicker with amusement, his chest still heaving from our last kiss.

"You think that's-"

"Oh we know that's-"

But neither of us move.
Neither of us reach for our phones.