|| 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...
He draped himself across a leather bench and sighed dreamily.
"I was made for this life."
Namjoon, being Namjoon, went for practicality first-an olive-green parka, black gloves, and a thick wool scarf.
He looked effortlessly handsome, but Tae took one look at him and scoffed.
"Boring," he announced, dragging Joon back behind the curtain.
I laughed as Namjoon let himself be manhandled without resistance, shaking his head in amusement.
When he re-emerged, I nearly forgot how to breathe.
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He was wearing a long, luxurious gray-colored coat, gray suit, paired with sleek black boots.
The colors complemented his warm skin tone perfectly, making him look like he had just stepped out of a high-end winter catalog.
"Wow," I muttered before I could stop myself.
Joon looked up at me, his lips curving slightly. "Too much?"
Tae, standing beside him, smirked knowingly.
"Nope. You look hot hyung. Look at Noona, she's staring at you like she's undressing you right now."
I shot Taehyung a glare, but he just wiggled his eyebrows.
And then it was my turn.
I picked out a stunning, cream-colored wool coat with a faux-fur collar. It fit like it had been made for me, cinching perfectly at the waist. I added a matching knit beret and gloves, completing the look.
When I stepped out, Joon's expression shifted.
He blinked, his gaze sweeping over me, before he let out a soft, appreciative hum.
"You look... beautiful."
Heat crept up my neck. "Thanks, Joonie."
Tae, ever the instigator, clapped his hands together. "Okay, now the two of you need a couple's photo. For science."
Joon chuckled, but before he could react, Tae grabbed his scarf and wrapped it loosely around my neck as well, pulling us closer.
"There," he said smugly. "Now you're matching."
Namjoon's breath was warm against my cheek. We were close-so close that I could see the faint pink dusting his skin from the cold, or maybe something else entirely.
I met his gaze, and for a second, the world shrank to just us.
"Perfect," Taehyung murmured, snapping a picture on his phone.
Namjoon didn't move right away.
His eyes lingered on mine, his lips parting slightly like he wanted to say something-but before he could, Tae threw an arm around both of us and declared, "Alright, now we try on hats!"
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