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

Chapter 79: Interrupted Kisses & Unfinished Business

After finishing our "fashion show," we wandered over to the ski equipment section.

Taehyung immediately grabbed a pair of goggles and shoved them onto Namjoon's face.

"Look at you! You're a snowboarder now."

Namjoon adjusted them and deadpanned, "I look ridiculous."

I giggled. "No, you look adorable."

Taehyung grinned. "See? Noona agrees. That means you're keeping them."

Joon rolled his eyes but didn't take them off.

Meanwhile, I was testing out a pair of sleek, white gloves when I suddenly felt a weight settle onto my head.

I turned to see Joon adjusting a fluffy, pom-pom beanie on me.

"There," he murmured, his fingers lingering at the sides of my face for a beat too long.

"Now you're ready for the snow."

My heart flipped.

Tae, of course, took the moment to dramatically clutch his chest. "Oh my god. You guys are so in love."

I laughed at his dramatics "That's rich coming from you, cub"

Namjoon just smiled softly.

"Can't deny that."

I whipped around to look at him, but he had already turned away, casually inspecting a snowboard.

I stared after him, warmth blooming in my chest.

Taehyung nudged me playfully. "He is so down bad. You are so getting layed tonight, noona"

I giggled at Tae "You are impossible."

By the time we left the store, we were all bundled up in our new winter gear,

Taehyung leading the charge through the softly falling snow.

Namjoon walked beside me, our hands intertwined.

"Today was fun," he murmured.

I glanced up at him, my breath visible in the cold. "Yeah. It really was."

He smiled, his dimples appearing. "The little menace wants to check out the ice rink."

I felt my heart melt as I glance at Tae beaming with excitement

"Race you both!"

Namjoon laughs as I let go of his hand and sprinted passing a shocked Taehyung.

"Joonie hyung! here!" passing the bags of clothes to a still chuckling Joon.

"Just wait til I catch you!" Tae screams at me as I giggled.

And with that, we ran towards the ice rink, the snow falling softly around us, laughter trailing in our wake.

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The cold bit at my cheeks, but I barely noticed it. The rink was alive with laughter, the soft glow of the sunset casting a golden hue over the ice.