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

Chapter 80: Love, Laughter & Liquor

"HYUNG?" Tae screeches, looking personally betrayed.

Yoongi chokes on his drink, while Namjoon and I actually fall backward laughing.

Jin oppaburies his face in his hands.

"I regret everything."

Tae is nearly vibrating with excitement.

"That's the hottest thing I've ever heard. What case were you-"

"Nope." Jin oppa waves a hand, already reaching for more alcohol.

"I'm done. Over. Moving on."

Namjoon, still wheezing, raises a hand.

"Wait, wait. Who else drank?"

Silence.

Then, slowly, all eyes turn to Yoongi.

Who just... smirks. And takes a slow, deliberate sip.

But before the chaos even begins-
I lift my glass. And take a drink.

Dead. Silence.

Then?
Absolute pandemonium.

Jin oppa chokes on his drink, coughing violently. Namjoon freezes, glass hovering midair.

Tae screeches, clutching my arm like he's discovered the meaning of life.

"OH MY GOD!!!" Tae shrieks, shaking me. "YOU TOO?! WHEN?! WHERE?! HOW?!"

Oppa slams a hand on the table.
"Min Yoongi!" His voice is scandalized, offended, like he's just been personally betrayed.

"Damn you are so unhinged-"

Joon leans in, eyes narrowed, like he's about to conduct a full interrogation.

"Wait. Wait. Was this recent?"

Yoongi, utterly unbothered, just swirls his drink. "Depends on your definition of recent."

Tae's eyes light up. "NO. NO. DON'T TELL ME-"

His mouth falls open. "Your office?"

Jin oppa looks personally offended.

"Damn and I thought I was bad."

Yoongi, still completely unrepentant, just lifts a lazy shoulder.

"I thoroughly enjoyed that day." he says as he winks at me.

Tae gasps so hard he nearly falls off his chair. "OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. WAS SOMEONE-"

He grabs my arm, eyes wild.

"Did someone knock?!"

Yoongi takes a sip. I take a sip.

Tae screams.

Jin grabs the bottle and drinks straight from it. "That's so fucking hot."

Namjoon, looking entirely too intrigued, presses a fist to his mouth.

"You guys are so lucky I respect Yoongi Hyung too much to ask for details."

Tae, zero shame, waves a hand.

"I don't. Spill."

I just smirk, leaning back against Yoongi.

"A lady never tells."

Yoongi hums, low and pleased.

"And neither do I."

But then, Tae, the devil himself, gasps again, pointing between us. "Wait."