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

Chapter 80: Love, Laughter & Liquor

In the way Namjoon looks and reacts to each one of us like we are the only thing in the world that matters.

And in the way I look at all of them-knowing that no matter what, I am home.

As the last bites are taken and the plates are cleared, we retreat to the terrace, wrapped in thick blankets, the crisp mountain air nipping at our cheeks.

The outdoor fireplace crackles warmly at the center of our lounge chairs, casting golden light onto the wooden deck.

I sink deeper into my blanket, hands wrapped around a steaming mug of tsokolate batirol, the thick, velvety chocolate coating my tongue with its rich, comforting warmth.

Across from me, Namjoon does the same, exhaling contentedly as he leans back, completely relaxed.

Tae, now curled up between Teddy and Yoongi, takes a dramatic sip of his drink before sighing.

"This," he announces, gesturing vaguely to the stars, the fire, all of us. "This is the good life."

Yoongi chuckles, nudging Tigger so that it's tucked securely under Tae's arm. "No complaints here."

Jin oppa sighs in satisfaction. "I don't think I can move."

"Food coma," Namjoon agrees.

I hum, taking another sip. "At least we have this view."

Silence settles over us, but it's the kind that feels warm, filled with unspoken gratitude.

The fire crackles, the stars twinkle, and for a moment, everything is perfect.

Then-Tae suddenly sits up, eyes gleaming with mischief. "Okay," he declares. "It's time for some drinking games."

Namjoon groans. Jin oppa immediately protests. Yoongi raises a brow, clearly considering it.

And me?
I just smile, because I already know-this night is far from over.

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Snow blankets the world beyond the deck, shimmering under the soft glow of the fairy lights we strung up earlier.

The fire crackles steadily, casting flickering shadows across our faces as we settle into the thick blankets wrapped around us.

The air is crisp, tinged with the lingering scent of roasted lechon and melted candle wax.

And at the center of it all?

Tae, eyes gleaming with mischief, clutching a bottle of Oppa's finest soju like a prize.

"Okay, my loves," he announces, dramatically holding up the bottle as if he's about to present an award.

"It's time for a drinking game."

Jin oppa groans, already rubbing his temples. "Tae-"

"You said it yourself, hyung." Taehyung smirks. "This is our first Christmas together as soulmates. We must celebrate properly."