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

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    Chapter 83: Obedience and Desire 🔥

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    "You three are insufferable." 
    Yoongi barely had time to process what was happening before Namjoon was dragging him away, his long strides eating up the staircase like a man on a mission. 
    "Where are you taking him?" 
    Jin oppa called out, laughing. 
    "Away." 
    Yoongi, still red-faced, tried to resist, but Namjoon was relentless. 
    "Joon—seriously, we can't just—" 
    A door slammed. 
    Silence. 
    The three of us just sat there. 
    Jin oppa lets out a low whistle. 
    "Well. That escalated quickly." 
    Tae casually speared a piece of meat with his chopsticks, chewing thoughtfully. 
    "They’re definitely making out right now." 
    Jin oppa snorts. 
    "Making out? More like tearing each other apart." 
    "Trust me, Joon’s a beast," 
    Oppa continued, shaking his head. 
    "I don’t think Yoongi’s gonna be able to join us snowboarding later." 
    Tae cackled. 
    "Oh yeah. That man’s done for." 
    "I’ve seen firsthand how relentless Joon-hyung is," 
    Tae added, eyes glinting with mischief. 
    "Right, hyung?" He turned to Jin oppa with a smirk, waggling his brows. 
    Jin oppa immediately swatted him, his face going bright red. 
    "YAH! Don’t tease your hyung!" 
    "I just did," Tae shot back, grinning. 
    I hummed, tapping a finger against my chin. 
    "I should probably prepare some ointments for Yoongi." 
    Jin oppa snorted. 
    "Ointments? Oh, Aein, my sweet Aein, he’s gonna need a wheelchair." 
    I laughed, shaking my head. 
    "Thank God it’s finally happening," 
    I quipped, raising my glass. 
    Tae lifted his own. 
    "Good for them." 
    "Seriously." Jin oppa quips as he raises his. 
    "And if this still isn’t enough to make them—" Tae adds, grinning. 
    "We’re not helping them next time," 
    Oppa cuts in, raising a brow. 
    "Absolutely not," I agreed. 
    With that, we clinked our glasses together, sealing the deal. 
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    Yoongi’s POV 
    The door slams shut with a resounding thud. 
    The sound barely registers before I’m shoved back—hard—my spine hitting the solid wood with enough force to steal my breath. 
    
                                
    
                                     
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
    
                                
    
                                  
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