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

Chapter 85: Need like Prayer 🔥

"What if he saw our profiles and didn't like us?"

Y/N noona asked suddenly, voice hesitant.

Jin hyung snorted.

"Ridiculous. We're all gorgeous."

That earned a few chuckles, the tension in the room easing just slightly.

Y/N noona rolled her eyes but smiled softly, snuggling closer to Jin-hyung's side.

He draped an arm around her shoulders, pressing a casual kiss to the top of her head.

"Maybe he just needs time,"

Namjoon-hyung said.

"Finding out you have multiple soulmates is... a lot. He's probably still trying to wrap his head around it."

"Exactly," Jin-hyung agreed, his fingers lazily threading through Y/N's hair.

"Think about it-one second, you're just living your life, and the next, you've got five soulmates waiting for you. It's overwhelming."

I swallowed hard, staring at my hands.

"But what if he thinks we don't care?"

My voice was quieter now, raw in a way I wasn't sure I could hide.

"What if he feels alone?"

Yoongi hyung sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.

"You think we haven't thought of that, Jagiya? We're worried too. But if we push, we risk making it worse."

A sharp breath left me, frustration curling tight in my stomach.

"So what? We just wait?"

"Yes," Jin hyung said firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument.

"We wait."

I clenched my jaw, feeling something inside me coil uncomfortably.

They didn't get it.

They hadn't spent their childhood trapped in someone else's house, feeling like an afterthought.

They hadn't spent years wondering if they were wanted at all.

I had.

And the thought of Jungkook feeling like that-of him sitting alone, staring at these messages, afraid to answer, afraid that he was already too late-made my skin crawl.

But I wasn't alone anymore.

I had them.

I had Jin-hyung, always warm, always steady.

I had Namjoon-hyung, who thought everything through but always led with kindness.

I had Yoongi-hyung, quiet but constant.

I had Y/N, full of warmth and understanding.

And Jungkook...

Jungkook would have us too.

Eventually.

Even if I hated the waiting, even if it made me restless and frustrated and a little bit afraid-

I wasn't going to be the one to break the promise we'd made.

Even if it hurt.

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New Year's Eve.

The golden hour had just dipped below the skyline, painting the windows of Jin-hyung's penthouse in syrupy gold and lavender.