|| 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...
he said with a mock toast, raising his glass to me.
"And by beauty, I mean all of us. God really went off."
"Preach," I said, clinking my glass to his.
"Especially with you all shirtless. Honestly, it's offensive."
I leaned back against Tae's chest and let my eyes rake over the glorious, sculpted chaos of my soulmates.
Joon with his thick thighs and V-line like an architectural marvel, droplets clinging to his abs like they were lucky.
Tae's broad shoulders, tattooed and glorious, skin dewy and warm beneath the water.
And then-Yoongi.
God help me.
He wasn't in the pool-he hates them.
Said he didn't trust "bottomless blue squares."
But he was lounging poolside in low-slung black swim shorts and a silk robe he never fully tied, sipping champagne like a jaded villain in a K-drama.
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His long legs stretched out, one hand tucked behind his head, the other lazily stroking Jin Oppa's thigh.
Ah, Jin oppa. My poor, pretty angel of a man, wrapped in the most delicious soreness and bliss.
He sat beside Yoongi, in his own black swim shorts, eyes half-lidded with indulgence, leaning back against the pillows Yoongi arranged behind him like the world's most doting dom.
He hadn't swum either-Yoongi had seen to that.
"Can't even look at water without clenching,"
Oppa muttered, voice muffled in Yoongi's shoulder.
Yoongi smirked, sipping champagne without looking at him.
"Was it too much for you, hyung?"
he said innocently, but the smugness could be tasted in the air like the salt on his skin.
"Too much? You were evil,"
Oppa hissed, cheeks blooming pink.
"I still can't walk properly."
"You're welcome," Yoongi purred, eyes locking with mine across the space with that satisfied, predator energy he wore so well.
I groaned dramatically and threw a splash of water his way.
"You two are such menaces," I said, but it came out more like admiration than complaint.
Yoongi gave me a wink. "I aim to please."
I swam closer to the edge and hooked my elbows over the side. Jin oppa leaned toward me with a sleepy smile, and I kissed him-soft and slow, tasting champagne and the moan he let slip into my mouth. His fingers brushed my cheek.
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