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

Chapter 94: All the Evidences Led to Us ⚠️

⚠️Content Warning: This story contains themes of abuse, trauma, manipulation, and distress. Reader discretion is advised.

Another hour had already passed—sixty relentless minutes of testimonies, grainy forensic photos, whispered objections, and failed rebuttals from a defense that was quickly unraveling.

Every witness the prosecution called had chipped away at the mask Mr. and Mrs. Choi had worn for years, revealing the cruelty beneath with surgical precision.

The jury had seen bruises. Heard recordings. Watched as a forensic accountant laid bare the trail of stolen money like breadcrumbs leading straight to greed.

The room had grown colder with every revelation. Heavier. As if the walls themselves were holding their breath.

And just when it felt like nothing more could be said—

When the truth had already gutted every soul in that courtroom—

Jin oppa rose from his seat.

The courtroom had already seen and heard everything.

Every wound.
Every stolen dollar.
Every act of cruelty etched into the shadows of Taehyung’s past.

But no one—not Tae, not even Mr. Choi himself—was prepared for what came next.

Jin oppa adjusted his jacket, calm and composed, but I could see the emotion flickering behind his eyes—the same emotion he carried every time he looked at Taehyung like the world wasn’t big enough to hold all the love he had for him.

That’s how all of us looked at Tae.
Because he was ours.
And we were his.

“Your Honor,” Oppa said, voice clear and firm,

“the prosecution has one last witness.”

A beat of silence fell. Heavy. Waiting.

Jin oppa turned toward the doors.

“We call Mr. Choi Hyunwoo to the stand.”

I heard Namjoon’s breath catch quietly beside me. Yoongi shifted slightly, tense. My hand, already looped tightly with Tae’s, tightened. He wasn’t breathing.

Then—The doors opened.
And a man stepped in.

Tall. Sharp-eyed. Familiar.

Not the kind of familiar that brings comfort.
The kind that shakes something loose in your bones.

Gasps rippled through the room.

Mr. Choi’s face contorted, twisted in shock.

Mrs. Choi looked like all the air had been sucked from her lungs.

But the most shattered expression in the room?

Taehyung’s.

His entire body locked up.
He jerked like the air had just turned to ice.