Stigma Love's Algorithm [ A BTS x Reader Poly ]
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    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 94: All the Evidences Led to Us ⚠️

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    Jungkook smiled. 
    “Yeah. He is. All of them. Did you see how Namjoon-hyung looked at him? Like he was holding the whole sky in his arms.” 
    I laughed, light-headed, breathless. 
    “Don’t even get me started on Kim Seokjin. I’ve never seen anyone make a courtroom his runway and a murder weapon at the same time.” 
    Jungkook cackled. 
    “And Yoongi-hyung… man. The way he just exists. It’s quiet but intense. I haven’t even met him and I think I’m already flustered.” 
    I nodded, grinning. 
    “You and me both. I’ve only seen them from afar… but I felt it. That pull. That warmth. That knowing.” 
    “Same,” he whispered, his thumb brushing the side of my hand. “And Y/N noona…” 
    His voice softened. 
    “She saw you.” 
    My chest tightened, emotion rising. 
    “She did. She… she felt me.” 
    “She will love you,” he said. 
    “I already know it.” 
    I squeezed his hand. 
    “And I’ll love her. All of them.” 
    We made it to the high-rise, laughter still lingering in our throats. The warmth of what was coming kept the chill from settling too deep. 
    The elevator doors closed behind us, soft music humming low. 
    I turned to him and leaned into his chest. “You really knew, huh?” 
    Kook grinned and pressed a kiss to my forehead. 
    “From the moment I understood what that pull meant—I knew.” 
    I giggled, resting my chin on his chest, his arms around my waist. 
    Then he pulled me tighter, peppering kisses across my cheeks, my nose, my lips, his voice teasing between every kiss. 
    “So what’s the next step, hyung? Huh? Huh? Huh?” 
    I laughed, full and giddy. 
    “Maybe I should activate my profile…” 
    His eyes lit up. 
    “Are you serious?! You’re gonna do it?! Hyung!!” 
    he screamed, jumping in place. 
    I nearly doubled over laughing. 
    “Yes! Calm down, baby!” 
    “Do it! Do it! Do it!” he chanted, bouncing as we reached our floor. 
    The second we stepped inside our apartment, he was dragging me to the couch like a child at Christmas. 
    
                                
    
                                     
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
    
                                
    
                                  
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