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

Chapter 97: Of Blankets, Boxes, and Belonging

"Now I'll just be rich and unbearable."

Jin oppa sipped his glittered cocktail and muttered, "I'm going to sue him for emotional damages."

"I just want a beach house in Busan," Jungkook sighed, lounging on the couch dramatically, his shirt slightly riding up.

"You mean a love nest," Hobi teased, flopping down beside him.

"Oh? With whom?" Joon asked, voice casual-but so not casual.

Jungkook just smiled into his drink.

Later, we sprawled out in the living room, wrapped in soft lighting and gentle music.

The floor was a patchwork of pillows and limbs. Wacha curled into my side. Yeontan nuzzled into Taehyung's chest, who had declared the pillow fort his 'emotional sanctuary.'

Yoongi had ended up beside Hobi again, their pinkies touching sometimes like a secret.

Jin oppa claimed the longest cushion and draped his legs across whoever let him, while telling stories about court trials that somehow ended with everyone laughing.

Jungkook and I curled up under a fluffy blanket on the couch. My head rested against his chest, his fingers lazily tracing shapes on my arm.

"You're beautiful when you laugh," he whispered, lips brushing my hair.

"You're dangerous when you whisper," I whispered back, looking up at him.

He grinned. "Good. I want to be a little dangerous with you."

And then Hobi leaned over from behind the couch and kissed my temple, his lips warm with laughter.

"And I want to be your favorite risk."

Time folded in.
Blankets replaced formalities.

Jin oppa fell asleep midway through a dramatic monologue about tort law.

Yoongi 'accidentally' let his head rest on Hobi's shoulder. Joon read poetry from his phone, his voice steady and rich, until Jungkook dozed off against him.

Tae slumped next to me with one arm draped over my legs, Yeontan safe and snoring beside him. Wacha purred under my hand.

The lights dimmed.
The windows glowed.

And in that warm, golden apartment, laughter echoing faintly, limbs tangled with love, I felt it-

Not just the connection.
Not just the LoveMap's glowing confirmation.

But us.
Real. Unfolding. Infinite.

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Jungkook's POV

I blinked awake. Midnight, maybe.