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 97: Of Blankets, Boxes, and Belonging

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    "It's not simple," Joon hyung said softly. 
    "But it's real." 
    I looked at him. "Does it scare you?" 
    "Yes," he answered honestly. 
    "But it also feels like... the best thing I've ever been part of." 
    I nodded, eyes fixed on the buildings below. 
    "I admire you, hyung. You're always so calm. So... certain." 
    He turned to me then, his voice warmer. 
    "I admire you too, Kook. You love like it's instinct. Fiercely. Without holding back. That takes courage." 
    I flushed, heart thudding a little harder. 
    "You think I'm brave?" 
    "I know you are." 
    Silence again. 
    But it was the kind of silence that buzzed with things left unsaid-beautiful things, tender things, sacred things. 
    "I like being around you," I said, softer now. 
    "Even when you lecture us about recycling or economic policies." 
    Namjoon hyung laughed, head tilted back slightly. "That's because I'm charming when I'm annoying." 
    I grinned. "You really are." 
    After a beat, he tilted his head at me. 
    "Wanna crash with me tonight?" 
    I blinked, surprised-but not uncomfortable. "Can I?" 
    "Of course." 
    We padded into the remaining guest room. 
    
                                
    
                                    Joon hyung slid under the blankets first, and I hesitated before plopping down beside him, tucking myself in like a little kid trying to sneak into his parents' bed after a nightmare
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
    
                                
    
                                  
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    Joon hyung slid under the blankets first, and I hesitated before plopping down beside him, tucking myself in like a little kid trying to sneak into his parents' bed after a nightmare. 
    "You're ridiculous," he said, laughing. 
    His eyes crinkled with warmth as he ruffled my hair again. 
    "But fine. I'll allow it." 
    "Thanks, hyung," I whispered, cheek smooshed into the pillow, already half-asleep. 
    We talked about random things after that-favorite video game characters, who would win in a fight between Jin hyunh and a goose-consensus: goose, and whether Y/N noona would win in arm-wrestling against Tae hyung if given enough snacks as incentive-definitely yes. 
    I felt safe.
    Happy.
    Drifting. 
    Then *ding!* 
    A quiet notification lit up both our phones at the same time.
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