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 99: Of Roots and Rooms 🔥

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    We stood on the front path for a long moment, gazing back at the house that was still lit up like a heartbeat in the dark. 
    "I don't wanna leave," he whispered. 
    My throat tightened. "Feels like we're leaving home... not going home." 
    He nodded, eyes glossy but smiling. "Someday, right?" 
    "Yeah," I said, voice thick with promise. 
    "Someday soon." 
    And with one last look, we turned toward the car. The house stood behind us like a beacon, waiting. 
    And inside, a love we'd only just begun to let ourselves imagine. 
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    Y/N's POV 
    If the first day in the house felt like magic, then the days that followed unfolded like a dream that refused to end-soft around the edges, rich in laughter and warmth, stitched together by shared meals, lingering touches, and conversations that drifted long into the night. 
    We hadn't even finished unpacking. 
    Half the shelves were still bare. 
    There were boxes in corners like unopened love letters. But somehow, life had already taken root-curling into the corners of every room, blooming in the places where sunlight hit the floor just right. 
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    Monday Night 
    The air hummed with music. 
    Yoongi was in the studio-lost to the world, hunched over his keyboard, brow furrowed in concentration. 
    
                                
    
                                    You could almost see the melody threading through his fingertips
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
    
                                
    
                                  
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    You could almost see the melody threading through his fingertips. 
    The door creaked open and Hobi peeked in. 
    At first, it seemed like he'd just say hi and leave. But he stepped in further, drawn like a tide. 
    Yoongi didn't look up, just nudged a stool with his foot, eyes still closed. 
    "You wanna mess around with the drum pad?" 
    There was a beat of silence, then Hobi's quiet chuckle. "Yeah... yeah, I'd like that." 
    From the hallway, I paused and looked in. Their shoulders nearly touched. 
    Hobi's head tilted as Yoongi murmured something only he could hear. 
    Their laughter floated out like a secret. Their energy was subtle, gravitational. 
    Something tender simmering in the stillness between them. 
    No kisses. No declarations.
    Just nearness that said everything. 
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    Tuesday 
    The kitchen was chaos. Beautiful chaos.
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