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

Chapter 99: Of Roots and Rooms 🔥

"You'll make it perfect."

He hesitated. "I don't want to just visit anymore. I want to come home to this."

I didn't answer right away. Just slid my fingers into his and squeezed.

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Saturday

Sunlight, laughter, chlorine.

The pool deck buzzed with life.

Hobi lay beside me on a towel, head turned toward the sky. Tae practiced diving while Jin oppa grilled burgers like a pro. Joon read from a thick book he refused to put down even when Tae splashed him.

Yoongi sat beneath an umbrella, guitar in hand. His strumming blended into the day like a soundtrack.

Eventually, Hobi sat up and joined him, their voices harmonizing so perfectly I forgot how to breathe for a second.

As the sun dipped, I found them again-Hobi and Yoongi on a bench by the garden.

Their fingers tangled. They didn't speak.
Just shared silence.

Yoongi leaned in like he might kiss him, but didn't. Not yet. And Hobi looked at him like he didn't mind waiting.

In the studio later, Tae painted on Joon's palm. Jin oppa sketched hearts onto Tae's skin.

Then Joon pulled them both in and kissed them like he couldn't believe they were real.

That's the thing about love like theirs. It's always on fire. But it never burns out.

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Sunday

The house exhaled with us.

We moved slow. Lingered longer. I danced in the kitchen with Jungkook, feet bare, music low. He stole whipped cream from the bowl. I didn't scold him.

Jin oppa and Joon curled together on the sunken couch. Tae dozed beside them with a brush still smudged with paint.

Yoongi scrolled through his camera roll. Hobi laid across his lap, one hand wrapped around Yoongi's wrist like an anchor.

The pets slept tangled together on the rug.

And when sunset came, I stood on the balcony.