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

Chapter 102: Choreographed by Fate

"Put me down, you overgrown puppy!"

Jungkook puts Hobi down gently, then barrels straight into me with open arms and zero hesitation.

"Hyung, thank you. You finally made a move! I was emotionally wrecked waiting!"

"You were wrecked?" I blink.

"Emotionally," he mutters, hugging me like a kid and pressing his face to my chest.

"I was rooting for you. Like, aggressively."

I chuckle and press a kiss to his forehead. "Thanks, Kook. Means a lot."

His cheeks flare red, and he grins like a little boy who just got praised by his favorite teacher.

Y/N is next. She all but jumps into my arms, wraps her arms around my neck, and plants a kiss on my lips that's full of laughter and pride.

"I am SO proud of you," she whispers.

"Still think I have no game?" I tease, nipping her lower lip.

"I never said that!" she screeches, scandalized.

"All I meant was that you make a move already!"

Then she turns to Hobi like she's holding a press conference. "Isn't he an amazing kisser?!"

Hobi clutches her hands dramatically. "SO AMAZING. Like, sinfully good."

They squeal like schoolgirls while Joon strolls past and kisses Hobi's temple with a soft smile.

"Congrats, baby," he murmurs. "You deserve it."

Hobi melts into Joon with a goofy grin, as he grabs one of the takeout bags from him.

I kiss Y/N again, slower this time, before leaning into Joon and giving him the same.

It's soft. Familiar. Right.

The kind of moment that grounds you even when you're floating.

Under the porch light, the laughter doesn't stop.

"I wish Jin oppa was here," Y/N says wistfully.

"He would explode," Jungkook laughs.

"We just called him," I say. "He screamed. It was great."

As we carry the food toward the front door, Jungkook glances toward the windows.

His voice lowers a little.

"Hey... has anyone checked on Taehyung hyung?"

We all still.

My chest tugs. "Not really tonight. Gave him space."

"He's been in a slump at work for days now," Joon sighs. "You know how he gets."

"The last time we tried to cheer him up, he threatened to scream at the top of his lungs and throw us all in the recycling bin,"

Y/N says.

Hobi wheezes. "HE SAID THAT?!"

Jungkook almost drops the food. "Why does that sound like the most Tae thing ever?!"

"I know we're all worried about him but we figured he doesn't want us acting all parenty," I smirk. "Little sensitive brat."

We're still chuckling as we push open the front door-And immediately, Wacha and Yeontan are sprinting toward us.

Wacha makes her usual nonchalant strut before flopping on her side like she's been inconvenienced by our existence.

Yeontan, meanwhile, does joyful circles around everyone, barking twice before running toward the kitchen.