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

Chapter 111: Before the Break Becomes A Ruin

Y/N noona is trembling. And then, her voice-ragged, low.

"You think I'm not scared too?" she whispers.

No one moves.

"You think you're the only one who wants to protect everyone?" she steps closer, her eyes glassy with tears now.

"Did you even stop to think that I'm tired of hiding this love? This bond? Of watching Jin oppa hurt when he can't love us freely? Of living every single day like we're a secret someone else owns?"

Jin hyung is crying now.

"I'm scared too," she says, voice breaking.

"We're all scared. Your fears are ours too. But did you think I proposed this to ruin us?"

Her breath hitches, and then she delivers the blow that cleaves me clean.

"How dare you accuse me of making this project all about me, when it's your fear that's making you blind. You're the one who can't see anymore, Namjoon."

And then-

"You're nothing but a fucking hypocrite."

Kook gasps softly. Jimin stares, wide-eyed and crying. Hobi turns away.

And I feel it.
Like something inside me physically snaps.

She takes a step back.
Tears now spilling freely down her cheeks.

But someone else moves first.
Taehyung.

He wraps his arms around her from behind, pressing his face into her shoulder as he sobs.

"Noona," he whispers, "Please."

She freezes.
Looks around.

At Jin hyung, crumbling under the weight of being at the center of this storm.

At Yoongi hyung, holding himself together by a thread, eyes pleading.

At Jimin, who doesn't even know all of it but somehow knows enough.

At Jungkook, who's crying silently.

At Hobi, who hasn't said a word but is now shaking too.

At me. And I'm already broken.

Tears blur my vision.
I don't fight them.

Because I know.
I pushed too far.

She blinks at me.
Her mouth opens.

"I-I..."

Then she pulls away from Tae's embrace and runs.

Her footsteps thudding up the stairs. Wacha trailing close behind her.

And then-
*SLAM!*

Her door.
Hard.

The silence after is louder than anything else.

Until-My fist hits the wall.

A crack-plaster and paint splitting.

Everyone jumps.
Even Yeontan runs, barking.

And I walk.
Straight down that hall, to my room.

Door slams again, behind me.

And I sink to the floor, pressing the heels of my palms to my eyes.

"What have I done."

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Jin's POV