|| 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...
Controllers in hand. Snacks scattered across every surface. Monitors glowed with the promise of digital violence.
"Ready to get destroyed?" Kook smirked.
I grinned back. "You sure you can focus, baby?"
Tae choked on his drink.
The match began.
I leaned in behind Jungkook, whispering play-by-plays into his ear, breath brushing his jaw.
"Left. No, left-left. Your other left."
He panicked. Ran into a wall. Three times.
Tae cackled. "Bro."
Kook shoved my shoulder. "Jiminie hyung, stop distracting me."
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Tae threw a chip at my head. "Your avatar looks good when it dies, Jimin. Very... cinematic."
I turned to him slowly. "Jimin," he warned, voice shaky.
"Yes, love?"
He turned crimson.
"I can't function like this!" Jungkook groaned.
Final score: me.
Kook and Tae declared vengeance.
I declared myself Supreme Soulmate of Distraction.
Even Wacha, now asleep in a laundry basket, flicked her tail in approval.
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Jin's POV
The kitchen was a mess.
Not the catastrophic kind, but the soft domestic disaster of two people trying to bake bread and only one of them actually following the recipe.
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The sunlight poured through the big windows, the kind of golden hue that made even the chaos feel like it belonged in a home magazine titled Serenity Through Sourdough.
I stood at the counter, sleeves rolled up, fingers deep in flour, carefully measuring the yeast.
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