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 114: Emotional Floor Plans & Chaotic Bonds

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    Jimin tilts his head, brows slightly furrowed, lips parted in quiet surprise. 
    He looks like he's searching for something in our faces - something unspoken. 
    Kookie reaches into his hoodie pocket.
    I do the same. 
    And together - with the kind of synchronized flourish only two idiots in love for a decade can pull off - we raise our hands. 
    Two identical keys.
    Silver. Gleaming. Familiar.
    Home. 
    "We've done the work," I say, voice quiet at first but brimming with joy. "In less than two months... we're moving in." 
    Silence. 
    Then-
    "FINALLY!" 
    Jin hyung yells, nearly flipping his wine glass. 
    "I KNEW IT!" Tae screams, launching himself into my arms like a puppy on espresso. 
    Joonie claps like someone just solved world peace. "You're ours now. Officially." 
    Yoongi hyung kisses Kookie's cheek, then mine. "Took you long enough." 
    Y/N noona wraps us both in a hug that smells like tea and tears and safety. "I'm so happy for you." 
    Jimin stays seated.
    Smiling. Soft. 
    A little far away. 
    
                                
    
                                    I notice
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
    
                                
    
                                  
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    I notice. Of course I do.
    So does Yoongi hyung. 
    He slides off his cushion, makes his way to Jimin like gravity itself is tugging him toward him. 
    Jimin blinks up, startled, as Yoongi hyung gently takes his hand. 
    Then-cheek pinch. 
    Precise. Surgical. 
    Hyung-level. 
    "Hyung-YAH-" Jimin yelps, face crumpling in blush. 
    Yoongi kisses one cheek.
    Then the other. 
    "Hey," he says gently. "It's okay. No pressure. You take your time." 
    Jimin swallows, eyes wide. 
    I kneel beside them. 
    Kookie does too, curling one arm around Jimin's back. 
    I rest my chin on his shoulder. 
    "We took our time too, you know," I say softly. "No one rushed us. No one pushed." 
    "We'll wait for you too, hyung" Kookie adds. "As long as it takes." 
    "You're already family," I say, pressing a kiss to his temple. 
    "You don't need keys for that." 
    Jimin's lashes flutter. 
    His mouth wobbles. 
    "I'm really happy for you," he whispers. "I'm sorry I-sorry I got quiet. I didn't want to ruin-" 
    "You didn't ruin anything," Y/N noona says, suddenly beside him, cupping his cheek with infinite tenderness.
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