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

Chapter 114: Emotional Floor Plans & Chaotic Bonds

The room stills.

Jin hyung and Y/N noona immediately rush to my side, hands warm on my arms.

"Hey-what's wrong?"

Hobi hyung's face falls, eyes wide.

"Wait-I didn't mean-you don't have to! I didn't mean to pressure you, I swear, I just-got excited-"

"No! it's okay, hyung" I say quickly, voice shaky. "You don't have to apologize. I'm not... I'm not feeling rushed."

I glance at them.

"I just... wait. What do you mean my studio?"

And then-"That's such a surprise, Jimin?"

I whip around.

Yoongi hyung's leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyes soft and steady.

Behind him, Joon hyung, Tae, and Kookie stand shoulder-to-shoulder-all smiling.

Yoongi walks in slowly, expression unreadable.

"Don't tell me you thought we'd forget about you."

Yoongi hyung's voice was low - calm like rain tapping a window - but it hit me.

Right in the chest.

Right where all the doubt had been curling, quiet and poisonous.

I stared at him, throat tight, lungs shallow.

Then Yoongi hyung reached for my hand, warm and sure, like always.

His fingers threaded through mine.

And behind him, the others were beaming-Tae bouncing slightly on his toes, Kookie glowing like sunshine bottled, Joon hyung smiling soft and knowing, like he'd felt this moment coming before any of us had.

"Come on," Yoongi hyung murmured, giving my hand the smallest tug.

He turned me toward the door across from Hobi hyung's studio.

The one I hadn't really noticed before - the one that sat quiet at the far end of the hallway, tucked near the edge of the Master's wing.

He opened it.
And I forgot how to breathe.

The space was... light.

Floor-to-ceiling windows let the sun pour in like golden syrup. The polished wood floor gleamed - smooth, soft-grained, warm.

The ceiling soared. A wall of mirrors on one side. Clean lines. Spacious.

My heart stopped when I saw the glass sliding doors at the far end - connecting directly to the Master's private balcony, with its wide view of swaying trees and sky.

It was stunning.
It was me.

"I-this isn't-what?" I stammered, looking at all of them.

"This studio... it's... mine?"

Yoongi hyung nodded. "It's yours."

"When you're ready," Joon hyung added, stepping beside him.

I just blinked, eyes wide, throat suddenly too small for words.

They were still smiling.

So full of light and love that it broke something wide open in me.

Jin hyung stepped forward first, cupping my cheek and brushing his nose against mine gently.

"How could you even think we'd forget you, baby?" he whispered.

"You're unforgettable."

"But-" I choked out, voice trembling.