Stigma Love's Algorithm [ A BTS x Reader Poly ]
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    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 116: Echoes of a Former Home

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    But today, something felt different. 
    Because today, I was seeing him again. 
    
                                
    
                                    My phone buzzed as I stepped into the arrival area at Incheon International
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
    
                                
    
                                  
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    My phone buzzed as I stepped into the arrival area at Incheon International. 
    Gab
    Landed. Where's my welcome sign? I expected confetti. 
    I rolled my eyes and replied. 
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    Just follow the sound of my shrieking. 
    And then I saw him. 
    Gabriel.
    Tisoy.
    My childhood best friend. 
    He was taller than I remembered (again), wearing a loose oatmeal button-down, black pants, and a backpack slung over one shoulder. 
    His hair was a little longer, styled back like he forgot to try too hard-which was very on-brand-and the second our eyes met, we both broke into grins. 
    "TAAABS!!" 
    "TISOY!!" 
    He dropped his bag, and I ran. 
    He caught me mid-jump, spinning me once like a K-drama protagonist on a mission. 
    I squealed. He laughed. I clung to his shoulders as he twirled me once, then set me down gently but didn't let go. 
    "Grabe, you got taller again!" I gasped, squinting up at him. 
    "Or you just shrank from all the stress," he teased. "Kaya ka ba tumaba ulit, Tabby? (did you gain weight again)" 
    "Hoy!" I smacked his arm, laughing. "You're still such an ass!" 
    "Joke lang," he grinned, ruffling my hair.
    "You look amazing, I'm just emotionally unprepared." 
    "Me? Ikaw kaya! You look like a Pinterest board for men who read Murakami in cafés." 
    We stood there for a moment, smiling at each other like time had folded in half. 
    Like we were twelve again, sharing fishballs under a jeepney terminal, trading secrets and snack packs. 
    We talked the whole car ride-Taglish flowing freely, laughter filling every inch of the vehicle. 
    We caught up on family, careers, exes we still rolled our eyes over, our shared addiction to cheesy siomai, and the ways we'd both grown up and stayed the same. 
    He was still Gab.
    Loyal. Sharp. 
    Thoughtful in quiet ways. 
    And he was finally here. 
    I had barely stepped out of the car when the front door opened and my soulmates spilled out onto the front porch like a scene from a drama ensemble. 
    Hobi in a knit vest and soft slacks. 
    Tae wearing a black buttoned down shirt like he lived on a runway.
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