|| 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...
RGB lights pulsed softly behind the monitors, set to a slow lavender-blue rhythm.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
My gaming throne-sleek, black, ergonomic-was finally where it belonged, facing the triple monitor array like a pilot's command center. The display was dark, waiting for me.
On the wall, a framed print from the most recent esports championship hung beside a hand-drawn sketch Tae hyung gave me of my favorite game character with his fist clenched, eyes sharp.
Across the hallway, Hobi hyung's door was open, and I leaned over to peek in- And wow.
His studio was sunlight and serotonin.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Fairy lights strung like spider silk between the ceiling beams. A plush rainbow rug stretched across the center.
Soft pastels everywhere-lavender walls, pink trim, sage accents. His fan art collection framed with care, collages of joy in every corner.
A tiny disco ball sparkled in one corner, reflecting the light in flares across the ceiling.
His camera setup stood ready beside a velvet chair, its ring light like a halo.
And there he was, crouched beside the last box, tongue between his teeth, trying to unstick a roll of washi tape from his own elbow.
I burst into laughter. "Hyung."
He looked up, startled, and immediately tried to pretend he wasn't tangled in pastel tape.
"THIS IS NOT A CRY FOR HELP," he announced dramatically"
"It definitely looks like one."
"IT'S A VICTORY SCARF."
I walked in and scooped him up in one exaggerated move-tossing him over my shoulder like a sack of glittery potatoes.
He squealed.
"Jeon Jungkook, put me down this instant or I will tickle you into another dimension!"
"No take-backs. You're mine now. You live on the gamer shelf."
From the hallway, someone snorted.
Yoongi hyung: "Leave a trail of glitter if you want us to find your body."