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 119: Unspoken, Unfolding, Ours 🔥

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    Jin hyung: "If I trip on a disco ball, I'm suing." 
    Y/N noona: "You break it, you bought it." 
    Laughter echoed behind us as I spun Hobi hyung gently in the middle of his studio before plopping him onto the rug. 
    He landed with a bounce and immediately starfished out like a dramatic poet mid-monologue. 
    "We did it," he panted. "We conquered Mount Unboxmore." 
    I collapsed beside him, flopping onto my back. "I want to retire now." 
    We lay there, breathing hard, grinning into the ceiling. 
    The fairy lights above us flickered like tiny stars, twinkling against the slow swirl of the disco ball. 
    Hobi hyung turned his head to look at me. There was something soft in his eyes-warm and golden and wide open. 
    "I can't believe this is ours," he said quietly.
    I nodded. My heart swelled so full I thought it might crack. 
    "It always was." 
    He reached over and tangled our pinkies together. 
    "I love you," he whispered. 
    "I love you more," I whispered back, just to be annoying. 
    He rolled over and kissed my cheek-then my temple-then the corner of my mouth. 
    We stayed like that, tangled in color and comfort, until the rest of the house disappeared. 
    In the doorway, Tannie watched us for a moment, tail wagging like he knew exactly how long we'd waited for this. 
    Then he trotted in, flopped between us, and sighed. 
    The kind of sigh that sounded like finally. 
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    The new studio is warm with our laughter. 
    The scent of fresh paint and sandalwood candles curls in the air, but it's us-the heat of shared breath, the spark of every glance-that really thickens the room. 
    My palms still buzz from unpacking, from the thrill of creating something new with him. With Hobi hyung. 
    He's barefoot now, dancing lazily on the rainbow rug like the world built itself to watch him move. 
    The wine glass in his hand tilts dangerously, half-forgotten. 
    His shirt rides up each time he spins, flashing soft golden skin and the curve of his waist like a goddamn invitation. 
    
                                
    
                                    I can't look away
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
    
                                
    
                                  
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    I can't look away. I never can. 
    Ten years of this. 
    Ten years of watching Jung Hoseok come alive in private moments no one else ever gets to see.
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