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

Chapter 123: Where Stardust Lands

Meanwhile, Hobi hyung, still in pajama shorts and a face mask-started chanting, "GO KOOKIE, GO!" and beatboxed while Bam and Tannie barked along like it was a concert.

I couldn't even sit up straight, I was curled up on the carpet, laughing so hard I rolled into Minnie's legs.

Jimin, graceful as always, pretended to be horrified and pushed my head away with his foot, only to reach down a second later and pull me into a hug.

"This is so stupid," he whispered fondly into my hair.

"This is soulmate culture," I replied as I pinched his cheeks.

Then came the marshmallow war.

Someone-possibly Jin hyung, probably Kook-opened a bag of marshmallows to "celebrate," and someone else (definitely Hobi hyung) lobbed one across the kitchen island like a softball.

It hit Joon hyung in the temple and froze.

Then, slow-motion style, he turned around with a look of mock betrayal and whispered, "You dare."

Chaos erupted.

Squealing. Dodging.
A marshmallow ricocheted off the fridge.

Jin hyung dove behind the couch yelling, "MY FACE IS INSURED!"

Hobi hyung hit Yoongi hyung in the chest and Yoongi hyung just sighed, picked up a marshmallow, and nailed Hobi hyung back right between the eyes like a sniper.

Y/N noona hid behind Jimin. "I'm a civilian!"

"You're in it now!" Jimin cackled and threw one directly at her chest.

She gasped, betrayed.
Then tackled him.

Bam barked joyfully, running between people like a warhorse in the middle of a fluff battle.

Wacha leapt onto the windowsill with a face that said I regret everything, and Tannie somehow ended up wearing a marshmallow like a tiny hat (ofcourse, that was me. I made him wear it).

By 50 million views, we were gathered in the kitchen, out of breath, wild-haired, and covered in sugar.

Jin hyung pulled a bottle of champagne from the back of the fridge like he'd been saving it for this exact milestone.

He popped it with such flair, the cork ricocheted off the cupboard and Tannie yelped-then barked at it like he was trying to banish it from the house.

Bam barked too-because teamwork.

Wacha, unimpressed as ever, rolled onto her back on the kitchen counter, flicked her tail, and blinked slowly like finally, they understand who the real star is.