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

Chapter 124: Love in the Tension Lines

Just when the room has quieted into a hum of gentle breathing and Yoongi hyung's steady presence-peaceful, but laced with the kind of emotional weight only soulmates can share.

The door swings open with the dramatic flair of a stage entrance.

Enter: Jung Hoseok.
Of course, he doesn't knock.
Has he ever?

"HELLOOOO!" he sing-songs like sunshine personified, arms flung wide as he tiptoes in like a spy, his oversized socks squeaking slightly on the floor.

He spots us in bed-a beautiful, tangled puddle of gloom and comfort.

"Aish," he says with theatrical dismay, then climbs onto the mattress with all the grace of a caffeinated cat.

"This is far too much brooding in one square foot."

He beelines straight for Yoongi hyung, plants an exaggerated, smacking kiss right on to his lips, and gasps like he's been healed by divine touch.

"All aboard the Love Train!" he declares, twirling his wrists like he's summoning glitter from thin air.

Yoongi hyung doesn't flinch.

Just quirks a brow and says, "Your timing is criminal."

"I'm the chaos you all need," Hobi hyung insists, already crawling toward us with suspiciously wiggling fingers.

"And this morning's therapy session just got upgraded."

"Hyung-" Kookie starts, already chuckling.
Too late.

"Tickle time!" Hobi hyung shrieks and dives.

We're caught. All three of us.

Me, Jimin, and Jungkook-flattened under Hobi hyung's relentless fingers like pancakes under syrupy joy.

Kookie squeals first, a sound that starts somewhere between surprise and betrayal and ends in helpless giggles.

"Hyuuung-nooo!"

Jimin collapses into laughter, flailing as Hobi hyung attacks his sides, trying to roll out of reach but failing because I've got him anchored in a hug.