J E O S E U N G · S A J A

"Nine months and she looks just like her stupid father," spoken in jest and with a slight air of exhaustion outlining her voice, Rumi fights the urge to laugh lest she wakes up their terribly fussy little demon.

"When you say it like that, it almost sounds like a back-handed compliment." For the most part, Minji was a lovely, well-behaved, and polite toddler. Eager to play and even more eager to join in, Rumi would have taken it as a compliment if it wasn't for their daughter's unending fussiness. Everything had to be juuuust her way. From what she wore, to what she ate, to how she played.

Polite but fiesty. Lovely but with an edge.

Whether it was because both her parents were demons in one way or another or Minji's natural adoption of Rumi's more stringent personality traits, the facts were the there. All of her father's looks and all of her mother's awkward charm.

Rumi reaches with the hand not laced in @jimseung's own to brush back a misplaced strand of hair from Minji's face and sighs. "She's definitely a handful. Maybe I should extend my hiatus just a little longer? I think knowing I'll be touring soon is getting to her."

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♫ || unprompted ask

The demon was aware of the popularity that came with doing this style of interview, so he took it as an opportunity to help in boosting the Saja Boys' popularity. It wasn't unheard of to have multiple on stage for an interview, but it turned out the company could only book a smaller studio for the shoot that day and asked if they could shoot in smaller groups. Jinu quickly agreed, seeing it as a chance for the other four to at least pair up and let their personalities be spotlighted in smaller numbers, while at least having another person to play off of — he was fine on his own (he always had been).

Once on set, he could feel the heat of the studio lights and the amount of bodies — souls, even — in the room as he sat crosslegged on the paper rolled out for a seamless backdrop with his eyes shut, anticipating his cue. Once his eyes fluttered open, his gaze landed on the chow chow puppy practically pouncing into his lap. Appropriately, he laughed and cooed as he reached out for it after it's little stumble, his hands effortlessly sinking into the fur, yet feeling the solidness of the dog despite it being so young.

"Are you sure you didn't just send in a sentient cotton ball?" Jinu chuckled as he scooped up the squirmy pup into his arms.

"You should take a break," he murmured, his breath tickling her ear with every syllable. He then tucked his nose right behind her ear for a moment, taking in the lingering scent of her perfume.

"Please?" It was almost a whine that tapered into a kiss he pressed into the warmth of her neck. "Just for a little while." That was more of an exhale as a few more kisses followed suit, this time following the slope of her neck down to her shoulder.

Celine had asked her to narrow down the b-sides for the new comeback weeks ago, but between the Golden single, writing TAKEDOWN, and trying to figure out what the hell was happening to her voice, the request had been forgotten.

It was Honmoon sent that Mira and Zoey were being so accommodating while she had her quarter-life crisis but even Rumi knew their patience was wearing thin. Now she sat alone in the dim glow of her computer screen, surrounded by half-finished notes and stacks of cups in varying shapes, sizes, and levels of liquid.

Rumi dragged both hands down her face with a groan.

She's going to kill me.

Every track felt wrong or too soft or too aggressive. What was the point of having a secret digital vault to choose from when nothing it in felt current?

Maybe HUNTR/x had changed too much between the last two comebacks or maybe it was just her. Whatever the case she was in for a long night.

Just as she's about to call it quits on her whole idol/hunter career a familiar warmth settles behind her, grounding her before her thoughts could spiral any further.

“Jinu,” she inhaled softly. Her head tipped to the side on instinct, exposing more of her neck to @jimseung as his chin brushed her shoulder. Those five words had been the prettiest sounds she'd heard all night. "This isn't fair."

Leave it to a demon to play dirty. She needed to get these out to Celine by morning at latest so they could be approved by the company by end of day. She needed to be strong. Tell him to go for now. Tell him he was being difficult.

A kiss.

and needy.

Another.

super clingy.

and another.

The worst part was that she became no better around him.

"Your 'little while's usually last hours." Her voice came out softer than she intended, edged with tired amusement as her hands finally left the keyboard to then snake back around his neck. "— but If you promise to keep it to just kissing, I can give you fifteen minutes."

     She is.