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hi!! currently, i’m working on a bigger baby saja fic for one of my best friend’s birthday, so there’s that! and i’m also trying to take a couple breaks in between writing so i don’t get burnt out too soon.

but for now, there are a lot of really good writers who write for baby saja and have a lot of content for him! so i suggest checking them out as well! :)

𝐒𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄 | baby saja x reader

🎫 sum. you and baby sneak in the huntrix building. / tw. nothing! / a/n: so, i wrote this as a sort of add-on to maybe, so some things may not make too much sense if you haven’t read that, but the story’s still good to follow if you haven’t. thank you, anon, for the kind words! hope you enjoy !!😊

“you stay out of sight. got it?” you stare squarely into baby’s eyes.

“i got it after the first time.” he says, tightening his hoodie to cover his hair more effectively.

“i can’t believe i agreed to this…” you murmur, massaging the bridge of your nose.

ever since the joint fan signing event, you and baby had grown closer through “coincidental” encounters and sneaking out to go see each other, without either of your respective groups knowing. although you both deny that there’s something between you, the nightly escapades certainly contradict that.

today, you both were in the mood for some spicy food, but with it being practically midnight almost everything was closed. good thing you had a stash in the kitchen back at the building, but with all the risks, you were starting to doubt your abilities to sneak him inside…

you eye your balcony up above, glancing at him for a second before jumping high enough to kick off of another building close by, exhibiting some flips and your pretty well polished parkour skills in order to finally reach your destination.

you relax from your landing position, finding baby leaning against the rails and looking at you with an amused expression on his face.

you roll your eyes. “how boring.”

“you told me to keep a low profile, right?”

“how’d you even know which floor to go to?”

“…lucky guess.”

you shrug it off with the reasoning that it must just be because of some demon’s intuition or something. opening your balcony door, you gesture inside.

you watch him put his hands in his pockets, looking around with mild curiosity as he strolls inside. you follow, shutting the entrance behind you.

his eyes land on the vase sitting on top of your nightstand.

“…you kept the flowers.” he looks at you with something you can’t quite place in his eyes.

“…i did. what, did you just expect me to throw them out?”

he shrugs, looking away at the wall. you feel all sorts of warm inside, so what if you made sure they were in good shape? they were much too pretty to let wilt and die…

“aaanyways… we should go get the food.”

he nods, the change in the air becoming prominent.

“okay, you look for the peppers and hot sauces, i’ll get all the snack foods...” you direct, rummaging through the bottom cabinets and piling everything on the counter.

“which hot sauces?”

“just get the hottest there. no open ones, though. and don’t taste test.”

you can feel him roll his eyes. ”fine. eeny meeny miny moe…”

you listen to him quietly mumble the rhyme as you finish on your side. closing all the cabinets, you turn around…

…finding him just inches away from you. you jump a little, “oh my gosh, don’t scare me like that!”

he doesn’t respond; however, simply staring into your eyes.

“…hello?…” you call to him, waving a hand in front of his face.

his eyes were intense, out of place on his soft expression.

you see his hand tentatively reach out to rest on your arm, just underneath your elbow.

“do you like me?”

your eyes widen as you snap your head up to look at him. “do i— what? wait—”

“umm…”

at a breakneck speed, you look over at the sound as baby backs away.

it’s rumi.

you gulp. “…rumi, it’snotwhatitlookslike, i swe—”

“is that… a saja boy? are you two—you—”

“we’re just hanging out,” baby steps in, “much like how you and jinu do. is there a problem?”

your eyes widen. “rumi what?”

she sharply glares at him. “i—h-he’s different, and besides, there’s nothing going on between us! but you two—” rumi sighs and pulls you next to her, baby simply just standing there as you two talk in hushed whispers, backs turned away from him.

“look, i’ve… been talking to jinu because there’s a way involving him that we can win the idol awards. i don’t know why, but i can trust him. but that guy? i—”

“rumi, you would know best if you really do trust jinu, there’s something there, okay? i trust him.” you gesture behind you. “if you get to be around jinu like he said—”

“i understand… and trust your judgement. it just… caught me off guard, you know? these guys are our sworn enemies. but it feels like a lot of what we know about demons is different with them.”

you nod. “ look, let’s promise each other: if something goes wrong, we stop. bail. and always put huntrix first.”

rumi extends her pinky, and you meet it with a light smile on both of your faces. you turn back around, finding baby eating from the spicy snack stash.

“hey, hands off! we’re supposed to share that!” you snatch the bag from him, frowning in mock hurt.

he squints at you. “you guys were talking for so long, i got hungry.”

you glance over at rumi, only to find her gone. you shake your head. you’ll have to question her more later, now that a bunch of questions are popping up in your head.

but first… gathering up the snacks in your arms, you recall baby’s earlier question. “…i do, by the way.”

he pauses before replying. “of course you do.”

you slap the back of his head.

🎫 sum. how the saja boys hold your hand, hug you, and kiss you. / tw. nothing! / a/n: the gradient text took me a bit 😭

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐔 who grasps your hand tightly whenever you’re walking side by side, as if you’ll be taken away as soon as he lets go because he doesn’t deserve someone like you.

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐔 who hugs you like he’s trying to imprint you into his skin and mind, relishing in the couple moments of peace in your arms before he’s brought back to reality.

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐔 who kisses you slow, putting every ounce of feeling into it like it’s the last time he’ll ever do so.

𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐘 who links arms with you and holds your hand, sneering at anyone who even glances at you both because he can sense the jealousy (or so he says).

𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐘 who hugs you so tightly, like he’s reminding you of his strength every opportunity he gets. who needs a chiropractor when you have this man to do the job?

𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐘 who kisses you like he’s trying to prove something to someone, only to switch to being mellow and relaxed a couple seconds later.

𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 who holds your hand like he has the possibility to crush it in his own, gently letting it be against his without firmly gripping. but whenever someone comes up to you initiating a conversation, you feel him squeeze just a bit tighter.

𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 who hugs you with his head buried into your neck or nuzzled into the top of your head.

𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 who kisses you shyly, letting you take the lead and the privilege of cupping his face and brushing away the hair from his face to reveal his eyes looking lovingly into yours.

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 who holds your hand elegantly like you’re royalty, tracing little hearts into your skin with his finger.

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 who hugs you with a hand around your waist and one behind your head, bringing you in with a gently placed smile and sometimes a small flirtatious comment.

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 who kisses you like a scene out of a k-drama (which he definitely binged for references), never short with a delicate press turning into something a bit more fierce.

𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 who holds your hand in his pocket or holds it so loosely you think he doesn’t like it, come to find out that when you pull away he’ll tighten his grip immensely on you.

𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 who hugs you with his hands playing with your hair or whatever you’re wearing, hiding his face that’s growing embarrassingly hot into your neck, shoulder, and so on.

𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 who kisses you and has a mood swing from being careless to having so much passion evident that you can’t help but laugh a little whenever he glances away from your eyes afterward. he always ends up with a smile; though, and leaves a peck on the side of your lips when he leaves.

🎫 sum. late night meetings and boba drinking. / tw. nothing / a/n: let’s play a game called how long will i write till i achieve burnout 🙏

“you’re back.”

he nods. you move to the side to make room for him to sit on the bench.

taking off his mask and hat that were effectively covering his face, he sits next to you, letting out a sigh.

“tough day again?” you ask, as if you’d known him for awhile now.

“i’m exhausted.” he mutters in return, leaning his head back and slouching in the seat.

you smile a bit at the display and turn to the drink holder on your other side. you take a straw and pop it into the top of the drink you got for him.

he lifts himself up a bit when you offer him the boba drink in your hand.

you point to the container, smiling. “look, they already started printing your faces onto the cups.”

he stares into his own, human eyes, looking at him from the cup. he then looks into yours. taking the drink, he quickly averts his attention to the ground.

“not even a thank you?” you tease.

“…thanks.”

”you know, you’re pretty popular— your cups were selling fast.”

he glances at you. “who’d you get?”

you hold up your cup. “i was lucky to get two of the same, by request.”

he stares into his eyes again from your cup. it’s odd, but for some reason he can’t place he looks happier on your container than his own.

”thank you. again. for this, and for taking up your time yesterday.” he swirls the tapioca around mindlessly.

“and the day before that,” you remind him before quickly adding, “not that i mind too much, of course.”

it’s silent. comfortable silence, simply admiring the view in front of you as if etching it into your mind.

“can i try your drink?” he suddenly asks.

you almost choke, swallowing fully before coughing a bit. you look over at him to find him just… watching you.

“i… i mean, i guess, sure, why?”

“this one’s too sweet.” he mumbles.

“i got the lowest sweetness options for you, th—”

“your drink looks good.”

you feel your face heat up and without more discussion switch drinks with him. you notice the way his face lights up as he takes it in his hands, while you take it much more timidly.

he actually starts kicking his feet a little as he drinks from it. you can’t help but laugh a little at the scene as you slowly bring what was his straw to your lips.

and although he thought the taste was okay at best, he finished it all anyways. guess you just had that effect on him!