summary - you finally meet Rumi and make a plan to stop the Saja Boys
warning - fem reader, lil bit of angst
w/c - 2,2K
a/n - just a short chapter before the finale, comments, reblogs and likes are much appreciated, hope you enjoy!
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“You’re not allergic to anything, are you?”
Hearing her shout for you made you flinch, and you quickly gave her a shake of the head. It wasn't until you were met with silence that you realised she couldn't see you, prompting you to give the purple-haired woman a verbal answer, “I’m not!”
You sat down on the marbled floor of the convenience store, back pressed against the shelf as you waited patiently for Rumi to come back. It was hard not to feel anxious though. Was it really time for a snack break with everything going on?
Rather than explaining everything in the alley, Rumi took you to one of the abandoned convenience stores in the area as a way to get some privacy from any demons that could be lurking about. Because of the crowd of people heading to Namsan Tower, several of the nearby shops had been abandoned. Rumi had made sure to turn off all the lights so it would be harder for anyone to spot the two of you.
The whole situation had you thinking about what everyone else was doing. Although Hojin had treated you horribly, you couldn't help but wonder where he was right now. Hopefully not with the rest of the hypnotised people.
“Alright, I've got some HUNTR/X flavoured ramyeon and some drinks for us”, Rumi announced, approaching you with two steaming cups in her hand and two drinks pressed against her torso.
But it was hard to focus on the food when the patterns covering her illuminated the surroundings. You found it hard to find the courage to ask about it, but thankfully she noticed your gaze and answered for you.
“I'm sure you already know a bit about demons, but don't worry, I'm not one of them,” she says as she sits in front of you, “at least not fully”.
You sat back and listened to everything she had to say about her parents, Celine, and the other hunters. It was hard to believe someone as perfect as Rumi would hide a secret like this.
“And with Jinu”.
You perked up at the name, something that didn't go unnoticed by Rumi. “He'd told me a bit about his past, and I sympathized with him. So much so that I blindly trusted him”, she looked up at me, “and in the end he betrayed me”.
At the mention of betrayal, you casted your head down, the memories slowly floating in. You didn't think Jinu and the others were the type to ever do something so horrific, they just seemed like ordinary idols to you. But that's probably what they wanted everyone to think.
“So what’s happening outside, it’s their doing, isn't it?”
Rumi nodded, “The people are being led to Namsan Tower. With the sheer number of people, it should be enough to finally summon Gwi-ma into the human world.”
Her eyes focused on you, “I'm guessing I don't need to explain who that is”.
You were taken aback by her statement, how did she know that?
Seeing your startled expression Rumi flashed a guilty smile, “Mira, Zoey and I might’ve done a bit of stalking with the Saja Boys. We noticed how close you were with them, even before the whole fan sign event”.
Oh
A stark blush came to your cheeks and you quickly tucked your head into your knees in an attempt to hide your embarrassment. You prayed they didn't see too much.
Rumi let out a sigh before continuing, “At first we thought you were a demon, I mean if you were that close with the Saja Boys, we figured you had to be involved with their schemes somehow. Turns out you're just an ordinary human”. The tone of disappointment in her voice was apparent and you weirdly felt the need to apologize.
It wasn't a lie to say that you felt guilty for everything happening. All you did was bask in the attention they gave you, never giving it enough thought. You let them lead you blind. Perhaps if you'd noticed they were demons earlier you could have stopped them, or at least told someone. But worst of all, you felt guilty because if you were ever actually given the chance, you wouldn't do any of those things. It was selfish, and you knew it, but if you could go back to those moments with them, you wouldn't change a thing.
They'd made you feel happier than you ever have in your life, if you could you’d repeat the days on loop forever. The disgustingly selfish desire ripped away at your skin.
For a while there was an awkward silence between you and Rumi. You were swallowed up in your thoughts with Rumi focusing on you. She just had so many questions for you, so many thoughts. She had a slight suspicion of what was going on between you and the Saja Boys, but that just left her even more confused.
You were just a normal human, so unless they were toying with you for their own selfish amusement, why would they be interested in you? The HUNTR/X members tried to find some way you could be useful to their plans, but they just couldn't. You were just a normal human, not even a hunter.
And then a crazy thought popped up in Zoey's strange head. Something that made Rumi and Mira, especially Mira, cringe.
“Whatever was going on with you and the Saja Boys didn't look platonic”.
Instantly, you looked up at her with bewilderment, which told her everything she needed to know. But were they really…
In your panicked state you quickly unscrewed the lid of your bottle and chugged down the contents, almost choking along the way. You needed to somehow distract yourself from the facts, it was almost humiliating the way you felt for them. After you'd let yourself be so vulnerable with them. Let them hold you the way they did. Talk to you the way they did. But in the end, they didn't open their hearts to you the same way you did.
But it was even more humiliating that despite all of that, your feelings for them didn't change.
“You know, Zoey came up with this crazy idea”.
You hesitantly looked back up at her, knowing you weren't going to like what she was about to say. “She told me that the reason the Saja Boys kept you around was because”, she paused, “she said that they could be in love with you”.
Love
The word jabbed your heart like a thorn. Hearing her say the word out loud brought back all the memories you had with them. When you were with them you felt it. And when they were gone, even for a second, you still felt it.
When you were younger you assumed being in love and having a crush would be the same thing, you liked someone so what was the difference. But now that you'd met the Saja Boys, spent time with them, grown with them, you knew the two weren't the same at all. It felt as though the feeling, the need, to be closer to them was your only hope for survival. Imagining a moment without them…it hurt…
And as much as you tried to stop the feeling, you couldn't.
“So, is it true?”
It probably would've been easier to just lie, to say that it was completely stupid that a bunch of demons would fall in love with a random idol like you. But that's what made it harder to deny. Because you knew it was far from the truth.
Their words still clung to your thoughts. You remembered how tender their voices were to you, even as you slept. You knew they felt guilty for everything that happened, they may not have had the courage to be vulnerable with you before it was too late, and even though it hurt, you didn't care anymore. Everything that was said before then might've been a lie, but you knew with all your heart that what was said in that room was the truth.
“They were”.
You paused, wondering if you'd already said enough. But it felt wrong not saying more.
“And so am I”.
Your gaze was sharp as your eyes bore into Rumi’s, fists tightened, “I love them”.
An uncomfortably long silence stretched across the room, making you feel a slight ping of regret for saying something so bold. Even though it was true, perhaps you didn't need to say it to someone like Rumi, especially since you’d only met her less than an hour ago. When she started laughing your entire body went hot with embarrassment. Was she making fun of you?
She shook her head as her laughter ceased, “I'm sorry, it's just I thought of how Mira made fun of Zoey for the idea, but seeing you say it so passionately, I guess it just has to be true”.
You gave her a small smile, although it was embarrassing having such incredible people like the HUNTR/X girls stalk you, it still felt nice that someone other than you could see the affection the boys held for you. They'd had to keep their relationship with you private, so it felt like a weight had been lifted off your chest now that someone knew your secret.
“Although I don't know how this ended up happening, what I do know is that you could be the key to stopping them”.
That made your body freeze. What did she mean by that? What could you possibly do?
Rumi was a hunter so you could understand how she could somehow stop them, but what were you supposed to do? It's not like you haven't already tried to convince them to stop.
“They didn't listen to me last time, there's nothing I can-”
“There is”.
You stayed silent, wanting to hear her out. You just wanted everything to go back to the way it was before, when everyone was happy. Even after everything, you couldn't find it in your heart to love them any less.
“Right now I'm assuming the Saja Boys have no hope for change. They think they have to do this for Gwi-ma,” you nodded, “but maybe once Gwi-ma is in the human world, I can somehow defeat him. Then he’ll never be able to control another demon to do his bidding again”.
They were being forced to do what Gwi-ma wanted them to, but if he was gone then…things could go back to the way they should be.
“But, what do you want me to do? I can’t help you defeat Gwi-ma, I’m not a hunter”.
“I don't need you to hurt anyone. I just need you to find a way to at least distract the Saja Boys for me. They’ll definitely try to stop me if I go after Gwi-ma, and without Zoey and Mira to help, I wouldn’t stand a chance”.
You began to bite your lip nervously. It didn't sound like too difficult of a job…but…
“What if I mess up like last time? I know the pressure for you must be so much worse, but what if I can't even do this? It just feels like the fate of the whole world depends on whether or not I can get them to talk to me".
Rumi let out a sigh, she could understand where you were coming from. “I know, and I'm sorry for throwing this on you so suddenly. All my life I was trained for this, but you're just an ordinary girl”. You noticed the pained expression in her eyes as she rubbed along her patterned arm, “I ruined everything by just not being honest with my friends, or myself. I felt like a monster just for existing”.
She got up out of her place and sat next to you, holding your hand. “And I know that that's probably what the Saja Boys are feeling right now too. They're probably more desperate than anyone to get rid of Gwi-ma, and I don't think they would've fallen for someone who didn't have a chance at stopping them”.
You looked down at your intertwined hands before looking back up at her. “(Y/N), you can save them. You just need to try”.
For a while you thought about it, and you knew what your choice was. Just like how they'd saved you from your misery, you could save them from theirs. It was just finding the confidence to do it that was hard. Honestly, you didn't have much hope that you'd be able to do anything, but it was trying that mattered.
You gripped Rumi’s hand firmly and turned your head to face hers, "I'll do it!” you declared, earning a cheer from her.
“That’s the spirit”, she says, rubbing your head, making you let out a soft giggle. “Now, let’s quickly eat this ramyeon before it gets cold”.
Oh, you’d forgotten about that.
When you turned to your side you saw the cup sat far away from you, abandoned. “I definitely think it’s gone cold, how much time do you think we have?” Maybe there was a microwave in the convenience store somewhere.
“Not long, unfortunately".
You let out a sigh, “I guess I'll be eating it cold then”.
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summary - after almost dying the saja boys reveal everything to you
warning - fem reader, angst, swearing, mention of torture/violence, mention of suicide, mention of death, gwi-ma being rlly evil
w/c - 3,9K
a/n - my wifi's been rlly bad lately so you might see sum errors in this chapter, comments, reblogs and likes are much appreciated, hope you enjoy!
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"I trust that you've done what I've asked, Jinu?"
Jinu stood in front of the demon king, along with hundreds of curious demons watching from below. Gwi-Ma had called for him, wanting an update on the situation. Especially since the time of his arrival was approaching.
"Yes, Gwi-Ma. Our performance tomorrow will be our last", Jinu answered, his head facing down. He refused to look at Gwi-Ma knowing he took pleasure in watching him suffer.
"And where are the others? I remember asking to see all of you".
"They aren't coming".
"They aren't coming?"
Jinu could only respond with a nod, his head still facing the ground. It wasn't that they refused to come and meet Gwi-Ma, but that they didn't want to go with Jinu. No matter what he said they refused to go anywhere as long as he was there.
And they had their own priorities to deal with.
But Gwi-Ma already knew that.
He'd been watching them, all of them. He could see what they saw and feel what they felt.
And he found it hilarious.
Watching them get so worried about just another human. To him humans were stupid, always relying on their emotions and feelings to get themselves anywhere. But it did help that all those emotions created his own personal army of slaves. Without those silly feelings all those humans wouldn't have formed contracts with him.
The Saja Boys were his strongest demons so it did hurt to see them fall so low as to fall for such a pathetic human. But it amused him still, he enjoyed watching others suffer.
He especially loved watching Jinu suffer. He'd always been too arrogant for his own good, so knowing that his control over him brought him pain gave Gwi-Ma great pleasure.
“You can leave now. Good luck for tonight's performance, I'll be watching”, he taunted, letting out a jeering laugh. Jinu didn't waste a second before disappearing in a cloud of purple smoke.
When he reappeared he was back at the house he shared with the other Saja Boys. He stood in his room alone, quietly listening to the conversations that were happening in the other room.
He didn't bother knocking and simply barged in. When he entered he could see the boys with their backs facing him as they each surrounded the bed in the center of the room. When the boys heard someone enter they knew exactly who it was, but they didn't care. They just continued to face the figure on the bed, refusing to look away.
They'd already lost sight of you once, they won’t make that mistake again.
Mystery was the closest to you, he'd been sitting on the edge of the bed, gently stroking your face. You looked so peaceful in your sleep, he thought.
Before they'd all taken care of you when you were sick, but this time it was different. This time you’d almost died.
If they'd come just a second later you wouldn't be here. They’d told you that they'd be there to protect you, and they failed. They'd let you down.
They blamed themselves more than they did Jinu.
“(Y/N), just keep resting for now. It hurts seeing you like this, but we know you need to recover”, Romance whispered, leaning down and kissing your cheek. They'd been spending the day just being with you. Holding you close, whispering to you, praying you could hear them. Hear how desperate they were for you to be okay.
“When you wake up I don't mind sharing some of the noodles you gave me, I'll even lower the spice if you can't handle it”.
Baby had been speaking the most to you all day which was very unlike him. It's like you brought out a different side to him, to all of them. He hated talking, but he'd do it for you.
“Yeah, and we'll put on a performance, just for you. I know you'd like that”, Abby laughs, the small crack in his voice told everyone he was just as upset as they were. They each tried to remain as positive as they could, but it was hard when their words were met with silence.
They yearned to hear you again. To hear you laugh. To hear you sing. Even to hear you cry.
Anything to know that you were alive.
Mystery held your hand before speaking, “We'd do anything for you, (Y/N)”, he let out another breath before continuing, “We'd do anything, because we love you”.
The room became silent at the confession. No one had openly said it out loud, but they all knew how each of them felt about you. It was hard for them not to be entranced by you. Something about you somehow drew them all in.
They loved you, and they prayed you'd heard it. They needed you to know just how loved you were.
“You can't be fucking serious”.
The room's atmosphere became dark at the outburst. Nobody said a word until the dark haired man spoke again, “When the honmoon is finally broken and Gwi-Ma enters the surface there will be no place in this world for her”.
They all listened quietly, their eyes still focused on you. Jinu started to get closer to them, his voice only getting louder, “so whether you like it or not you need to get over her”.
Jinu’s words burned into their minds, breaking the honmoon, killing the hunters, consuming everyone's soul. All of it would be inevitable. Even if they wanted to go back they couldn't, they'd already done too much damage. Even if they begged for forgiveness, what use would it be when they've already killed so many of your kind.
“Why did you have to hurt her though?”
Everyone's eyes broke away from you as they all turned to Abby. The tension in the room turned cold, nothing like it used to be.
“I asked you a fucking question, Jinu!”he shouted, running up to him and grabbing him by the collar. Everyone stood up quickly, on guard for the fight that could break out.
“She was so kind to us. She cared about us, so why would you fucking hurt her like that?!” he screamed, tightening his grip. Jinu only looked up at him with a blank expression, his eyes held no emotion. It wasn’t until a flicker of pain shot through him that all his emotions came gushing out, “You think I don't know that?!” he argued, shoving Abby back, “You really think I wanted to do that to her?”
Everyone's eyes were focused on Jinu, they'd never seen him like this before. “Gwi-Ma is watching, he's always watching…” Jinu’s voice sounded defeated as he spoke. “He knows how I feel, how you all feel. And once he comes here she’s the first person he's going to kill, so what's the point of wasting your feelings on her?”
“How do you know that, Jinu? When he’s in this world he won't have any use for us so why would he care about her?” Romance argued, trying to reason with him.
“He showed it to me!” he screamed, making everyone freeze. Jinu paused for a second before continuing, “he won't stop showing it to me…her corpse…”
Before Romance could say anything else Jinu interrupted him, “He enjoys watching me suffer, and because of me he's going to kill her”.
Jinu couldn't bare to look at them any longer and turned around, slowly walking to the door. “I was trying to do her a favor by killing her like that. Maybe-”, Jinu hesitated, “Maybe if she'd died then she wouldn't have to die the way Gwi-Ma is showing me”. Jinu felt himself choke on his words, finding it hard to speak anymore as his mind flashed with disturbing images of you.
One moment you were in his arms, happy and smiling. The next you were screaming in pain as blood came pooling out of you.
Gwi-Ma liked to show him different ways you could die whenever Jinu thought of a way to escape him, each one more brutal than the next.
You choking and struggling as you were left to hang.
You being devoured piece by piece by the other demons.
And the worst one of all. You being forced to watch as every other human had their souls devoured whilst you could do nothing. And once you had had enough you'd end up hating the demons who you loved so much, and eventually end your suffering yourself.
It hurt the most because he knew that that was the most likely scenario, and it killed him inside. He didn't want that for you, he didn't want you to suffer like that. You didn't deserve that.
Jinu wanted you to die as peacefully as possible, he didn't even want you to know you were dying. He’d only told Gwi-Ma that he'd steal your soul for power to throw him off, but he knew better and saw right through his lies.
It wasn't Jinu’s intention to confess his horrible deeds, but when you showed no hatred towards him he felt sick. He was going to kill you, and you looked at him like you would defend him from a gust of wind. He didn't deserve you, and he wanted you to know that. Words started spilling out from his mouth and before he knew it things got out of hand, he just wanted you to be at peace.
But the others intervened before he could finish you off.
And although on the outside he appeared annoyed, he was silently grateful for their interruption. He wasn't ready to let you go.
Not now, not ever.
Jinu collected his thoughts and pushed them aside. He looked behind him, staring at you one last time before opening the door, “Say your final goodbyes, because tonight everything will be over”, he says before storming out.
All he can do for you now is pray.
The others stood there in silence, his words ringing through their ears. They didn't want to admit it, but it was true. Gwi-Ma never showed mercy, so why would he give you any.
The boys didn't know just how much Jinu was suffering deep down, only assuming he was doing this just for power like he’d told Gwi-ma. He must've lied to them to make his story more plausible to the demon king. As close as they all seemed the Saja Boys didn't know much about each other or what happened before they became demons, so when it came to Jinu's suffering, they didn't even know the half of it.
When Abby composed himself he turned around to look at you but was shocked to find that you were already awake, looking up at them.
When the others noticed Abby's shocked expression they each turned round only to be met with the same shock. How long have you been awake?
“(Y/N), we-”
“Don’t say anything”, you interrupted, slowly sitting up so you could look at them properly.
You could see just how distressed they all looked, most likely worried that you ended up hearing all that. You'd been awake for a while but the lack of energy kept you paralysed until moments ago. It felt like something was purposely keeping you down, your body felt strangely empty and hollow.
“I heard everything”.
Although you couldn't move, you could hear and feel almost everything coming from the boys.
Every touch.
Every whisper.
Every tear.
Every confession.
When you first woke up you were immediately hit with the memories of what transpired with Jinu and you panicked. You were trapped and unable to move, free for the demons you called your friends to do what they wanted with.
But after hearing them speak the way they did, you knew it in your heart that these men truly loved you. And when you heard Mystery confess that they loved you, you didn't doubt it for a second.
But still…knowing what they were. You didn't know how to feel.
You started moving around a bit, trying to get out of the bed until Romance stopped you. He held your shoulders, gently keeping you in place, “Please don't strain yourself, you've been through enough. You need as much rest as possible”.
It took every restraint in them to hold back from jumping in your arms. They were so glad you were awake, and much earlier than expected. But knowing that you'd heard everything, along with the way your body was, they held back. They didn't want to make any wrong moves with you, they'd already done enough to hurt you.
You didn't deny that your body had definitely been through something, so you nodded and stayed where you were. “What happened to me?” you asked, looking at them. Judging from the way they all looked down you could tell the topic wasn't something they wanted to discuss.
In truth you were glad Jinu wasn't here. You didn't fully understand what he was saying or what he meant, but still after the whole incident you couldn't help but feel afraid of him.
You'd never seen that side of him before.
Abby let out a sigh, “Jinu told us that you already knew about demons, because of your members, is that right?”
You gave him a nod, “they told me about their patterns, and their contrast with Gwi-Ma”.
“Gwi-Ma is the king of the demon world, he controls us”, Abby paused, “he can…make us see things, and he'll say things to manipulate you. We're powerless against him”.
He began to tell you everything they knew about demons, souls, the hunters, and what happened to you. Jinu was trying to steal your soul for Gwi-Ma. Or at least that's what they thought until that argument they just had.
“Jinu's been doing things on his own recently, I guess now we know that he's just been suffering in silence”.
“He's a fucking pussy”, Baby sneers, looking back at the door.
“Baby, come on”, Romance scolds.
“Well it's true. If he was suffering he should've told us instead of doing god knows what… I thought we were getting closer”. You could hear the disappointment coming from Baby as he spoke. Although he doesn't show it as much, he cares about the others almost as much as he cares about you.
And he was upset Jinu didn't feel the same way.
“So if my soul was taken then how am I still alive?” you questioned. At least their explanation told you what the hollow feeling in your chest was.
“We managed to stop him before he could take everything. A soul can be mended back together if it's strong enough, with yours it's very pure”. You nodded, trying to process the information.
“It was why I'd been so attracted to you in the first place”, Mystery mumbled, thinking back to his time in the demon world. At first all he noticed was how pure your soul was, it was what drove him to you. It wasn't until he saw your interviews did he stop and come to the realization that there was so much more to you than just your soul.
It was also what drove the other demons to you. They'd been obsessed with the Saja Boys ever since they made their first appearance in front of Gwi-Ma, and when some over eager demon spotted you with Abby, your name ended up spreading through the demon world like wildfire.
At first they were jealous of how close you seemed with the Saja Boys, but it wasn't until they began to observe you a lot closer did they notice just how pure your soul was. It wasn't long till the same effect that hit Mystery happened with them and soon they were just as obsessed with you as they were with the Saja Boys.
The boys, especially Mystery, were extremely frustrated. Upset that you'd no longer become their little secret. But in the end it worked in your favour so they didn't mind as much.
You didn't have anything else to say, it was a lot to process. You especially had questions about what happened with the Idol Awards, but right now it didn't matter. You never would've suspected that HUNTR/X would be demon hunters, it all sounded so made up you could hardly believe any of it.
“So what's going to happen now? What about Jinu, and what did he mean by performance?”
The others looked at each other, sorrow coating their eyes. Jinu said something about Gwi-Ma entering the surface world, and you knew that wasn't something good.
“You’re not going to go along with his plan, right?” you ask, hesitation lining your voice. You didn't believe they would but they seemed less confident than you did.
The more you started thinking the more the dots began to connect, “If Gwi-Ma enters this world, and he gets his powers from human souls, he’ll want to devour everyone's soul…which would mean that everyone-”
“(Y/N)”, Baby interrupted.
“No!” you let out a shaky breath and looked up at him, “please, tell me you won’t do it”.
You turned to look at the others, “Please don't go, don't do it”. The familiar sting of your throat swelling and eyes watering hit you as you let your thoughts run freely, imagining the countless people that would suffer because of Gwi-Ma.
Because of them…
The people you loved…would cause such harm…
The room felt like it was beginning to close in on you, sounds around you soon muffled together with only the beating of your heart pounding through the noise. You squeezed your eyes shut and tightly gripped the sheets, trying to bring yourself back to reality.
“Please…” you sobbed, feeling your tears running down your cheeks.
You could barely think before the confession slipped past your lips, “I love you”.
The small amount of sanity you had left prayed that it would be enough. Enough to convince them to stop. To put everything aside and go back to the way things were. When you were all happy.
Something beside you shifted but you were too absorbed in your own thoughts to notice it.
They'd already taken other people's souls, so why wouldn't they do it again?
What would they do with you?
What could you possibly do to stop them?
Before your mind could register anything else you were interrupted by something pressed against your forehead. You slowly opened your eyes to see Mystery’s lips against you. When he pulled away he brushed his hair away so you could see his eyes. They held so much pain, so much guilt.
And although he never said anything, you understood.
You sat there as one by one each of the boys gave you their final goodbyes. They never said anything, but they didn't have to. It got you thinking that Jinu was trying to do the same thing with the kiss he gave you. He wasn't doing it to mock you or watch you suffer, he was saying goodbye.
If you weren't in this situation you would've laughed at all similar they were.
Baby was the last to kiss you goodbye. They surrounded you, leaving you almost helpless under their gaze. And without a word they took one final look before leaving.
They didn't turn back.
They didn't say anything.
It was as though their minds were completely gone.
The moment they were finally gone you felt the silence hit harder than you wanted it to. You couldn't feel their presence anymore. They were truly gone. All of them. Nothing you could say could've stopped them, and if you ever saw them again they wouldn't be the same men you fell in love with.
It felt like hours had gone by as you sat there, your mind numb. Although you had no part in this you couldn't help but feel responsible. Maybe if you'd known about this sooner you could've stopped this from happening. From them…killing everyone…
And although you prayed the hunters would stop them, you hoped it stopped there. Life was finally looking good for you, you couldn't take it if you ended up losing the people you loved forever.
You knew you couldn't stay in bed forever, tonight everyone could die. You need to warn as many people as possible, or at least try and say your goodbyes. It was a struggle getting out of bed, the weight against your chest was still heavy. That along with the feeling of despair wasn't helping.
It only got worse as you walked through the mansion, the place where you and the boys had spent so many happy memories together.
As you walked through the streets you kept your head down, praying that no one would recognize you. You couldn't bare to talk to anyone about the Idol Awards at the moment, not when everyone could die.
You planned to make your way to the police station, maybe if they found the Saja Boys before they could summon Gwi-Ma you could save everyone. But as you walked through the busy streets you kept getting bumped into by the people walking in the opposite direction. It seemed as though almost everyone was walking one way.
You were beginning to feel quite frustrated the more you got pushed. You'd finally had enough once someone shoved you, hard enough to the point where you almost fell. It wasn't like you to get so upset, but with everything going on you couldn't help it, “Watch where you're going!” you shouted, looking up at the stranger. Your eyes went wide once you took a look at their face but you didn't get long to look before they moved past you and continued walking.
It couldn't be…
Quickly you rushed over to the person only to see that your suspicions were correct.
Mira…
She continued walking, following along with the others. You were left standing there, dazed and confused. A lot of things about the situation didn't make sense.
Why did she push past you like that? Why didn't she say anything? Actually why wasn't anyone saying anything? No one even gave you a reaction when you shouted at her.
Mira from HUNTR/X was walking the streets and no one even cared. It's like they were all possessed to walk towards Namsan Tower. Behind her you could see Zoey, and you quickly grabbed her, “Zoey, what’s going on? Zoey?” you felt yourself begin to panic at her hollow reaction. Once you let go she continued her march to the tower.
What was happening?
You started running, trying to find anyone that wasn't under this possession. Each street you ran through only featured the same results. Everyone was like a mindless zombie.
Was this part of Gwi-Ma’s plan?
You didn't have time to think about it when you saw something move past the rooftop of the buildings above. At first you assumed you imagined it until you spotted a familiar pink glow.
The same pink glow that came from…
“JINU!”
You quickly ran, shoving past the people to try and follow the light. You had to see him, to confront him, anything.
You had to see him one last time.
“JINU, STOP”, you shouted. Suddenly the glow stopped moving, making you halt your movements. The figure jumped down from the rooftop and started making their way towards you. You noticed the same demon patterns from before, except something was off. You couldn't see the other eye but you saw how the left eye was an orange colour.
It wasn't until the figure walked into the light did you come to the realization that this wasn't Jinu.
But it didn't make sense, if demons had demon patterns then why did she have them?
She looked dishevelled and broken, completely unlike herself on stage. There’s no way it could be her.
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summary - along with finding out your idol members are demons you also have to prepare for the idol awards
warning - fem reader, mention of bullying, mention of violence
w/c - 3,6K
a/n - extremely late chapter pls forgive me starting uni has not been fun, pls correct me if there are any mistakes, comments, reblogs and likes are much appreciated, hope you enjoy!
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Demons. Contracts. Patterns.
Of course you didn't believe any of it. How could you?
As they spoke about their ‘contract’ with ‘Gwi-ma’, you couldn't help but come to the realisation that your idol members were utterly crazy. If they'd gotten tattoos they didn't need to create such an exaggerated lie.
And yet you still couldn't shake the feeling that there was some truth in their words. They'd always been good actors, always hiding their true personalities from the world. They wanted the world to see them as these ‘innocent angels,’ but this time, they did the opposite.
Their voices held so much pain and guilt that it felt like they were confessing a crime.
As the leader, Jina was doing most of the talking. She told you how each of the members of Harmoness (except you) were all good friends in high school, each with dreams of becoming idols. But in the end, only Jina managed to get anywhere close when she got her moment on an idol competition show.
Despite how envious they were, Eun-jin and Soo-ah continued to support her from the sidelines, all whilst continuously training to catch up to her. But when Jina got eliminated from the competition, they had lost all hope.
Jina was the best out of all of them. If she couldn't do it, how could they hope to? And soon that desperate desire for fame consumed them. Consumed them enough for Gwi-ma to take notice.
Assuming all their dreams would finally come true, they created a contract with the demon, and for a while, everything was fine. But it wasn't until patterns started showing up on their bodies that things started to change for them. They started focusing more on their patterns than their idol life, causing the group's popularity to waver.
And then there was you. The perfect scapegoat.
To them, you were just an outsider, so when Hojin blamed you for the group's downfall, they didn’t defend you.
In truth, from the moment you joined their group, they were jealous of you. You didn't have to sacrifice everything just to debut. You didn't suffer just looking at your body, and you didn't have to hear the horrid voices in your head. They were so jealous of you because they knew you were better than they were in every way. Their talents were all fake, a gift wrapped in strings from Gwi-ma himself.
Their insecurity led them to harbour a deep hatred against you. They didn't want to admit that you were better than them, so they chose to hate you.
By the time they were finished with their story, they were in tears, sobbing with each word. You couldn't help but feel bad. Even though they'd been horrible to you for as long as you'd known them, you'd never seen them so vulnerable before. And even though you didn't believe the whole demon thing, you still pitied them.
But that didn't mean you had to forgive them.
They weren't forced by anyone to do anything. They didn't have to make your life miserable, but they chose to. You were surprised it took them so long to realise just how selfish they really were.
“(Y/N), now that you've heard our story and seen just how sorry we are, could you find it in your heart to forgive us?” Eun-jin pleaded, wiping away her tears and replacing her expression with a hopeful smile. The others did the same and started to come closer to you. At some point they were almost touching you, and you slowly backed away, not because you were scared but because of how uncomfortable they were making you feel.
They could say sorry all they want, but that didn't mean you'd have to forgive them. You shook your head and watched as their smiles faltered for a moment. “Come on (Y/N), we know how much you want to be our friend and…we want to be your friend too”. The hesitation in Soo-ah’s words was enough to tell you that she didn’t mean any of it.
You started to suspect that they only wanted to be your friend just to gain something. It could've been because of your newfound popularity or the attention you received from the Saja Boys that they wanted to get closer to you. But in the end, it didn't matter.
Today you got to see their true colours.
They were selfish and greedy.
And even after realising that, they didn’t change. Even after making your life miserable, they expected that your forgiveness would be guaranteed with just a made up story.
But you wouldn't give it to them.
You'd already given them your pride and your tears. You wouldn't give them anything else.
“I don't want to be friends with people like you”.
Before you could hear them out you shoved the door open and bolted your way out. When you turned to look back at them you could see their stunned expressions. They were confused at how much you’d developed. Before you wouldn't have hesitated to jump at the opportunity to be their friend, but now that had changed.
Upon noticing some staff entering the hallway you turned back around and faced the girls. “But don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your TATTOOS”, you smirked, making sure to say the last part louder so even the staff could hear it.
As you walked away, you almost laughed at the sounds of arguments coming from the staff and your members. You obviously didn't believe that their tattoos were a part of some ‘demon curse’, so you could only imagine them trying to explain their tattoos to Hojin.
It was such an exaggerated lie.
Demons obviously didn't exist.
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At long last, the day had finally arrived.
The Idol Awards.
It wasn't something you were particularly looking forward to, you just wanted it to be over and done with.
Although you couldn't help but feel slightly giddy at the idea of watching the Saja Boys perform live on stage. It was a shame you couldn't watch them from the crowd, but at least backstage you'd get a closer visual of them. On top of that, HUNTR/X and a bunch of other idol groups would be attending, giving you the chance to meet them.
You were surprised a group like yours managed to even participate in a big event like the Idol Awards, but apparently Hojin pulled some strings to get here. Although you knew winning was out of your league, you still prepared to give your all, knowing this was your group's big chance to make a comeback and give back to all the fans that’d been supporting you.
Right now, you, along with the other members, were practising your performance one last time before getting dressed. Ever since they told you about being ‘demons’ and their ‘patterns’, you actively avoided them despite the weird stares they’d give you. Whenever you caught them staring at you, they quickly looked away. Most likely embarrassed that they spilled a whole load of nonsense to you. Their tattoos were hardly enough proof of them turning into demons, so why should you believe them?
After calling them out in front of the staff members, rumours started to spread among the girls. They’d say how they were affiliated with a gang, how they were caught outside the company building smoking, and even that they had old men for boyfriends.
You hadn't intended for things to end up like this, you only wanted to start some mischief as payback for the girls, but it seems things ended up going a bit too far.
The girls started to fall out of Hojin’s favour and you ended up being the new Jina after your sudden popularity at the fan sign event. Although the pressure coming from him was a bit overwhelming. Before he wouldn't have batted an eye at you, but now his eyes were only ever on you.
As you were walking to the dressing room, you started to think of the Saja Boys. They should be somewhere around here, and as much as you wanted to go talk to them for some last minute encouragement, you knew you shouldn't. You knew you’d properly end up getting side tracked.
After the events at the fansigning, the videos of you and the Saja Boys ended up going viral. Surprisingly there were a lot of people who absolutely adored the relationship you had with the Saja Boys. Netizens liked to believe they were like your older brothers, and you were their little sister. They definitely couldn't have been more wrong, but it was better than having them cancel you.
If they did you were sure your idol life would officially be over by now.
As if on cue, you received a text message coming from Romance in the group chat you were in with him and the other boys.
We took a peek at ur performance in the dance room
U were so hot
You almost tripped over your own feet reading the message and quickly turned back to make sure no one was around to see you, or your screen. When you looked back down at your phone you could see the others scolding Romance for the inappropriate comment.
Although you couldn't help but notice how Baby had reacted to Romance’s message with a thumbs up.
I’m going to be on stage soon
In case I don't see u before ur performance, good luck!
The chat was flooded with encouraging messages for you and you smiled in joy. Your nerves were almost instantly washed away at their words.
If they felt like you could do it, then you knew you could.
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Your eyes were shut and your position locked. The only thing you could hear was the faint sound of whispers amongst the crowd. You even heard your name being mentioned several times, and you felt your poker face slowly slipping away when a smile brushed across your cheeks. Luckily the stage was pitch black so no one could see.
Once you heard the countdown in your earpiece, you quickly reverted back to your neutral expression and prepared yourself. Your heart raced at the sound of music picking up, and the screams that followed from the crowd. And with a final beep in your ear, the lights turned on, and you began to dance.
On instinct you moved to your starting position, which was at the back. Jina at the front, and the others in the middle. Although you tried to focus on yourself, you couldn't help but notice how sloppy their movements were, hardly giving any effort.
You could hear the cheers from the crowd begin to die down at the sight, some even looking around in confusion. But still you continued.
Once it came to your lines you moved to the front and gave it your all. Your verse was the shortest, but after some last minute changes you somehow managed to score an entire minute just for yourself. Throughout that one minute you kept your eyes shut and your concentration focused.
Focus, (Y/N).
Hojin is watching you.
Your members are watching you.
The Saja Boys are watching you.
The world is watching you.
And when your verse was finally over and you had the confidence to open your eyes, you could see them looking at you. All of them staring at you. They were cheering.
For you.
“(Y/N)!!!”
“YOUR VOICE IS SO BEAUTIFUL”
Seeing their positive reaction made you smile even wider, sending the crowd into a frenzy when they saw that they’d caught your attention.
Even as you were pushed to the back, the audience’s attention was still on you. They didn't want to focus on the other girls, they only wanted to see you.
The joy you carried spilled into them, and they adored you for it.
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As you made your way off stage you were panting with every step. You could still hear the crowd cheering your name, and you felt your cheeks hurt from how much you were smiling.
The cheers rang through your mind even as you made your way to the dressing room. You prayed the Saja Boys had been watching you from backstage, cheering for you.
Wait.
They were next.
If you hurried, you could get to them in time to wish them good luck.
Splitting from the group, you raced towards their dressing room, praying you'd catch them before they went on stage. You were so overwhelmed with joy that you just had to see them.
They were the reason you managed to get this far, they did this. You wouldn't have been this happy without them, you needed to show them your gratitude.
Once you reached the room you started to slow down once you heard voices coming from inside. Female voices.
Your heart started to race. Who was in there with them? You would've assumed it was their makeup artists if it weren't for the shouting coming from the girls. They were arguing.
The door was slightly perched open and you peeked through the opening to get a look at the situation. The first thing you could see was the Saja Boys standing on one side of the room. They looked pretty tame for people who were in a fight. And when you turned to the other side of the room, your heart stopped. It was HUNTR/X. What were they doing here, arguing with the Saja Boys?
Your mind wandered to all sorts of things, things you hadn't hoped to be true. You prayed this was just some work related idol banter and nothing personal.
“What are you trying to pull, Saja Boys?!”
You heard Zoey yell, whilst Rumi instantly put her hand on her shoulder to calm her down. Clearly, whatever they were talking about, they wanted to keep it a secret.
“Come on, HUNTR/X. We aren't hiding anything”, Jinu taunted smugly as he walked towards Rumi, “We just want the chance to perform on stage, nothing wrong with that, is there?”
“There wouldn't be an issue if you weren't DEMONS!”
You froze.
What did they mean by ‘demons’?
You stood there, waiting.
Waiting for them to deny it. To call it stupid, anything.
But they didn't.
They just laughed.
And that's when you knew that all the stuff Jina said was true.
It wasn't just some prank.
Demons were real…and apparently the guys you were in love with were ones.
Without waiting to hear anything else, you ran off, wanting to be as far away from them as possible. It wasn't that you were upset, but you were so overwhelmed by the newfound information that you didn't know how to process it. All you knew right now was that you couldn't face them directly.
You prayed that this was all a bad dream. That none of this was real, and you'd wake up in your bed.
After a while of running, you ended up in an empty dance studio. You felt at peace here. Now you could collect your thoughts without worry.
You hoped this was some sort of prank, probably done by your members just to trick you or make fun of you, to see how you'd react to such a blatant lie. But you couldn't help but find it suspicious.
The missing people, HUNTR/X’s strange behaviour, how all your problems suddenly disappeared as soon as the Saja Boys entered your life.
Everything felt so…unreal…
Although you still couldn't fathom how HUNTR/X paired into this. Were they also demons? Is every K-pop idol a demon?
You slowly breathe out, realising you'd held it in for far too long. You shouldn't worry about this, you should communicate with the boys and hopefully they'll explain everything, you thought.
As you turned around to leave the room you were stopped dead in your tracks once you saw someone walk in. The room was completely dark, making it hard to make out who it was but you somehow knew who it was.
“Jinu, what are you doing here? Aren't you meant to be on stage right now?” You asked, slightly panicked. His performance was supposed to be right now, so why was he here?
“(Y/N)”, Jinu said, his voice unnervingly calm. You watched as his arm reached backwards and locked the door, the sound ringing through the room like a bell. A warning bell.
And that’s when you knew, you knew that he'd seen you.
You didn't want to confront him about what you’d overheard at this moment of time, you wanted to wait till everything was over, when they actually had the time to talk. But it’s like the words began to spill out of your mouth, you couldn't keep it in anymore.
“You really are a demon, aren't you?”
With everything you knew there was no denying it anymore. The silence in the room only became more deafening from there until he finally broke the silence.
“I guess there’s no point hiding it now, darling”, he slowly crept closer towards you. But you didn't back away. Despite everything you knew you still weren’t afraid of him. You trusted him.
You trusted them.
Jina, Soo-ah and Eun-jin were demons. They were horrible. But they weren't horrible because they were demons, they’d already been like that.
But not the Saja Boys. They'd done nothing but treat you right ever since they'd met you. The least you could do would be to trust them.
“My group members told me they were demons… I didn't believe them”, you turned to look up at him, “but I guess it's true”.
Jinu didn't stop until he was right in front of you, looking down at you. Patterns along his skin began to illuminate in the same pink hue that your members had. Now that there was some light you could finally see his face. Except, it held no emotion. No happiness, no pain, no fear. You couldn't read what he was feeling.
“Do I not disgust you, (Y/N)?” He uttered, pulling your chin up, wanting to observe your every facial expression. But your face remained the same. Even if he was a demon, it didn't change the fact that you loved him, “You'd never disgust me, Jinu”.
At first, he didn't say anything until he suddenly burst out into laughter. It was so unexpected that you couldn't help but flinch. It wasn't until he finally stopped that he spoke again, “Even if my hands are soaked in human blood?”
You could feel your body turn cold and your heart stop. Surely he didn’t mean what you thought he meant.
You knew he was a demon, but him being a murderer…
Although it sounded obvious that a demon would hurt humans, you never thought someone like Jinu would do something like that. From the time that you had known them you knew they were good. Yes they were suspicious from the start, but you hadn't expected this. You brushed it off because you were shrouded by your feelings for them.
It was one thing that they were demons, but this…
What could you possibly say to that?
Even asking why wouldn't help much, it wouldn’t change the fact that he was still a murderer. And he didn't seem ashamed of it either. It's like he wanted to see you suffer.
You were so overwhelmed with emotion that you hadn't noticed how close Jinu had gotten. It wasn't until you finally realised what was going on that his lips were already on yours. When you tried to pull away, he just sharply pulled you back and smirked. You couldn't understand why he was doing this. He tells you that he’s a murderer and then proceeds to kiss you?
Was this some sort of sick joke?
You continued to thrash around in his grip, trying to pull away from him when you felt your body slowly becoming lighter. It felt as though something was being ripped away from you.
When you finally managed to get away from him, you shoved him, sending him stumbling backwards.
You noticed a bright light coming from below you, and you looked down to see a blue trail floating out of you. The more that came out, the weaker you felt. Soon your vision began to feel blurry and you felt your knees weaken. When you were about to hit the ground Jinu grabbed you, pulling you up and holding you in his arms.
Unfortunately you were too weak to pull away, feeling yourself slowly lose consciousness. However you could hear a noise coming from across the room, several different voices, shouting and arguing. The Saja Boys.
You tried to listen as best as you could so you could hold on to life, but you felt yourself becoming more drained by the second.
Jinu started arguing back with the boys and even tightened his grip on you. Black spots began to cloud your vision, the only thing keeping you awake was the sounds of screams coming from the people in the room.
But soon your ears lost their hearing, and you began to lose any consciousness you had. The last thing you saw was Jinu's face looking down at you with a pained expression. But you didn't have time to think about it before eventually passing out.
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a/n - was listening to teri meri whilst writing the final scene, it helped me get into the right mood
if yall dont remember me im the girl that makes the your idol story with the saja boys
so basically settling into uni was crazy but ive finally done it lots of things ended up happening and i lowkey thought of dropping out like over 10 times LOL
every time i thought id finally been given a break summit else happened which set back any writing
but hopefully things will stay peaceful and i can write without worry
throughout the month i managed to write a bit its not a lot but chapter 6 will be coming supppper soon so look forward to that, hopefully yall haven't lost interest yet
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SUPPORTING ME YALL U GIVE ME A REASON TO LIVE IT MEANS SM THAT U READ MY FICS AND LOOK FORWARD TO NEW CHAPTERS BUT YEH TYYSM MWAHHH
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summary - your manager insists on hosting a fan signing event, but not to worry because the saja boys will always be there for you
warning - fem reader, sexual tension, swearing, violence, bullying
w/c - 5,7K
a/n - ig posting late is part of my routine now lol, pls correct me if there are any mistakes, comments, reblogs and likes are much appreciated, hope you enjoy!
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For the next couple of days you found yourself within the care of the Saja Boys. They refused to let you leave and insisted on taking care of you to the best of their abilities.
It wasn't until it was undeniable that you were all better that you were finally allowed to leave their home and go back to work. Ever since you called in sick, you had received non-stop phone calls coming from Hojin telling you to come back or else.
When Jinu caught wind of this, he told you he'd take care of things and that you shouldn't worry. The next day the phone calls mysteriously stopped but despite finally finding your peace without a ringing in your ear, you couldn't help but worry.
What did Jinu do?
Something about, not just Jinu, but all of the boys was a mystery to you. It felt like too many good things happened once they showed up in your life.
Tomorrow was a fan sign event for your group so you needed to leave at some point, much to the boys' dismay. The idea was suggested by Hojin, saying that it would get the fans more excited for our moment on the Idol Awards, but you couldn't help but silently pray something would come up, leaving the event to be cancelled.
Harmoness had a fan signing event during the peak of your career, but even then, you weren't popular. You found yourself often ignored by fans who only wanted attention from the more popular members. The humiliation you felt that day after realizing your table was empty had left a mark on you that left what little confidence you had to waver.
You doubted there were going to be a lot of people there, but you were still nervous. Face-to-face interaction was pressuring. But during your short time at the mansion the boys reassured you that there was nothing to worry about, and even let you practice what you’d say with them.
Although it was mostly Jinu helping, considering the others weren't all that helpful. Abby wouldn't stop praising himself, Mystery would get too touchy, Romance wouldn't stop flirting with you, and Baby barely said anything. Still, you were grateful for their help. Most fans may not act like this, but it was good to still be prepared.
Whilst helping you, you couldn't help but notice the strange look in Jinu's eyes. Actually, all the boys had that same sad look in their eyes when they looked at you. They would always act clueless when you questioned them, further contributing to your suspicions that something was wrong.
Abby was currently driving you and the boys back to your apartment, with you sitting in the front seat next to him. You could hear mumbles of confusion and concern coming from the backseat once you reached the apartment building. When you opened the car door Baby grabbed your arm to stop you from leaving, “Doll, why are we here?” Baby asked, worry laced through his words. You almost laughed at his expression and carefully explained to him that you lived there.
The boys looked back at the apartment, becoming more horrified with each new thing they saw: crumbling walls, mouldy sides, broken windows. There's no way you lived there.
As you made your way up the apartment staircase you could hear the sounds of dogs barking and neighbours arguing, something you had become used to over the time you had lived there. Romance grabbed your arm in fear at the sound of another dog barking and he silently prayed this was just a sick joke.
“(Y/N), your taste in comfort is strange. Why would you choose to live here?” he asks, flinching at the sound of something falling. After Gwi-ma allowed him access to the human world he primarily stayed within the richer areas of Korea, never needing or wanting to venture out any further. The unfamiliar sight of your apartment made him uncomfortable, especially with the idea of you having to live here. He had assumed all idols lived the same luxurious lives he did, so you being here had to have been a choice.
You let out an embarrassed laugh as you struggled to open the door, “The apartments around my company building were too expensive. This was the only thing I could afford”.
Looking at them you could see the pitiful gaze in their eyes, and you quickly reassured them, “Oh, but don't worry, it's not so bad in here. Maybe during the winter, but it's usually pretty good!”
You shove open the stiff apartment door with a struggle and lead the boys to the living room sofa for them to sit down. Once they were all together you started to worry at the realization that there wasn't enough space for all of them to sit.
You could see Romance struggle to squeeze himself next to Abby and Mystery being forced to sit on the floor. Baby chose to stay stood next to Jinu.
Seeing their irritated expressions you quickly offered to make them some tea and rushed to the kitchen in hopes of easing the situation. Perhaps some hot tea will help lighten the mood, you thought. As you rummaged through the cabinets panic started to settle in once you noticed the shortage of mugs needed. Since you didn't often get guests you only owned three mugs, which weren't enough for five Saja Boys
Would they notice you quickly leaving to get a few more mugs?
At the sound of footsteps entering the kitchen you turn around to see Baby looking at you with an unbothered expression before leaning against the counter and going back on his phone.
“What's up with you?” He asks casually as he scrolls through his phone.
You looked down, embarrassed and confessed, “I don't have enough mugs for all of you”. Even though you didn't have much to offer, you still wanted to show them the same hospitality they showed you, to thank them for all they've done for you.
But it seems like you'd already messed that up.
Baby gave a light chuckle, surprising you.
“You're so fucking stupid”.
You looked at him, shocked and embarrassed. You knew you'd messed up, inviting them inside, knowing the state of your apartment. It didn't take a genius to figure out how uncomfortable they all were, but it hurt the way Baby mocked you just for trying.
To him, you were a failure.
He looked up from his phone once he noticed your silence and moved towards you.
“I didn't mean it like that”, he says, putting his hand under your chin and lifting your head to look up at him.
Now that you could see his eyes, you could see how much emotion they held. Since Baby was usually looking down, you rarely got to see his eyes or the way they'd look at you.
“I’m not good with words…I just think you're stupid thinking we give a damn about some stupid mugs”.
Hearing him talk so much at once came as a shock to you. You knew how uncomfortable he was with speaking face to face, so it was surprising how much he said whilst being so close to you.
“We only want you”, he whispers, leaning in closer. “I want you”, he says before connecting your lips, his tongue pushing against the barriers of your lips in an attempt to open them up.
Having been so relaxed by his words you unconsciously allow his tongue in, allowing it to explore your mouth freely. You started to become confident enough that you brought your hands up to cuff Baby's cheeks, wanting to feel his lips even closer to yours. Baby was slightly surprised at your newfound confidence, but to him, it only made you more attractive.
When he was with you, when they were with you, everything just went away. Every bad thought. Every bad memory. Every doubt. It all just went away.
Once Baby felt like you'd had enough he pulled away from you, looking at you with so much pride.
“Next time we'll do that in front of a camera”, he flirts before walking away.
It took you a while to compose yourself, still slightly shaken by the intensity of the kiss before moving your attention back onto the mugs.
The tea wasn't important anyway.
As you were putting the mugs away you could hear the sounds of bickering coming from the living room.
“We can't let her stay here, she'll die from freezing”.
“It doesn't matter anymore, we need to focus on the plan”.
“Are you still going on with that stupid fucking plan?”
“Wait, I thought you were just lying to Gwi-ma, don't tell me you were being serious?”
“We don't have a choice”.
Although you tried not to eavesdrop, it was difficult with them speaking so loudly. You figured the first part was about you, but what was this “plan” they were on about? you questioned, and why were the others so against it?
After some thinking you chose to brush it off. They've done so much for you, the least they deserved was your trust. You knew they'd never do anything to hurt you.
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Even with the dressing room being coated with the pungent smell of hairspray and makeup, all you could think about was the group of people waiting outside of it.
Today was the day of the fan signing event, and soon you'd be meeting the fans waiting outside, but despite all the training you went through with the Saja Boys, you still couldn't shake away the nervousness.
Looking around you could see Soo-ah, arguing with one of the assistants about her outfit being too “revealing”. Looking down at your clothes, you noticed how yours were different from your other members', yours showing slightly more skin compared to theirs. Although you didn't mind it, you were slightly confused why they were being so picky with their outfits, they never had a problem with it before.
“Please stop, I can get fired if I don't do your makeup”.
You turned to see Eun-jin’s makeup artist trying to stop her from using the makeup brush in her hand, but she pushed her away and continued putting the blush across her cheeks. She went on to complain that she didn't trust the artist with her makeup, so she would continue doing it herself. Seeing the makeup artist look so panicked you couldn't help but feel bad.
When you searched around the room to look for Jina, you could see her chugging down another can of an energy drink whilst scrolling through her phone. Upon further inspection, you noticed the other girls with piles of empty cans besides them. Perhaps the stress of the Idol Awards and the fan signing led to them lacking sleep, resulting in their new energy drink addiction. Although you knew it was wrong, you couldn't help but feel comforted by this, glad to know that despite the facade they put up, they were still humans with human emotions.
At the sounds of loud banging across the door everyone stopped what they were doing and turned towards the source of the noise.
“Girls, get here, NOW!”
The voice was undoubtedly Hojin's, annoyed that the event was being delayed for so long. You let out an anxious sigh before getting up and walking out with the other members.
Once you were in your seat, you were surprised at how big the room was, despite how unpopular your group had become. “We have a lot of people booked today, so be ready Jina”, Hojin says, ignoring you and the other girls.
Jina scoffed before closing her hand mirror and taking a final sip of her drink. She was used to being the centre of attention since most fans just came for her.
“The doors are opening soon, get ready”.
Be confident (Y/N), there’s nothing to worry about.
“Hey (Y/N)”, you heard Eun-jin call and you turned to look at her.
She had a wide grin plastered across her face, “Don't be too sad if everyone's forgotten about you. I wouldn’t have expected anything less”, she mocks, letting out a high-pitched laugh. Jina, Soo-ah, and even some of the staff members started laughing and you hunched back in your seat, embarrassed.
All that confidence and training you gained with the boys was all for nothing as you felt your throat close up. You kept your head down even as you heard the sounds of chaotic footsteps approach you, knowing they weren't actually here for you.
Eun-jin was right.
Everyone probably did forget about you.
“WE WANT TO SEE (Y/N)”.
Your head shot up at the sound of your name being called. Was that someone calling out for you? Scanning through the crowd to find the source became a challenge once almost everyone started calling out your name.
“(Y/N), LOOK AT ME PLEASE”.
“I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN (Y/N)”.
“GET OUT OF MY WAY, I WANT TO SEE (Y/N)”.
Was this some sort of prank?
You turned to look at the other members, only to see them equally as shocked. Wasn't this done by them? Why did they look so surprised?
Even Hojin looked taken aback, struggling to push back the desperate crowd. “Al-alright, let's get this started”, he laughs nervously and cautiously guides an aggressive fan over to Jina. She shook off her confusion for a confident look and was prepared to ask if he wanted a signature before being interrupted.
“I don't want you, I want (Y/N)”, he protests, struggling against Hojin’s grip to rush towards you. You could see the baffled look spread across your members’ faces by the fan’s behaviour. During their idol career they'd met a lot of crazy fans so they were accustomed to some of them stalking them, chasing them down, and even assaulting their bodyguards. But to them, the craziest thing about these fans was just how obsessed they were with you.
You.
Out of all the members, why would they be obsessed with someone like you?
Hojin was more pissed than anyone here considering the amount of money he spent investing in Jina, only for you to come in and take her spot as the most popular member. He’d almost forgotten about you, only seeing you as a nuisance that would get in the way of the other members.
When did you get so popular? Hojin wondered.
Did a clip of you go viral somehow?
All of this only started to happen after meeting the Saja Boys. Did they have something to do with this?
Hojin figured he’d take advantage of the situation since happy fans meant more money.
“Bring out a separate table for (Y/N)”, he instructed. “Anyone who wants to talk with just (Y/N), please form a line in front of her!”
You felt yourself being dragged away to a table much further away from the girls and you turned to look at Hojin in confusion. This wasn't how group fan signings were supposed to be.
Most of the crowd had gathered up in a messy line in front of your table. You could see them pushing and shoving each other, some even arguing over who was first in line.
Once you sat down you turned to see that only a group of five people remained where they were. You could tell they were just as confused by the situation as you were, and you could even see them slightly hesitating to get into your line. The girls were red in the face with embarrassment at the clear sign of favouritism between the fans.
Despite how shocked you were, you couldn't help but find the situation heart warming. Although you were still worried this was some sort of prank, you couldn't help but want to embrace it.
After shoving another fan to the side, a long-haired man wearing a shirt with your face on it sat in front of you. In his hands you could see several boxes, some with luxury brand logos etched onto them. His excitement was obvious since he wouldn't stop fidgeting around in his seat, and judging from the eye bags around his eyes you knew he'd been waiting outside all night, poor thing.
“Hello, thank you so much for coming”, you greet hesitantly, unprepared for an interaction as eager as this.
“(Y/N)!” he cries, tears pooling down his large eyes. You flinch at the unexpected cry and quickly move forward to ask what's wrong. “I can't believe I finally get to meet you!”
He continues wailing as you sit there, unsure of how to handle the situation. On one hand you couldn't help but feel bad, knowing you were the cause of his cries, even if it wasn't intentional. If you'd known someone was this desperate to see you, you wouldn't have bothered waiting for the fan signing event.
But on the other hand, you couldn't help but feel overjoyed. The idea that just your presence alone was enough to make someone burst into tears. You were starting to feel like all the hardships you went through as an idol were starting to pay off. You were finally being noticed and loved.
Usually fan interactions only lasted a minute each, but at some point you found yourself talking more than the fan, who you now knew as Jelly. It was a strange name, but you found it cute. For the next couple of minutes you would talk to Jelly about your current interests, concerts and the Idol Awards. During your interaction you couldn't stop smiling, already feeling like you and Jelly were best friends.
Eventually Hojin had had enough and put a stop to your interaction, much to your disappointment. Before Jelly left he placed the boxes on the table, but before you got a chance to look at them the staff quickly collected the gifts, leaving you curious about the contents inside.
You made sure to give Jelly a final handshake, but not before noticing the light blue tint coming from underneath his sleeve. For a moment you were slightly concerned, worried that he was sick, but a final, joyful cry from him soothed your worries. No one this happy could be that sick.
You gave the same treatment to all the other fans that came next. Each being just as eager as the next, making any uncertainty from before wash away completely. Although you couldn't help but feel bad for the staff who had to keep running to your table to collect the gifts the fans had given you. You’d get so much stuff that it was falling off the table.
Throughout the fan signing you could feel the burning gazes coming from your members and despite doing your best to ignore it, you still felt uncomfortable knowing your every move was being ridiculed. Since they were done with their side the only thing left was to wait for you to finish, and they hated every second of it. The girls were filled to the brim with bitter jealousy. How did you suddenly snatch everyone’s attention overnight?
It's just like with the Saja Boys. How did you manage to get their attention?
After everything they'd done to get here.
After everything they've sacrificed.
And you just take it all.
Watching you babble on for hours made them sick with rage.
As you were on the final fan, you heard a loud commotion occur near the entrance. You stood up to take a closer look at the situation, but found it difficult with everyone surrounding the source. The people surrounding it were all cheering and screaming, leaving you more confused than ever.
A fan moved out of the way, leaving a mesh of different, brightly coloured hair to seep through the crowd. Once you recognized the familiar colours you let out a gasp. It couldn't be them.
Why would they be here?
After some more conflict, the staff led the boys through the groups of fans, guiding them towards you.
The Saja Boys.
The girls all stood up in shock.
What were they doing here?
Hojin was just as confused about the situation, “The Saja Boys, but what are you doing here? Harmoness is here for a fan signing, was the room double booked?” he panicked, looking around the room for assistance. He just couldn't catch a break with all these new incidents occurring.
Abby pushed him to the side, leaving the others free to move towards you. Fans in the crowd cheered and snapped photos as they passed, encouraging some of the members to wave and pose.
In their hands you could see them each holding several large bags. When they made it to your table you were about to greet them like you normally would till you remembered you were in front of an audience. You didn't want a scandal to break out for being too friendly with them.
It was a shame since you were really happy they were here.
“What are you guys doing here?” You could see them smirk at each other before dropping the bags down onto the table. Looking down you could see them filled to the brim with all kinds of expensive gifts. When you looked back up to question them, you saw each of them with their hands held out for you to take.
It took you a second to realize what was going on before you let out a shriek, “You’re not here for the fan signing, are you?” They each looked at you with a knowing smirk and felt as each of them took one of your hands and shook it, just like a regular fan would.
Except these weren't regular fans.
These were the Saja Boys.
Some of the fans in the crowd noticed what was going on and started screaming.
“LOOK, THEY’RE HOLDING HANDS”
“AWW THAT'S SO CUTE”
“THIS IS SO GOING ON AO3”
You started to panic at the realization that you’d been caught. Although you didn't mind the positive feedback you were receiving, you knew positivity could easily turn sour. When you turned to the side you could see your members with their eyes wide open in shock. When did you get so close?
They had become suspicious during your time in the infirmary, but they never would've guessed it'd go this far.
Looking at their shocked faces, you couldn't help but laugh. Seeing them like this was only a recent phenomenon as a result of the uncanny appearance of the Saja Boys. Ever since you met them your life has miraculously turned upside down. It was as though they came into your life just to make things better.
You watched as their faces twisted into anger at your amused expression, and although knowing the trouble you would receive after this, you reciprocated with a mocking smirk. It felt good to be on the winning side for once, and with all the suffering you went through because of them, you deserved this.
You turned to face the boys, showcasing them a grateful look, to which they understood. Letting go of their hands you reflected on your time with them and the memories that came with them. To you, they were the happiest moments of your life. You felt a hand on your shoulder and looked up to see Jinu, concerned with your momentary silence. And in that moment you felt more confident than ever, so confident that you didn't seem to care about the onlooking audience, that you wrapped your arms around his shoulder and pulled him close for a hug.
The audience all started screaming in joy at the sight, and you watched at how your members had their mouths hung open. Despite the sounds of cameras flashing, you didn't back down. You wanted to savour this moment for as long as possible. The consequences would be worth it.
You almost laughed at the sound of Jina screaming at Hojin to do something, but knowing him he was too much of a coward to try anything against the Saja Boys.
Hands trailed across your back tenderly as you saw Jinu look at you with a proud smile etched across his face. Seeing you come so far, seeing how far you’ll go, it only made him love you even more.
And for a split second, his smile faltered. When he remembered what he’d promised. What the future holds. He remembered how all of this was temporary.
You were temporary.
You were too absorbed in the moment to notice the conflict going through Jinu's mind and broke free from the embrace to hug each of the other boys, not wanting them to feel left out.
But when you made your way to hug Abby you could see his mind was elsewhere since he didn't reciprocate the hug. Honestly, you were a bit worried. Wondering if he’d finally gotten sick of all the physical contact between the two of you.
You gave him a playful huff and crossed your arms, letting him know just how disappointed you were. After saying your final goodbyes to the boys, you and your members faced the audience and gave them a polite bow. Most responded with cheers, some responded with cries begging you not to leave. You felt your eyes water, you never wanted this moment to end.
Although you didn't know where this attention came from, you were grateful, now knowing there were people there to support your every step.
The walk back to the dressing room was painfully awkward with the girls not saying a word to each other. Still, you were afraid of what awaited you once you were finally alone with them.
Being so distracted in your thoughts you haven't noticed a figure walk up behind you and pull you into an empty storage closet. You were quick to panic, thrashing around in the stranger’s arms to get them to let you go. As you prepared to scream, a hand was pulled over your mouth, silencing you.
“Calm down, love. Don't want to alert the others, do we?”
Upon hearing the familiar voice your struggles came to a halt and you looked up to see Abby looking down at you with a smirk. Once he'd seen you'd finally calmed down he let go of his hand against your mouth and loosened his grip on you. With the tight space of the room you could feel your chest pressed against his, each flicker of movement causing your pulse to race.
“Abby, what are you doing?” You questioned, still slightly panicked from his brash way of getting you alone. You tried to create some distance between the two of you by stepping back, only for him to tighten his hold on you as a warning to stop. If he had the choice he would've been much closer to you, close enough to the point where even your clothes would stand in the way.
“What do you think I'm doing?” He says, putting his finger under your chin and lifting it. “Were you seriously not planning on kissing me?”
Oh, so that’s it.
He was jealous.
You almost laughed at the pout on his face, for such a big guy he looked so adorable. After all that physical contact you were surprised he was still looking for more. His pout was replaced with a smile once he felt your hands tangled through his pink locks, realizing what was coming. You pulled him forward, guiding his lips to yours, closing any distance between the two of you. The warm embrace from his lips felt intimate yet desperate, as though Abby needed your skin against his.
His hands surrounding your waist slowly cascaded further down till eventually they reached your ass. Once you felt a tight grip against your rear you let out a gasp and pulled away from the kiss.
Way to ruin the moment.
Abby felt no regret, evident from his proud smirk. “Maybe another time”, he shrugs, putting some distance between you. When you were about to reply a sudden realization hit you.
By now you had kissed almost all the boys. It took you a while to realize it but you liked them, all of them. But was that wrong? To want to be loved by all of them? You felt selfish for wanting more than what was normal, but you still couldn't help the feeling. They all made you feel loved in their own way, and you wanted to love them the same way.
The others all saw Romance kissing you, and yet they still came to pursue you. So does that mean they didn't care?
You hoped they wouldn't, you didn't want anyone's feelings getting hurt.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Abby asks, noticing the odd silence that covered the room. “Where are the others?” At this moment you didn't want to bring up your relationship with them, you wanted to save that until everyone was around.
“Told them I went toilet. They’re probably wondering why I'm taking so long”. You rolled your eyes playfully and smiled. He can act really childish at times.
After saying your goodbyes to Abby you dragged yourself back to the dressing room where you were met with the girls, standing in the centre of the room. Since they'd been staring at the door, you knew they’d been waiting for you.
Before entering you looked across the hallway to see if anyone was there to save you if things got out of hand, but to your dismay, there wasn't anyone. The girls had never gotten violent with you before, though the possibility still lingered.
Slowly, you entered the dimly lit room, cautious to make sure the door was slightly open in case you needed to make a quick exit. For some reason all the staff were gone, leaving you alone in the room with them. They never said a word to you, only glaring at you from their side of the room.
But your gaze never backed down. Although you were slightly scared, you were tired of being pushed around by them all the time. Today showed you you were worthy of being loved and you weren't going to let some insecure, pampered brats ruin all that.
As you were about to say something you heard the door behind you slam shut and you whipped your head back in surprise.
How did that happen?
You tried to pry open the door, but to your horror, it was jammed shut. Feeling an ominous presence behind you, you slowly turned to see the girls directly in front of you, still glaring at you. How did they get over here without making a sound?
The confidence you felt from earlier slowly started to diminish at the dangerous atmosphere entering the room.
Suddenly you felt a tight grip pressed against your neck as you were roughly shoved against the door. You struggled to claw against Eun-jin’s hands to escape the grasp she had on your neck, only leading her to tighten it. The lack of oxygen led you to gasp and choke for air, and you felt your vision start to blur.
“So how did you do it (Y/N)?” You faintly hear from behind the sounds of your struggling chokes.
“After everything we've done to get here, every sacrifice, and yet you somehow managed to get to a point where even we can't reach”, Jina spat, grabbing your cheeks between her sharp nails. Despite your struggles you glared at her, wanting her to feel just how much hatred you had for her.
A light glow coming from below you caught your attention and you looked down to see Jina’s arm, emitting a purple glow from behind her sleeve. Perhaps you were starting to hallucinate from the lack of oxygen but something was off with not just Jina, but all of them.
“We've had to sacrifice everything just to get here, and all you had to do was sit back and have everything handed to you? Just like that?”
You felt the hand around your neck finally let go and you immediately clung to every trace of oxygen you were given. Gasping and coughing for it before being thrust to the ground when a fist collides with your face. Your cheek burned with a stinging sensation, and you could feel blood run past your lips.
Looking up you could see Soo-ah bent over your body with her fist mid-air. You were taken aback, not expecting her to have been strong enough to land a punch that hard. As they loomed over you, you saw the way their eyes shone through the darkness in a predatory way.
You glared up at them and held your neck in comfort, “You think you're the only ones who's had to make sacrifices?" you muttered out softly, your voice now weak as a result of the injury sustained to it. Slowly, you stood up, trying to create as much distance between you as possible.
“Everyone in life has to make some sacrifices, you aren't special, you can't just hurt people just because you aren't happy with your miserable lives”.
“You don't know what we've had to sacrifice!” Soo-ah cries, but before you could respond she rips off her jacket, revealing bright purple lines spread across her arms and shoulders. You froze in place once you saw it and watched as the other girls took off their jackets, revealing the same strange marks. Their expressions had now shifted into something you'd never seen from them before.
Guilt.
“Tattoos?”
They looked at each other hesitantly before Jina spoke up for them.
“No, they’re a consequence of our greed”.
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a/n - the story is getting serious now 😋
yes i featured jelly, i love him sm
thank you @hoodiepandaninja16 for idea that the girls made a contract with gwi-ma, i loved it smm i had to add it into the story
@marionettafan requested a fan sign event where the boys would show up and that sounded soo cutee, tysmm for the request
Saja Boys x Idol! Reader │ part 4 │ previous │ next │
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summary - the saja boys do a terrible job at taking care of you when you're sick
warning - fem reader, possessive behaviour, swearing, sexual tension, spicy content
w/c - 4,5K
a/n - sorry for the delayed chapter I was on holiday, pls correct me if there are any mistakes, comments, reblogs and likes are much appreciated, hope you enjoy!
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“Please Jinu, you really don't have to do this”, you pleaded, grabbing his hands in an attempt to stop him from lifting up your trousers. Unfortunately, his grip was much stronger than yours, so he easily held your hands together to stop you.
“If I don't do this, your wound will get infected”, he explains whilst holding out the cotton bud laced with antiseptic, and you shudder in fear. Dance practice often led to a lot of injuries, but you still found the stinging pain that came with disinfecting a wound unbearable.
Once the soft material hit your skin, you shifted back against the sofa and bit down on your lips to suppress the pained whimper that planned to breach through.
Jinu looked up at you with pity before rubbing your exposed leg in comfort, “I know, darling. I know it hurts, but please bear with it just a little longer. Can you do that for me?”
The way he said it, almost as though he was begging, made you unable to resist, and you gave him a weary nod and sucked up your breath, preparing for the agonizing pain you were about to experience.
The hands surrounding you provided a distraction from the sharp pain coursing through your knees. After Baby had finished drying your hair, he'd taken a spot on the sofa right next to you, and was replaced with Mystery, who was now brushing your hair.
Mystery never failed to surprise you, from being a fan of yours to being good at styling hair. You saw a side to him that his fans would never even dream about.
Romance sat next to you, holding your hand for comfort, allowing you to squeeze it when you were in pain. Abby was busy making ramyeon in the kitchen, and of course, Jinu was attending to your knees. For the next couple of minutes you suffered through the pain, using the boys as a way to distract yourself. Seeing them distressed by your suffering comforted you, which motivated you to bear with the pain a little longer.
Jinu started to pull down the hem of your trousers, and you let out a sigh of relief, realizing he was finally done. You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around to see Mystery holding up a mirror. Looking at it, you saw how your hair was filled with all kinds of flowers, woven through the strands in an almost harmonious way.
“Mystery, this is so cute. I didn't know you knew how to do hair”, you gush, watching the way his ears became red from the compliment.
“Ramyeon’s here!”
Everyone turned around to see Abby walking in holding a tray full of cup noodles. He came to you first and held out the tray in front of you. You gave him a warm smile before taking the noodles and waited till everyone was sat down with their noodles before digging in, slurping down the noodles with excitement.
Ever since the phone call with Baby, you've been eating a lot more than usual, and dance practice had left you famished, so you definitely needed the meal. Each of the boys started talking to each other, leaving you alone in your thoughts. Your mind couldn't help but drift back to the encounter from moments ago.
That kiss.
You kept trying to avoid thinking about it, not wanting to make things awkward between you and your new friend, but it was almost impossible.
Subtly, you turned to Romance, watching him rake his hand through his perfectly styled hair. You watched in awe at the way he would speak to Abby. His voice, level. His face, perfect. Not a single imperfection anywhere.
So why would someone like him kiss someone like you?
Whilst talking his eyes swiftly moved to you and you quickly looked back down, praying he hadn’t noticed you staring.
Something about the way Romance looked at you, the way it made you feel. All of it was so foreign to you.
It was a warm, but suffocating feeling. The way, not just Romance, but all of them, made you feel was similar to the feeling of floating through warm water. You just felt free. But to you, it wasn't enough.
Despite being surrounded by people who have treated you better than you ever have in your life, you just couldn't help but want more. You felt selfish, knowing you couldn't just accept the love that they'd already given you.
But when you were kissed, it felt as though that selfish desire trapping your heart had been set free, and your desires had finally been met. You wanted more from these boys, but you didn't exactly know what.
Looking back at Romance, you could still see him, staring at you with those blazing eyes. Soon, your eyes trailed down to his lips, and you couldn't help the feeling of wanting them back on you. The memory of his lips consuming yours brought shivers down your spine.
A wave of insecurity washed over you suddenly once you realized how creepy you were being. You quickly slammed your noodle cup down and stood up, turning everyone's attention to you.
“I really should be going now”, you hurried out, “thank you for your hospitality”. You rushed to the door before being stopped by Baby, who was holding out his phone in front of you.
The first thing you noticed was the phone charm hanging off the side of his case, and you could feel your heart warm at the gesture. When you looked at the contents on the screen, you could see the weather app showing that it was going to rain for the entire week.
“Don't go”.
You looked back up to see his usual nonchalant face, but behind those eyes, you could see the pleading look buried beneath the layers. Turning around, you saw the others with the same look, each standing up, ready to stop you from leaving them.
Five very strong, eager men praying you'll stay with them.
Now that's definitely a unique experience.
You let out a tired sigh before accepting your fate. There was no use arguing with them.
Plus, it's not like you didn't want to stay.
“Fine, fine, I'll stay the night”.
Cheers erupt from the boys, and you’re immediately dragged back to the sofa.
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You woke up, feeling the ground below you significantly softer than what you were used to. Typically, you'd wake up to a sharp pain coming from your legs as a result of one of the mattress’s springs digging into your thigh throughout the night. But the mattress you were on felt as light as a cloud. Once you opened your eyes, you knew you weren't in your room, judging from how large it was, and fear shot through you.
Where were you?
You got out of the bed to inspect the room, only to be met with a wave of dizziness. Your body felt hot, and your vision was slightly blurred. Some of the memories from last night surfaced back into your mind, remembering how you'd fallen asleep on the sofa after watching an incredibly boring movie with the boys.
Considering the unfamiliar location, you must still be in their house. Despite the pain coursing through your head, you went to look for them, feeling lost without them in the maze of a mansion.
When you managed to find the staircase, you could hear the sounds of chatter coming from downstairs, and you knew it was them. Tightly, you gripped onto the staircase railing, still feeling dizzy, and advanced down the staircase.
Once you finally reached the kitchen, you could see the boys, still dressed in their nightwear. You let out a sigh of relief, glad you didn't wake up too late. Although upon further inspection, you noticed the lack of shirts coming from both Abby and Jinu. Quickly, you looked away from them, not wanting to become distracted by the layers of muscles trailing down their torsos. When you were about to say something, you were interrupted by a sharp pain pressing against your throat, making you release a fit of coughs, turning everyone's attention to you.
“Hey guys”, you muster out weakly, before letting out another strangled cough.
The cough, the dizziness, the burning up. You were surprised it took you so long to realise that you had caught a fever, probably from being drenched in the rain.
The Saja Boys were quick to surround you, each plastered with massive grins spread across their cheeks; they were a little too excited to see you.
“Are you feeling better now?” Jinu asked, holding onto your shoulder once he noticed you swaying slightly, “You ended up fainting. Not sure if it was because of the movie, or because of something else”.
Before responding, you looked outside to check on the weather, and to your dismay, it was still raining.
Curse that weatherman.
“I think I'm fine now, but my head feels kind of warm. I probably have a fever”, you admit, taking in the panicked expression coming from the boys. When you were about to reassure them that it wasn't anything serious, you felt yourself being picked up.
It was obvious who was picking you up, evident from the tight grip coming from the large hands that filled around the curves of your skin. Abby had carried you in a way where staring at his bare chest was unavoidable. It was clear just how much he worked out from just how large his torso was compared to yours, and the way his abs would glisten in the light.
You still didn't understand what made Abby love carrying you so much, but if it pleased him, then you'd let him. Plus, you were starting to get used to it just as much as he was.
He carried you all the way upstairs, the others following behind. You didn't bother asking where you were going, already knowing the answer. Despite how resistant you were before, you were slowly getting used to the way the boys would care for you. Although it was strange considering the short time that you had interacted with each other, you couldn't deny that you also felt the same wave of protectiveness with them.
He laid you down gently on the bed and tucked you in, leaving you staring up at him and the others. “We'll be back soon, just rest”, he whispers, brushing a stray hair off your face and leaving you alone.
Since they're definitely not letting you go, you figured you'd get comfortable and sleep a little more.
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“Come on, Baby, hurry up. What if she's dying?” Jinu panicked, shaking him violently whilst Baby growled in frustration. “I don't understand this human stuff, don't blame me”, he grumbled out, eyes locked on the screen in front of him.
‘What is a fever?’
“It sounds like she's dying. Should we take her to a hospital?” Mystery chirps, his voice on the edge of tears.
The boys turned to him, his worries starting to spread to them. When you passed out last night, they assumed it was either you needing rest or the boring film that was on, so they just carried you to a spare bedroom, thinking nothing of it.
Although they did argue over the idea that you should sleep in a much larger, more fancier room with one of the boys. But in the end, they decided that that would be your decision to make, once you were conscious. They didn't want you waking up thinking something else happened.
In the morning, they’d noticed how quietly you were speaking and even the way you were standing seemed off, but they’d brushed it off as being because you’d just woken up, not because of this ‘fever’. The demon boys still had a lot to learn about humans.
“Her symptoms all match up, it just says she needs lots of rest. She's not going to die since it's not that bad”.
The others let out a sigh of relief, comforted by Baby’s words. They figured this had to be the result of yesterday's events, and concluded that something like this would never happen again.
“I'm going to do more research, just make sure she's in bed”, he says and goes back to his phone. As soon as the boys heard that, they all rushed towards the staircase, pushing and shoving each other, hoping to be the first one to your room.
After a struggle, Abby had finally made it to the guest room and was about to unlock the door before being tackled by a breathless Romance – fighting was definitely not his strong suit. Mystery soon followed, even attempting to bite Abby's hands to prevent him from unlocking the door. They each wanted to be the first one to see you.
Because they had been so distracted, they hadn't noticed Jinu coming up from behind and unlocking the door for himself, sending each of them flying into your room. They all laid on the floor, groaning in pain at the impact of tumbling over each other. Once they noticed they were in your room, they were quick to get back up.
“(Y/N), where ar-”, Romance was interrupted by a hand covering his mouth. He looked to where Jinu was pointing at and saw your sleeping form, tucked into bed. Seeing this, each of the boys quickly quieted down and slowly approached you.
They took in your peaceful form, the sounds of your calm breathing going in and out felt like a soothing melody. It was their way of knowing that you were safe.
Jinu noticed how your blanket wasn't covering you fully and carefully pulled it forward so it reached your shoulders. Seeing as he was so close to your face, he felt compelled to kiss your cheek before leaving with the others.
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In the background, you could hear muffled chatter coming from behind the door, and you opened your eyes to take a look at your surroundings. The first thing you noticed was that the number of pillows and teddy bears surrounding you had greatly increased from when you were first here.
Did you accidentally steal these in your sleep?
The door started to open, and in came Jinu, cautiously holding a tray with a bowl on top of it. His attention was so focused on it that he hadn't noticed you awake and staring right at him.
“Hi Jinu”, you greet and almost burst out laughing once you see him jump up, almost dropping the tray in his hands. “Sorry for startling you, is that for me?”
If you had any more energy, you probably would've gotten up to help, but you knew he wouldn't have liked that, considering he brought it all the way up here for you.
He gave a warm smile and a nod before setting the tray down on the nightstand and moving towards you to feel your forehead. Even though you knew how touchy the Saja Boys were, you still couldn't get used to it, and you felt your face start to slowly heat up at the close contact.
“Hmm, you feel warmer than before”, he pondered curiously, before seeing how your ears were a slight shade of pink. Once he realized what was going on, he held in a laugh and replaced it with a wide grin.
“Here, this might help”, he says as he sits on the bed with you and brings the tray over to your lap. Looking down, you could see a bowl of what looked to be porridge and a small plate on the side filled with some berries. The berries looked fresh, as though they’d been freshly picked, the porridge on the other hand…
Not only was it burnt in some areas, but it somehow had a light shade of purple to it, making you almost afraid to eat it. You looked up at the innocent smile coming from Jinu and gave him a tight grin before looking back down at the concoction.
It's the thought that counts (Y/N), you chanted over and over as you took a small spoonful and directed it towards your lips. The scent of the burnt oats tackled your nose, and you almost gagged at the smell.
Once again, you gave Jinu a hesitant smile before ultimately taking a bite and swallowing as quickly as possible, attempting to minimize as much damage to your taste buds. However, it was in vain once you could feel the taste of the charcoal bits along your throat, and you let out a strangled cough.
Jinu quickly panicked and reached for the water off the nightstand and handed it to you. You grabbed it from him, needing to wash down the bitter taste before it left a permanent mark on you.
“I'm guessing that was because of the fever”, Jinu said confidently, and you quickly nodded, not wanting to leave any doubt in his mind.
You didn't want him feeling bad after he made a meal just for you. Although you prayed he would never try to cook again, the next person might not be as nice.
From outside the door you could hear some chatter and watched in surprise as Baby burst through the door with Mystery behind him. Baby took in the scene before turning to look at Jinu with an angry expression, “Jinu, why did you give her that?!”
Jinu stood up from the bed, just as angry, “What do you mean? I gave her exactly what the website told me to give her”.
“No, it was soup, you idiot. Now she's probably going to get more sick because of you”.
Jinu looked at you, checking to see if you looked any sicker before turning his attention back to Baby, “Soup? Not a single website talked about soup. Plus, she seems fine to me”.
“I heard meat was good”, Mystery perks up from behind Baby, leaving the two demons to look at him in disgust. Where did he get that information from? they thought.
You started laughing at their childish behaviour, drawing their attention back to you. Watching them, especially Baby, getting so worked up over something so silly was adorable. "You guys really don't know anything about taking care of someone, do you?"
They all looked down in embarrassment. Demons didn't get sick the way humans did, and when they did, it usually ended with death, which is why the boys had been so paranoid about your fever. The fear of them losing you and the promise they made to protect you was something that had been haunting them ever since they came to know you.
You turned to Jinu apologetically, “The fever must've made me lose my appetite", you lied and moved the bowl away from you. Once Jinu realized what you meant, he rushed over to you to remove the tray from your lap.
“I'll make you some tea, that'll help”, he says before making his way towards the door.
“No, she’s supposed to drink milk!” Baby argued as he followed Jinu out the door, leaving you and Mystery alone together.
The air became slightly awkward after a couple of seconds of silence with him just staring at you from across the room. “So, did you like your gift?” you ask, hoping to break the uncomfortable tension between the two of you.
You were confused when he started making his way towards you until you noticed the familiar items hanging from his ears. The earrings you had bought for him replaced his usual ones, and upon further inspection you noticed he even wore the rings and bracelet you gave to him. Every piece he wore was a silent confession, a way to show just how much he cared for you.
“(Y/N), are you feeling better now?” he asks, his voice low, whilst prowling closer and closer to you. Oblivious to his sharp gaze, you answered cheerfully, “A lot better thanks to that nap! My head is still a little warm, but it should be fine”.
“Fine?”
Had he not heard you? you thought.
“Yup, I'll be fine”, you repeat, still unaware of the dangerous look in Mystery’s eyes behind the veil of his hair.
You hadn't even noticed how close he was to you until you suddenly felt a weight atop of you. Mystery had pulled you down on the bed, making you fall into the soft comfort of the pillows. When you looked up to confront Mystery you were taken aback at the sight in front of you. Because of the position you were in, his face directly above yours, you now had a clear vision of his face.
His eyes glowed a gorgeous, almost unnatural shade of violet, which beamed under the darkness of his hair. Above his left eye, you could see a silver piercing along his brow, matching the other ones in his ears.
The way Mystery was looking at you, it was as though he wanted to devour every inch of you. “(Y/N), I'm jealous, so fucking jealous”, he breathed out, his face inches from yours. “I've not been able to sleep, eat, or breathe without thinking of you”.
Your body was frozen in place, your mind in a frenzy of confusion and fear. What did he mean? What was he jealous of?
Noticing your curious gaze, Mystery answered for you, “It should've been me. I should've been the one to take your first kiss”.
At Mystery’s words, your mind drifted back to what Romance had said.
“You're just jealous I did it first”
Hearing Mystery's words, seeing the look in his eyes, you knew it was true. As much as you wanted to deny it, he was jealous. His eyes burned with desire, a mix of hunger and lust, for you. Just for you.
Although you still couldn't understand why. A lot of things the Saja Boys did confused you, from being overly friendly, to taking care of you, and especially to Romance kissing you.
You could see Mystery's breath become ragged as the memories were brought back to him, “I knew you first, I was there for you first”, he pants, bringing his face closer to you. “But it’s fine”, he pauses, “even if I can't be your first, at least I can still have you”.
He swiftly brought his lips to yours, digging hungrily into the skin of your lips. You could hear the deep moans coming from him with each movement of your mouth. The sensation of being so close to you felt like heaven to him. There was a time when he could only fantasise about this moment, dreaming of it, longing for it, begging to be near you. And now it was real, and it was so much better than he’d ever imagined.
When you finally came to your senses, you tugged at his shoulder to get him to stop, only to be met with sharp teeth biting your lips, forcing a gasp to escape you. That gave him the opening he needed to seal your mouth with his tongue, covering each crevice of it, leaving it completely under his control. You could only shut your eyes and embrace the pleasure you were given.
Soon you felt his lips leave yours, and a wave of disappointment hit you before being thrust back into pleasure when he started kissing down your neck. He started from the top before going further down, almost reaching your collarbone. Once he got tired of kissing, he moved on to biting random spots along your neck, marking and claiming you as his own.
You gripped his hair for support, attempting to control yourself from making any noise that would provoke him any further. Being an idol meant avoiding the opposite gender as much as possible, so you’ve never experienced anything like this before, and Mystery’s eagerness left you too scared to want to take it any further. He was like a starving animal, finally finding its prey.
It felt like hours before he was finally finished, each second unlocking a new feeling within you. Mystery moved your chin, forcing you to look at him, “You've not done that with anyone else, right?”
Your voice was rendered useless, so you could only respond with a shaky nod. He gave you a wide grin before lying down next to you and spooning you from behind. “I'm so happy”, he begins, as he wraps his arms around your waist and brings you closer to him, “sharing with the others is a pain, but I'll bear it for you”.
After a while, you heard the soft rhythm of Mystery’s breathing and knew he’d fallen asleep.
You were certain your fever had only gotten worse.
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“So, this is your way of destroying the honmoon?”
The members of the Saja Boys stood below the demon king in shame as he mocked them.
Gwi-Ma had known all about the activities that were going on with you and the Saja Boys, and he found it both pitiful and amusing. How could demons like them hope to love a human like you?
Once the honmoon was destroyed, leaving the demons to take over the earth, there would be no place for you, or your “love”. You would grow to hate the Saja Boys for taking away everything you care so much about.
“I just don't understand how some random girl is going to help you defeat the hunters. Go on, Jinu, explain it to me”, he commands, focusing his attention on Jinu.
Each of the members turned to Jinu, all awaiting his response. He looked up at Gwi-Ma, his eyes filled with certainty. “Her soul”, he says, walking towards the king with confidence, the others looking at him, confused. “It’s the purest soul we've ever seen”. Jinu turned back to look at the shocked expressions coming from his members, before looking back at Gwi-Ma. “And once we consume it, we'll gain enough power to defeat the HUNTR/X easily”.
Jinu could hear a gasp coming from behind him, but he continued to look up at the demon king, needing to show just how serious he was about this plan.
Gwi-Ma howled in laughter, enjoying the idea, knowing just how much suffering it would cause the Saja Boys. He couldn't wait for the Idol Awards.
Saja Boys x Idol! Reader │ part 3 │ previous │ next │
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summary - you get closer to the saja boys but start to suspect they want to be more than just friends
warning - fem reader, possessive behaviour, sexual tension, swearing, sadistic behaviour
w/c - 7,2K
a/n - ignore how late this chapter is soo much stuff happened, also I love this gif, mystery's just in his own world, pls correct me if there are any mistakes, comments, reblogs and likes are much appreciated, hope you enjoy!
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“Mystery, calm down. You don't want to kill them just yet”.
“But I do, I really fucking do”, he growled, opening his mouth wider to absorb the disgusting soul in front of him.
They didn't deserve mercy.
He wanted to kill them and make them suffer the same way they made you suffer.
When Jinu had asked the humans to follow him, he'd lured them into an empty room where the other Saja Boys were waiting. They then began to slowly, painfully, extract the souls from them, one by one.
None of the boys were doing this out of hunger, in fact, the souls of the balding, old man and porcelain-faced girls were so bitter it felt more like a chore.
No, they were doing this simply for the fun of it.
Hearing them beg and scream for mercy sent a chill down each of the boys' spines. They revelled in the pleasure of making them suffer, knowing this was only the start of their misery for everything they'd done against you.
But unfortunately, Jinu interjected before they went too far. He claimed that they weren't allowed to kill them, yet. If they mysteriously disappeared, where would that lead you? It pained the boys to admit it, but they needed to keep them alive.
Harmoness would surely fail with three out of four members mysteriously disappearing. And your manager disappearing a couple of weeks before the Idol Awards wasn't going to make life any easier for you. Although out of the four, he was definitely the most expendable.
Also, what if you got framed for being linked to their disappearance?
They did frequently mistreat you, so your motives were clear, but they knew your kind heart couldn't bear to do anything like that.
“I have a better way of making them suffer”.
This caught his eye.
Each of the boys turned to look at Jinu, dropping their attention away from the filthy humans in their arms.
Better way of making them suffer? Now that piqued their interest.
“If you're suggesting violence, I have no issue with that”, Abby flaunts, flexing his muscles off, earning him an eye roll from the others. “But I'm not sure about Baby over here, a gust of wind might send him flying. He's too fragile to hurt anyone”.
The maknae responded with a kick to the back of Abby's leg, almost making his legs give out. He's a lot stronger than Abby thought he'd be.
“Better than violence”, Jinu smirked, ”A slow and painful way of ruining their lives”. The idea pleased the others, now that was a plan they were up for.
And so it began.
During the upcoming weeks till the Idol Awards, rather than fully extracting their souls, they would take small parts of it. Not enough to kill them, but enough that their energy would be so drained it would make them walking corpses.
Jinu had even found some loyal fans from the Underworld to help with taking their souls whilst they were busy preparing for the Idol Awards, for the small price of an autograph and a handshake. He was glad he wouldn't have to taste another second of their bitter souls.
Training for the Idol Awards would prove difficult for the other members of Harmoness with the lack of energy they had, and so when they got on stage, it would leave room for (Y/N) to shine like she deserved.
And once their use had run out, they would kill them.
The process was a bit tedious, having to make sure the demon fans wouldn't accidentally kill the humans, but they'd do anything for you if it meant seeing your day get just a bit better.
Their plans with the HUNTR/X had become an inconvenience, for now they only wanted to focus on you. You were the only thing that was important to them.
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The day you were discharged from the infirmary, you went back to your locker to pick up your phone and the gift you were supposed to give the Saja Boys. You let out a frustrated sigh, wondering how stupid you had to be for forgetting to give it to them.
They were right in front of you, (Y/N), you could've told them about your gift.
For now, all you could do was hope you'd see them again soon. You'd spent all those hours pulling an all-nighter and even skipping dinner, just for you to forget about the gift.
Rather than taking it home, you decided to wait a couple of days to see if the Saja Boys would make another appearance in the building. You doubted it, but after your last encounter with them, you were a little more hopeful.
After being trapped in the dance studio, you made sure to keep a close hold of your phone, making sure something like that would never happen again.
As soon as you entered your small, shabby apartment, you fell back onto the bed in exhaustion. You couldn't believe the day you had.
From getting locked in a dance studio to being rescued by the Saja Boys.
It sounded like something from a fairy tale.
But the best part of your day was that note. You dug into your trouser pocket, looking around for the piece of paper you had stored in there.
When you found it, you looked at it and reread the message, the words floating around your head like a globe. No matter what you did, you just couldn't shake the sentence out of your head.
call me don't text I want to hear your voice
Quickly, you grabbed the pillow from under your head and brought it to your face, letting out a loud squeal. The pillow did little to suppress the volume of your screams, but it's the thought that counts.
You still couldn't wrap your head around the idea that someone like Baby would write that for you. It completely contradicted the quiet, adorable self he was known for. But you'd be lying if you said that you didn't find it slightly attractive.
Was he serious about wanting you to call? Did he even want you to contact him?
You thought it over, realizing it was stupid thinking like that, why would he give you his number if he didn't want you contacting him?
Oh my god.
A sudden realization hits you.
He wants to talk to you.
Seconds later, you found the pillow back in your face, and another screeching sound coming from your lips, your feet kicking off the bed in joy. It was crazy even thinking about it, but it was true. Baby wanted to talk to you.
Suddenly, your mind went blank, and you quickly shot out of your bed. You grabbed your phone from your desk and immediately started typing up the numbers on the note.
You had to call him now, or you may never find the courage to do it again.
Once you finished inserting the numbers, you quickly fixed up your hair on instinct and cleared your throat. It felt like you were about to meet him again for the first time. The way you met Baby and the other Saja Boys was completely out of your control, but this time things were different. Now, you had the choice to talk to him.
But because you were in control, you started to worry. A brief moment of hesitation hit you, and you felt your heart quickly beating against your chest. You were never very good when it came to phone calls.
Something about the painstakingly long seconds that it took for someone to answer, or the lack of visuals you had of the other person just frightened you.
Standing in front of thousands of fans, singing high notes, and performing complex dance moves was fine, no pressure.
But a phone call with Baby of all people.
You breathed out before you could panic anymore. Without thinking, you shut your eyes and swallowed down your anxiety, before pressing the call button.
Immediate regret started to set in, and you quickly moved your finger towards the red button to hang up, but the screen quickly changed, showing the person on the other end had picked up.
You froze.
You hadn't prepared for what to say.
For a while the call was filled with the awkward sound of pure silence, so silent you could hear a pin drop. You were silently hoping that you’d dialled the wrong number or that he'd just hang up, thinking it was a prank call.
"You called me like I asked, good girl".
He knew it was you.
How did he know?
“I knew you'd call me, doll”.
A soft giggle escaped you, amused at how he seemingly knew your every thought. Already, your nerves were washing away just after hearing him speak. It's as though his voice, or just his presence was enough to make you feel just a bit better.
You felt the same way with all the boys, each one making you feel so safe. Even though you just met them, you felt that as long as they were around, nothing would happen to you.
“I didn't call you at a bad time, did I?”
“If you're calling, then no”.
It was hard getting used to Baby's flirty personality, so you were glad that he couldn't see your blushing face through the phone.
“Have you eaten yet?” he asked, his voice holding traces of concern, most likely because of today's earlier events. You found it sweet how worried he was, and your mind wandered back to when he'd gotten all those snacks for you. He really didn't have to do that, but he did.
You definitely weren't planning on wasting all that food, so you left some in your locker and took the rest home. There wasn't much food in your apartment, so you were really thankful to Baby.
He was definitely the ‘actions speak louder than words’ kind of guy. You could tell that he wasn't fond of talking too much, so you could understand why he'd be like that.
“I just came back home, so not yet”.
“Make sure to eat a lot. Fuck that diet.” His voice held so much malice that you would've assumed he were a victim of it.
“The food you gave me will make sure of that”, you laugh, hearing a small chuckle on the other side of the phone.
“And make sure to sleep early this time, (Y/N)”.
Before you could respond, you heard a loud scream in the background, and the sounds of feet rushing towards you. You moved the phone away from you to check if it was coming from near you, but it wasn't.
When you put the phone back to your ear, you could hear your name being called out.
“(Y/N), (Y/N) IS THAT YOU?!”
More shuffling occurred, and you could only assume it was one of the other members of the Saja Boys. They must've heard Baby talking to you and wanted to speak to you too. The thought made your heart beat just a bit faster, it felt really good to be wanted.
“Baby, how could you call (Y/N) without me?” Now that the voice was closer to you, you knew it was Romance talking.
His attention turned back to you, his previous frustrated voice switching to a sweet, comforting one, “(Y/N), my princess, how are you? You should add me too, my number is -”
“(Y/N), we’re going to go”, Baby interrupted, seeming frustrated by Romance's presence. You were about to respond till you heard even more arguing, something about not letting Romance speak to you.
A bunch of shouting and swearing was heard, before eventually the call came to a stop. He'd hung up.
Oh
It was a chaotic way to end things, but it was so much better than the terrible scenarios you'd made up. You made sure to add Baby to your contacts and send him a quick goodnight message.
You laid back on the bed, still unsure if all of this was real. You could only imagine what's more to come.
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Ever since that day, things have gotten stranger than ever.
Hojin and your group members were constantly out of energy. You mentally prepared yourself before seeing them the day after the Saja Boys came over, but to your surprise, they were just in their own world. Staring off into space, and even bumping into each other.
It was an uncanny resemblance to zombies, which was strange considering how fussy they were with their image.
Except maybe Hojin.
During practice, they would hardly put any effort into their dancing and would even forget some of their lines. Your dance instructor didn't usually hold any bias towards any of the members, but due to recent developments, you had become her favourite.
“Thank you, (Y/N), for still being your usual self. Not sure what's gotten into the others, but I'm glad to see you're still the same”, she praised, although her eyes held some frustration, most likely directed towards your members.
They were usually so good, so what changed? She thought.
You gave a small smile and nodded in response, “Maybe they're just a bit stressed about the awards coming up”. Honestly, you highly doubted that, considering they never got stressed about anything, but you hoped your dance instructor would be a bit more understanding.
Even though you knew they'd enjoy talking bad about you if you were in this situation, you didn't care. You wouldn't stoop to their level.
When you went back to your locker to get changed, you saw the gift bag, tucked away safely at the bottom. You let out a small sigh before picking it up and putting it in your backpack, realizing it had been there too long and it was just taking up space.
You didn't want to explicitly ask Baby if they could meet up to give him the gifts since you didn't want to intrude on his busy schedule or make him feel pressured to meet with you if he didn't want to.
As you were walking to the entrance of the building, you could see the people leaving with you taking out umbrellas and zipping up their coats.
You mentally groaned, silently cursing the weatherman for his far-off facts.
“Clear skies all day”, he said.
That day you were wearing your favorite oversized sweater with some baggy pants. That was it. No hood, no coat, no umbrella.
You would've called a taxi if you didn't live so far away from the company building. Since it was in a popular area, the apartments around it were all really expensive. Your only option was to live in a shabby apartment, in a shady neighborhood, an hour away from the company building.
The last time you got a taxi, due to a similar situation with the snow, it ended with you being forced to live off of stale bread for the next couple of weeks.
You let out a breath, tightly holding onto your backpack straps, and mentally prepared yourself before entering the storm (literally and figuratively). The bus stop was ten minutes away from the building, so you could only pray the storm would magically clear in the meantime.
Dance practice had been extended a couple of hours due to the other members, meaning it was very late, and you knew the last bus would be showing up in less than fifteen minutes. You had to take this bus or you wouldn't be getting home tonight, unless you planned on walking a couple of hours in the pouring rain.
Once you got closer to the exit, you found that you could barely see anything outside. The surroundings were fully grey, covered up by the rain.
Shit.
You let out a shaky breath before offering a silent prayer to yourself and making a run for it.
The weight of the raindrops towered over you, and your vision was heavily blocked, leaving you constantly bumping into people.
This was absolute torture.
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You didn't know how long you were walking for, but you knew you weren't anywhere near the bus stop.
It shouldn't have taken this long to get there, but when you accidentally slipped on a puddle, much to your embarrassment, your movements ended up slowing down significantly due to both your knees being scratched up. So you had to start limping to the bus stop.
With every step you took you could feel the water running around your shoe, as though it was trapped there. And your clothes were soaked all the way to your undergarments, making them stick to you uncomfortably.
Despite all that, you just prayed the gift in your backpack was at least somewhat salvageable. Good thing your backpack was waterproof, so there was some hope.
The storm hadn't let out like you thought it would, and since you couldn't miss the bus, you just had to keep going. You were freezing cold, and you knew this was going to bite you back once you finally got home. At least you wouldn't have to deal with everyone's strange behavior since you were most likely going to be bedridden for the next couple of days.
Once you looked up, you could see it.
The bus stop.
You beamed in joy, finally something good!
But to your horror, you could see the bus already there.
And you were a street away from it.
Pulling through the pain coming from your legs, you ran as fast as your aching legs could take you. You stumbled a couple of times in the process, your legs feeling like a block of ice.
When you saw the bus starting to move, you started screaming at it to wait. The volume of the rain overtook yours, leaving the bus to speed off without you.
All you could do was stand there miserably in the pouring rain. Now there really was no hope of getting home.
Whilst you were walking back in sorrow, you could see a car fast approach you, and you mentally prepared yourself to get drowned in muddy water, but you soon heard it come to a halt right next to you.
It should've been slightly reassuring, but it did the opposite. Because of the time, the sky was pitch black, and not a single soul was around because of the rain.
This was the perfect opportunity to kidnap someone.
You started backing away from the car, preparing to run in case someone tried to snatch you. Even though you knew you wouldn't get very far, it was still worth trying.
“Love, is that you?”
You turned your head at the familiar voice and saw Abby looking at you through the open car window. Once you made eye contact with him, he bolted out the car and rushed to your side, scooping you up in his arms and dragging you to the passenger seat of his car.
It all happened so fast, you barely had time to process it.
Did you just get kidnapped by Abby?
You turned to look at him and saw him rummaging around, looking for something in a panic.
“Abby, what-”
“Ah, found it, here”, he exclaimed , pulling out some tissues and wiping you down with them. You were too flustered to speak, so you just sat there frozen in place. His face was inches away from yours as he moved the tissues in random places on your body.
Up your arms, across your face, along your thighs. With every little touch, you felt yourself squirming more and more.
The barrier of the tissue did little to block the feeling of his hands. Despite being freezing cold moments ago, you felt your body warm up rapidly.
As his hands were trailing across your thighs, almost in a tauntingly seductive way, you couldn't help but notice the bulging veins spread across his hands. Along with that, his fingers were adorned with several rings of different shapes and sizes, in an almost random pattern. The sight let off a desire in you you didn't known you had.
“You see something you like?” he teased, lifting his head up from your lap to look at you with a smirk. Quickly, you shook your head and looked off to the side, embarrassed at being caught. You could hear the sweet sound of his laughter, and he took his hands off your body, leaving you slightly disappointed.
“I don't have any towels, so that's the best I can do, but I'll turn on the heating for you”, he says and does just that. As you were about to thank him, he interrupted you, his face expression changing.
“What were you thinking, being out there in this weather? And at this time of night? Something could've happened to you!” Even though you could see how worried he was, it still upset you, seeing him so mad at you.
You looked down at your lap with guilt and mumbled out an apology, “I needed to get home, and the bus was my only option. Sorry for troubling you...”
There were a couple of moments of silence between the two of you, so you mustered up the courage to look up at him. His eyes had softened , and he was staring down at you.
“When I saw you out there”, he began, “When I saw you, I was just praying it wasn't you. I'm sorry for getting mad, I just…got so scared”.
Since never seen such a vulnerable side to Abby before, you could tell he was being genuine. You knew his emotions came from a good place.
Your hand reached his, and you squeezed it lightly as a way of accepting his apology. Perhaps him touching you so intimately boosted your confidence, since you weren't sure where your newfound confidence came from.
Rather than letting go like you thought he would, he gripped it tighter and put both his and your hand on your thigh, reassuringly. Before you could question it, he started driving again.
“We shouldn't waste any more time, you're coming home with me”, he said firmly, his left hand on the driver's seat, his right hand laid comfortably on your thigh.
For a moment, your mind hadn't processed his words, too distracted by the hand on your thigh.
“Wait, what, your house? But why? You can just drop me off somewhere and I can wait till the storm stops, or just at my apartment”.
Abby gave you a look of disapproval before looking at the road again, “That was the last bus of the day, did you plan to stay out here all night?”
Your silence answered his question, so he continued.
“You're soaking wet and injured, what kind of monster would I be if I abandoned you like this? I'm taking you to my house to at least dry off”.
Knowing there was no arguing with him, you sat there, a warm smile brushed your cheeks as you thought back to a couple of days ago.
“Thank you for this, Abby. It's funny, I remember you saving me in the dance studio as well”, you laughed, finding the coincidence both strange and amusing. “You must be sick of saving me by now”.
“Never”.
The squeeze on your thigh brought your attention back to Abby's face, his eyes full of confidence. He was still facing the road, but you knew his words were directed solely at you. “I'll always be there to protect you, I'd never get sick of you”.
You could feel your cheeks warm up, and you couldn't help but feel somewhat special. Somehow, the members of the Saja Boys were slightly protective of you. You didn't know how common that was, but you doubt it was all that normal, so you couldn't help the feeling that you were special.
And it felt good.
Being special to someone was being irreplaceable to them. It was a wonderful, safe feeling. Whenever you thought of the boys, you thought of that feeling, so you knew Abby's words were true. You knew he'd always protect you.
You knew because you could feel it.
“I never did ask, how did you end up hurting yourself?” Abby asks, breaking the silence.
“I slipped on a puddle”, you reply casually.
“Silly girl”.
Despite his teasing words, he rubbed your hand to comfort you. You gave him a small smile and leaned against the window, taking in the peaceful silence between you.
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“We're almost there”, Abby says, and you wake up from your daydreaming to take a look at your surroundings. You began to gawk at the rows of mansions you passed, realizing you were in a rich neighborhood. A lot of celebrities probably lived around here.
“Right there is where I live”, he brags, pointing to the mansion you were approaching. It was one of the biggest in the neighbourhood, and was pretty much just like all the others, aside from the abundance of all kinds of flowers and roses.
“You live there, all by yourself?”. You couldn't believe it, you get that he was famous, but wasn't this a bit excessive?
“Nah, of course not. I live with the rest of the Saja Boys”, he says casually and drives past the gates and into the parking spot near the entrance. You could see several other parked cars besides the one you were in.
If all the members lived together, then the flowers must've been Romance's doing, you thought, knowing how much he loves flowers.
You admired how close all the members were, so much that they would live together. It was so sweet, they were all like a family.
After admiring their lavish cars, you’d come to a quick realization. If the cars are here, than that means that the rest of the Saja Boys are in the house too.
You mentally groaned. It was already embarrassing Abby seeing you drenched in the rain, but all the members?
The embarrassment was too much to even think about.
The feeling of a jacket wrapping around your shoulders brought your attention back to the boy next to you. He gave you a comforting smile before opening the door next to him, “Even though the distance isn't far, I don't want you getting any more wet than you already are”.
You held the jacket closer to you, feeling Abby's warmth spread across you, almost as though it were his arms wrapping around you. Due to his size, the jacket encompassed you in a way that made you feel much smaller compared to his stature.
The door next to you opened, and you saw Abby holding out a hand for you, the other was above his head, attempting to block some of the rain from coming down on him. You quickly grabbed your backpack and took his hand, ignoring the sparks that came from the contact.
Suddenly, you felt the ground below you move further away. Abby had picked you up with just one arm and rushed towards the front door.
Once you were both inside, he put you down gently, being mindful of your injury. You could tell he really liked carrying you for some reason. Already, you could feel the warm air of the home enter your body, and you hummed in pleasure, it felt good to be warm again.
Turning to Abby, you could see him staring at you, his eyes holding a warm look, and you couldn't help but share the same look back. You both stayed like that for a while before being interrupted by a familiar voice.
“You're back already, Abby. Did you bring any human so-” Jinu quickly paused once he took a look at you, his eyes quickly became panicked when he saw the state you were in.
“(Y/N), darling, what happened to you?” He rushed towards you, his hands cupping your cheeks and inspecting the rest of your body with a worried expression.
Hearing the commotion, the other members slowly started coming in. Since demons didn't need sleep, they were all awake, waiting for Abby to come back to start planning for the Idol Awards.
They expected only Abby to be at the door, but instead, they also saw you, dressed in damp clothes and standing in a puddle of water. Your hair was sticking to your skin, and despite the situation, they thought you looked ethereal.
Your face was planted between Jinu’s hands, and you found yourself unconsciously rubbing your cheeks into them, like a cat. Almost purring at how warm his large hands felt.
Like lying on a hot water bottle, you thought.
“Darling?” Jinu speaks up, and you look up, seeing him amused by your actions, but still concerned. Each of the boys started surrounding you, bombarding you with questions.
“Why are you so wet?”
“What happened, angel?”
“Princess, your legs... what happened to them?”
You were so overwhelmed with the questions that you didn't know what to say or who to answer first. Luckily, Abby noticed and stepped in to help.
“Alright, alright, leave the poor girl alone”, he commands, wrapping his arm around you and pushing the others away, giving you some space. The others glared at him for taking you away from them, but they understood. You looked a lot less stressed once you were away from the crowd.
“I'll explain everything later, because someone needs to dry off”, Abby says, looking down at you and dragging you towards his room.
“I can carry you if you want”.
You smile and politely decline, seeing his shirt a bit wet from picking you up. If he got any wetter, he might end up catching a cold.
Along the way, you could see just how big the mansion was from the inside. The decor was a beautiful mixture of modern Western and traditional Korean interior design.
It was such a refreshingly unique take that you couldn't help but stare at everything as you passed. Since your eyes went everywhere but the figure holding you, you hadn't noticed the way he stared at you, so fondly and with so much love.
It hurt Abby so much to see you like that in the rain. He’d noticed you slightly limping and didn't hesitate to carry you to the car. It slightly upset him when you said you didn't want him carrying you to his room. To him, you weighed almost nothing, so why wouldn’t he carry you?
After a while, Abby came to a stop, and you could see that you were in front of a door. “Welcome to my room”, he announces, before opening it.
The first thing you noticed was the size of his room, it was probably the size of your entire apartment. And it was a lot cleaner than you thought it'd be, but still had a touch of his unique personality etched into it.
Some workout equipment in one corner, a PC set up in the other, and a large TV in front of the bed.
“Alright, love, enough looking, we need you dried off”. Abby starts grabbing some stuff out the cupboard and starts throwing them to you.
“What's this for?” you questioned, holding up the clothes in front of you to inspect. An oversized sweater and some baggy pants. Although on Abby, it was probably just a regular size. He then threw a pair of clean boxers and a towel your way.
“Clothes for you, can't have you walking around in wet clothes. It was the smallest I could find, so it might be a bit big on you”, Abby says and walks you towards what you assumed is the bathroom.
“Whilst you have a shower, I'll take that bag of yours”, he holds out his hand for the bag. You looked down at it, wondering if you should tell him about the contents inside or just leave it. You couldn't possibly hand him and the others a wet gift, even if you did work so hard on it.
Seeing your unsure expression, he put his hand on your shoulder instead, “What's wrong, love? You don't have to give it to me if you don't wanna. Just wanted to dry it off for you”.
Hearing him concerned for you gave you the confidence you needed to tell him the truth.
“Before I'd met you, I had gifts for each of you, but the rain might've gotten to it”, you grimaced, looking up at him with guilt. “It's probably all wet, so I'll just take it back, so forg-”.
You were interrupted by Abby suddenly grabbing the bag and taking it from your hands. When you were about to protest, he lightly pushed you into the bathroom and shut the door.
“Abby, what are you doing?” You tried opening the door, but it wouldn't move. He must've been holding onto it so you wouldn't leave.
“Love, don't worry, we'll take this off your hands. Just have a shower, don't stress. There's a basket in there for your clothes and some slippers for your feet”.
Honestly, you were too tired to argue back, so you headed towards the shower, although not without admiring the expensive-looking interior of the bathroom.
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“Who does he think he is, taking her away from me?” Baby grumbled, mindlessly switching the channels on the TV.
The other boys surrounding him shared his mindset. They'd hardly gotten the chance to speak with you, and suddenly Abby just steals you away from them.
It pissed them off to no end. What made him so special?
Abby came back, his cheeks were slightly red, and in his hands was (Y/N)’s bag. He'd been so pushy with you getting in the shower because he didn't want you seeing how red his face became when you told him about the gift.
When it came to you, he felt so vulnerable, and something about that vulnerability scared him since he was so used to having this tough exterior everyone wanted him to have.
The boys on the sofa all jumped up, waiting for (Y/N) to appear behind him.
“It's just me, sorry about that”, Abby apologizes, rubbing his hand behind his neck. They all plopped back down onto the sofa in disappointment, why did it have to be him and not (Y/N)?
“Abby, what happened to her? How come she's soaking wet and injured?” Jinu interrogates, annoyed that he had to wait so long for an explanation.
All of the boy's attention was now focused on Abby as he sat down on the floor in front of them. They could see he looked slightly frustrated, his hand brushing through his hair. Honestly, he didn't know where to start.
“When I was driving, I saw her, and shit, she was drenched and limping. Apparently she had to take the bus to get home, but fell on her way. Damn it, why didn't she call us?”
He felt frustrated, not at you, but at himself. He blamed himself for not coming to you in time, despite there being no way he could've known. Abby didn't want to imagine what would've happened if he hadn't noticed you.
He'd make sure to never let something like that happen ever again.
Looking around, he could see the others feeling just as guilty. “Where is she now?” Mystery asked, his head down in worry.
“In the shower”. Abby looked towards the direction of his room, wondering if you'd be alright on your own.
“And why have you got her bag with you?” Romance questions, drawing everyone’s attention to it.
Abby opened the bag and started taking the gift bag out, explaining how you made it for them. Luckily for you, only some of the gifts had gotten wet as one of the zips hadn't been fully closed.
Jinu sat on the floor with Abby to inspect the gifts. He read the labels planted on each gift and started handing them out to each of the members.
The room went silent as they admired their gifts, carefully taking in the thought you put into them. Only did they finally look up once they heard the sounds of soft padding across the ground.
The boys turned towards the door and saw you standing there, panting slightly and holding the wall for support. The pain in your knees had increased with the amount you had been standing, so walking had become a struggle.
When you finished with the shower, you couldn't find Abby, so you figured you'd look for him and the others. Once their eyes landed on you, they couldn't help but coo at the sight of you drowning in Abby's clothes.
The sleeves of the sweater he gave you had moved past your fingertips and had trailed all the way down to your knees. The pants had also reached down to your feet, covering them completely. You looked so small with those clothes, and a wave of protectiveness washed over them. The feeling of needing to keep you safe from the world hit them hard.
Mystery got up from his place on the sofa and moved towards you quickly. You started to panic slightly, confused as to why he was moving so fast. Carefully, he grabbed you in his arms and brought you towards the sofa. He ended up on the floor with Jinu and Abby, leaving you sitting between Baby and Romance.
You hadn't expected Mystery to be strong enough to even do that, so it definitely took you by surprise. Although considering they were all demons, they could carry you, easily.
“Thank you..”, you mumble, a bit shy from the way the boys were staring at you. When you started to look around, you could see each of the boys holding the gifts you made for them and you let out a gasp.
“Those gifts”.
“You got these for us?” asks Baby, still slightly taken aback at your thoughtfulness.
You gave a shy nod, embarrassed that they were seeing the old gifts. It felt fine before, but after becoming friends with the Saja Boys, it felt a bit out of place, but still, you hoped they liked it.
“You don't have to take them, I know they aren't very good and some things might've gotten a bit wet. I was going to give them to you ages ago but..” You stopped once you saw them lost in thought, staring solemnly at the gifts.
Jinu was holding the cat plushie you had handmade for him. You got the idea from looking at clips of him randomly petting strays he found on the street. Since you wanted to make it more special, you thought it'd be better to just make it for him. Even though some water ended up getting to it, he still held it in his arms warmly.
For Abby, you knew he liked working out, but it was a bit of an unknown fact that he secretly had a big sweet tooth. So the night before the tour you baked him some cookies, but by now it was definitely a bit stale. You were glad the container they were held in protected the cookies from any rain though.
Mystery hardly spoke during interviews or fan sign events, but you knew exactly what to get him. You knew that Mystery enjoyed wearing all kinds of jewelry, specifically earrings, so you went out and bought a pair for him. Along with that, you made him a handmade bracelet with some beads and charms.
It was a known fact that Baby loved spicy food, evident from his time on Play Games With Us. So you bought him his favourite spicy crisps, some Buldak noodles, and even some hot sauce. Although you didn't want to get him just that, so you made him a beaded phone charm, using the same beads you used for Mystery’s bracelet.
Romance loved roses, something he'd often say in his interviews. For a while, you were considering buying him real roses, despite knowing your wallet couldn't handle it. But after some consideration you thought, why not just make them? It'd make it more special too. Out of all the gifts his took the longest to craft, especially as it had been your first time with origami. Since, you wanted it to be perfect it took a lot of trial and error.
You almost cried once you saw the state of the flowers. Because of the rain, the paper roses you crafted were slowly crumbling apart, and one of the flowers had even come off its stem. But still, he held it in his hands tightly, afraid of losing something that he knew took you so long to make. He just couldn't believe you'd spend so long on something like this, despite never even meeting him.
You were pretty upset about Romance and Jinu’s gifts that you started to profusely apologize. “You really don't have to take them, it's all wet, you can just throw them in the bin”.
A warm laughter coming from Romance interrupted your rambling, and everyone turned their attention to him. You sat there confused.
Did you say something funny?
It wasn't until he placed the flowers on the floor and got up did you say something. Even the others didn't know what was going on.
“Romance, I-”, you were interrupted when Romance bent down to your level, grabbed your chin, and brought your lips together. Your eyes widened, and your body froze in place. The contact between you two had completely silenced you.
Romance adamantly released the kiss once he felt no air coming from you. It amused him, seeing you so taken aback that you’d forgotten to breathe, “wake up, princess. Don't want you dying on me”, he chuckled and started walking away, leaving you staring into space in shock.
Did that just happen?
“What the fuck, Romance?” Abby shouts, getting up from his spot on the ground. The rest of the boys did the same, all shouting at him from the living room, but your mind had tuned out the sounds.
The feeling of his chapped lips, delicately pressed against yours. The feeling of his warm breath fanning across your lips. The way he pulled you in, trapping you in a momentary ecstasy.
It felt heavenly.
Still, you couldn't believe it was real.
Was this real?
Jinu was about to go after him, but Romance quickly returned holding a hair dryer and a med kit for you. “I had to thank our dear (Y/N) somehow”, he taunts, which is met with more angry protests from the others.
“Oh, come on, guys, you're just jealous I did it first”. That brought you back, why would they be jealous?
You turned to look at the members and saw their heads facing down. Silence filled the room until Baby went up to Romance and yanked the hair dryer out of his hands.
“Let's just do this”, he grumbled and moved towards you, the others sitting back down.
You sat there confused, why didn't anyone say no?
Were they too embarrassed, or was it that they really did want to kiss you?
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