Baby Saja: Minding his own damn business during the fan sign
Also Baby Saja, elbow propped up on Zoey’s chair: Your personal space? My personal space.
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Baby Saja: Minding his own damn business during the fan sign
Also Baby Saja, elbow propped up on Zoey’s chair: Your personal space? My personal space.
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By @baboey
Summary:
In which Zoey's assigned a 'sexy' concept for the next comeback and needs just a teeny tiny, itty bitty bit of help to keep from freaking the absolute fuck out.
Thankfully, she knows just the Saja Boy to ask.
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Her body jerks away on instinct, a movement aborted by the way his knees suddenly squeeze her thigh close. Trapped.
Zoey’s heart beats hard, in her chest, her ears, and even her throat judging by the way his eyes are now fixed to the pale expanse.
“And here I thought,” Baby says darkly, “That you didn’t wanna sit with no Saja boy.”
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Note: this is not mine but I am just OBBSESSED with this fic. In this fic, Baby x Zoey is just 😫 utter perfection. Be sure to support @baboey and tell them how amazing of a writer they are!! This story is so good!
Somehow my cat managed to precisely lay on top of the source of my cramps, and let me tell you a warm purring cat is doing more for me than any heating pad ever has in my entire life