synopsis: Short headcanons from your first meetings in various locations. Each of the Saja Boys has one thing in common – they all crush on you at first sight.
# tags: headcanons; idol x idol or idol x normal person; first meetings; human!sajas; fluff; a bit of comedy; also a little of angst and sexual assault at abby’s part; some thoughts; kinda simp!sajas; rather sfw
includes: female reader ft. jinu, baby, abby, mystery, romance {kpdh}
author’s note: ehhhh. i just fall in love with kpdh movie and that’s why i came up with the idea to write a few things about sajas... huge comeback on tumblr, besties!
↘ You first met on one of those silly but popular variety shows where music groups are invited to compete. The format involved a girl group and a boy group facing off in different challenges, while also talking, exchanging tips and cooperating to win a prize.
↘ Since the past few weeks had been especially good for you and your group – with great reach and lots of awards – you were invited to appear alongside Saja Boys, a rising boy band that had been gaining attention recently.
↘ During the show, together with the rest of VIVIX – Kara, Sojin, Ruby, and Seungi – you were paired up with one of the singers. In your case, it was Mystery, the enigmatic vocalist. One of the hosts instructed each pair to act out a randomly drawn scene from a popular drama or anime. You two were given a moment from Lovesick Ellie, where the characters meet in a library and one places a finger over the other's lips. The scene had to be performed while leaning against a wall.
↘ You weren’t really the type to enjoy that kind of fanservice, and Mystery also looked like someone who wasn’t too fond of fake intimacy. A bit concerned, you glanced at your newly assigned partner and smiled softly – and he returned the gesture just as gently.
↘ “Will this be okay for you?” He asked, and your face lit up. It was genuinely sweet of him to check in on how you felt. You nodded, and together you first watched the original Japanese film scene, then acted it out as best as you could. It came out quite naturally and sincerely. Your cheeks flushed slightly. The singer gave a small cough, trying to silence the loud cheers from his groupmates.
↘ ‘She’s kind of sweet.’ He thought as the scene ended. For the rest of the show, you exchanged small smiles – both quietly hoping this wouldn’t be the last time you saw each other.
↘ Contrary to what one might expect, your meeting was actually pretty normal – at least by K-pop idol standards.
↘ You met before a performance on a music show. You were sitting in the hallway, waiting for your turn. As a solo artist who had debuted three years ago, you were now at the peak of your career. Your next album was scheduled for release soon, and it was going to showcase a slightly different style – bolder, fiercer, with a more distinct sound.
But you were still missing the final piece to complete it: the last song. You always wanted your albums to have exactly ten tracks, and at the moment your mind was blank. You spent every spare moment trying to come up with something.
↘ That day, Saja Boys were also set to perform – right after you. You didn’t know much about them, but you appreciated the fact that they were trying hard and wrote their own lyrics.
↘ Tapping lightly on the back of the couch, you jotted down another line – only to immediately cross it out, shaking your head in frustration. Suddenly, you felt a soft tap on your shoulder; gentle, almost shy.
↘ “Nice to meet you, I’m Baby from Saja Boys.” He bowed slightly, and you nodded in return. “I noticed you’re having a bit of trouble. Is there anything I can do to help?” His tone wasn’t pushy – he actually sounded concerned. You thanked him and explained your struggle. There was a note of uncertainty in your voice, but also a deep sense of dedication. The young man listened to you attentively. Eventually, he spoke: “Your concept is amazing. If I could suggest something… maybe cut the second bridge, and instead stretch out the final chorus. As for the last verse – maybe try something like this…”
↘ In the next few minutes, the two of you finished the song together – and it sounded genuinely good. Still, something gnawed at you. You felt guilty for having leaned so heavily on his ideas. You bowed to your new colleague, then asked:
↘ “Would you like to record this track with me?”
↘ Baby’s eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat.
↘ That day, you had the afternoon shift at the café – from 12 to 8 pm. Thankfully, it was Wednesday, so it was a slow day. You had time to sit behind the counter and go over your notes for the upcoming university exams. Around 6 pm, five men walked into the café. They wore caps, sunglasses, and loose-fitting clothes. They sat at a table inside and started quietly discussing the menu. After a couple of minutes, you decided to walk over to them.
↘ “Hi, I’m Y/N. Welcome to Caffee Heaven. Can I take your order or recommend something for you?” You smiled genuinely and looked at each of the men seated at the table. You immediately recognized them as currently popular singers, but you had a personal rule you always followed: if an idol is outside of a performance space – don’t bother them. It’s their private time.
↘ Three of them placed their orders right away: a strawberry matcha latte with honey, a double espresso, and a soy milk cappuccino. The remaining two – Jinu and Romance – seemed to be having trouble choosing a drink.
↘ “Sorry for the trouble, we’re not really into coffee…” Admitted the one with darker hair. You quickly reassured them it was no problem and offered alternative options: teas, hot chocolate, shakes, and mulled drinks. In the end, the group’s leader settled on jasmine tea with a splash of blackberry juice, while the other idol asked for a strawberry milkshake with vanilla marshmallows. After taking their orders, you assured them you’d be right back with the drinks and returned to the counter to prepare everything.
↘ Out of the corner of your ear, you could hear the other four teasing the black-haired singer, saying he might have just fallen in love. You couldn’t deny it – you kind of liked him too.
↘ You were a member of HUNTR/X. Although the girls – especially Rumi and Mira – had a rather negative attitude toward Saja Boys due to their sudden rise in popularity, you and Zoey genuinely liked their music. As it happened, one day you had a joint fan meeting in a huge shopping mall in Gangnam, and you were seated between Romance and Mira.
↘ You greeted him warmly, to which he only responded with a shy smile. He had to admit to himself that it was the first time he felt uncertain around a woman – usually, he was the romantic one, confident when speaking with the opposite sex. But this time... He felt totally different.
↘ You were signing another card with your autograph, chatting briefly with a fan about her backpack covered in keychains. During that time, Romance was watching you closely. He carefully observed your joyful face, sparkling eyes, bright smile, hairstyle, outfit, and even your neatly painted nails. He also appreciated the attention you gave to your choice of jewelry and lip color. He could swear your lips looked like a juicy peach with splash of honey…
↘ “Romance...? Romance? Romance!” The leader sitting next to the singer nudged him with his shoulder, and he finally snapped out of his trance, looking at him in big surprise. “If you like her that much, then ask her out or talk to her after the event…” He whispered, then rolled his eyes, and Romance’s cheeks turned as red as a ripe tomato. He glanced at you from the side as you were signing another fan’s souvenir, then sighed.
↘ Maybe he really should say something to you?
↘ You had been working at a gym in the city center for over a year. It was usually busy and as a personal trainer, you always had plenty to do. You mainly focused on women’s aerobics and modern dance, but you also had three regular clients who came twice a week to work with you on the machines.
↘ That day, you had a session scheduled with Jiu. She was supposed to arrive any minute, and you were finishing up your usual check around the gym – making sure no one had left anything behind and that the equipment was clean and functioning. You laid out two mats in the designated space, then sat on an exercise ball, slowly spinning to loosen up your muscles.
↘ At the same time, two men entered the gym: the first was Abby, who had decided to work out privately to clear his mind from all the dance and vocal rehearsals. The second man looked to be in his 30s, had large muscles and longer hair tied up in a messy bun. While the first one immediately went to use a machine, the second started looking around until his eyes landed on you. With a sly smile and a casual stride, he approached you.
↘ “Hey, are you here alone?” You looked up and met his gaze. You told him you were waiting for a client, but asked if he needed help with something. He just laughed. “Nah, but I could help you – you could bounce on me instead of that ball.”
↘ You stood up almost immediately and told him to leave the gym. He grabbed your wrist and smiled again, making more inappropriate suggestions. Worried, you were about to call one of your co-workers – but one of the gym’s clients was faster.
↘ “Are you going to leave nicely, or should I carry you out?” A deep voice echoed through the room, sending a chill down your spine. The creep instantly let go of your wrist and stormed off, offended, while you looked up.
↘ “T-Thank you. Is there… anything I can do to repay you?” You asked hesitantly. Your sweet face made Abby smile warmly, feeling a slight flutter in his chest. He shook his head gently, but after a second, he replied:
↘ “You don’t have to repay me. But instead, maybe we could grab a coffee after our sessions...?” He said, and you agreed.
