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evangelicgrl · 4 days ago

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“turbulent passion”

huntr/x & saja boys x idol! reader

you’ve accepted the fact that reaching for the spotlight would never be easy, especially with huntr/x around. but when five seemingly perfect men suddenly came into the picture, it changed your life for the better. alas, you forgot that everything comes with a cost.

warnings: slight yandere undertones from the saja boys? nothing too crazy though, just canon typical violence we already know.

wc: 4,132

you bend down and take deep breaths. the choreography you’re practicing this time around was much more difficult than you’d anticipated. did the choreographer your company hired for this really think you could pull this off?

you scoff at the thought.

no, there’s no time for doubts now.

a distinct sound suddenly echoed in the room you're in. startled, you jump slightly. who in god’s green earth could be messaging you right now in the middle of the night? you sighed, you suppose you could use a break for now. your phone went off again, whoever it was, they’re persistent.

you jog towards the desk in the far end of the room where your phone was sitting all alone. when you grab it, you look at the time first. damn, it’s already this late.

you need to head to bed soon if you don’t want to miss out on the busking event you’re supposed to go to tomorrow morning. it’s not like you wanted to, but your manager got mad at you for being indifferent about it so he basically forced you to go. what difference would it make? you’re certainly cognizant of the fact that your idol career is flopping. to add salt to your wound, you were never popular in the first place as well. you’re considered a “nugu idol” for crying out loud.

your debt to your company was piling up and you don’t know how you’re ever gonna pay them back.

shaking off the negative thoughts that keep creeping into your mind nowadays, you read the spam of messages zoey sent you. that’s right, it’s none other than the zoey of huntr/x herself.

( HOLY CRAP have you heard???! a new season of that show you lovr so much just dropped TONIGHT!!!!!! )

( yoohooooo, you there?? )

( I was wondering if youd like tob brngr watch it with me one of these nights )

( *binge. Sorry im eating and ny fingers are slippery ijbol )

( HELLOOOO i know youre awake rn. answer me!!! )

you chuckled, you could always count on her to be energetic even in the dead of night. despite their popularity, you’re glad they still kept in touch with you. more often than not, you find yourself feeling disappointed when you reminisce about your disqualification from the trainee program you and the huntr/x girls were a part of all those years ago pre-debut. then again, you didn’t have that extraordinary “it” factor celine was looking for so you can’t really fault them for anything.

your shortcomings were simply too obvious.

“woah, watch out, [name]!” zoey’s hand instinctively darted out to grab your waist in time, preventing you from falling on the floor. rumi stood up in alarm, but you held up a hand to stop her. “don’t worry, i’m fine. i just slipped.”

“your eyebags beg to differ.” mira snapped at you. you only sighed in response. zoey let go of you when you stood upright again. “[name], what did i tell you about staying up late again?” rumi’s brows furrowed as she slowly walked up to the two of you. “it seems like we have to knock some sense into them if they want to be stubborn.” mira crossed her arms in her chest, still glaring at you.

“ignore mira, [name]. she’s just worried about you.” zoey dismissively waved a hand at mira’s biting remarks.

“damn right, i am!”

“okay, enough. let’s take a 30 minute break and huddle up,” rumi commanded in a steady tone. she may be carefree and goofy like the other two, but it’s times like this that you take notice of how she was… born to be the leader of huntr/x. you smiled. celine raised her well.

the four of you sat down in a circle on the floor. rumi cleared her throat before speaking up, “lately, it seems like all we ever do is practice and be the best huntr/x we can be, but when was the last time we got out to go try eating in different restaurants and cafés?”

your brows scrunched up in confusion. you thought this was going to be a serious meeting.

“yeah, we haven’t been spending some quality time with our dear [name] right here!” zoey giggled as she swung an arm around your shoulder and pulled you in towards her, patting down your cheek teasingly. “but we are spending time with each other in this dance studio, aren’t we?” you said unsurely.

“nah, that’s totally different.”

“yep.”

“uh-huh.”

“huh?!” you yelled exasperatedly.

“imagine, [name]. this will be the last time we’ll get to spend time with each other as ourselves outside in public! after we debut, we’ll all have to wear disguises day in and day out,” rumi explained to you, her imploring gaze never leaving your face.

“i know you’re giving yourself a hard time lately, but you’re enough in our eyes, okay? we wouldn’t change you for the world,” mira spoke in a gentle and soft tone, with all of her bravado stripped away. you never told any of them about your insecurities, but mira somehow sees right through you, she always has; she can read your emotions like an open book and give you comfort whenever you need it.

they wished they could say more to you, reassure you that being a part of huntr/x was never going to be for you seeing as you're not a hunter like them. you're just... a human.

“that’s right, so… who wants to go to this underrated cat café I found out about yesterday?!” zoey instantly broke the somber mood, showing off a screenshot of a cute cat logo on her phone screen.

“me!” the three of you simultaneously cheered with zoey joining in shortly after.

looking back now, you’re grateful they always try to promote your new songs and new episodes of the many variety shows you were featured in even though it never really goes anywhere. their fans are too fixated on huntr/x, they don’t have any more room left nor love to give to another idol. in their eyes, rumi, mira, and zoey were enough.

you finally typed a reply to zoey.

( Yes i’m awake. Sorry, just practicing my new choreo lol )

not even two minutes pass by when zoey already replied back.

( bro what??? this late?? you need to take a break or something )

your eyes darkened.

You: ( can’t. my manager will be mad if he finds out i’m slacking off. I’m gonna attend a busking event at Seoul tomorrow morning )

Zoey: ( REALLY?? awwww i wish we could watch… but since a Certain Someone pushed our golden release early, we just started our promotions a few days ago! )

You: ( Lmao im guessing it was rumi?? anyway, its fine! good luck with the promotions! )

Zoey: ( girl yes ughhhh good luck to you too, babe!! LMK when youre up for that binge watch sesh once we wrap up our promotions though. dont thibk i forgot! <3 )

you smiled. the fact that you’re a nobody and they’re korea’s beloved girl group now doesn’t change the bond that blossomed between the four of you when you were just trainees, back when you were naive enough to believe you could make an impact on the cruel world that is the k-pop industry.

zoey was right, you did need a break, but the crippling disappointment and shame you’ll feel after it won’t be worth it. you think you don’t deserve one unless you work harder to impress your manager and subsequently, your company who invested in your talents.

the weather wasn’t doing you any favors while you withstand the heat. was it ever this hot in seoul?

you murmured complaints under your breath as you fanned yourself with both of your hands. when the speaker of the event mentioned your stage name, you snapped out of your reverie and stepped up to the stage. the very few fans you currently have cheered you on while the rest stared at you with silent scrutiny; you cringed inwardly at that.

all things considered, you thought you were doing a pretty good job with your performance. there weren’t any slip-ups nor mistakes on your part. it’s only when you spotted huntr/x among the crowd while they’re in disguise that messed everything up.

your eyes widened.

you missed a key point of your choreography, pulling you out of your groove altogether. your heart beats erratically in your chest and you gasp for air, already feeling an incoming panic attack. before you know it, you were ushered out by the organizers when the crowd started booing you.

when you stepped down from the stage, the three of them grabbed you and dragged you to a nearby alleyway.

“hey, hey [name]! are you alright?” the first one to speak up was rumi, her worried gaze flitting over to your face while she pats you down, feeling for any sort of injuries you might have. you nodded wordlessly. “that was rough, it was a relief the organizers pulled you out before the situation escalated.” you know mira never wants to lie to you, but her blunt remarks sometimes hurt you more than they should.

“yeah… do you want to go to a nearby café and cool off? not a lot of people are around today, that’s how we managed to sneak out.” zoey smiled unsurely. when rumi let go of you, zoey instantly grabbed your hands and brought them closer to her chest, an attempt to ground you to reality and focus on her.

“sure, that would be nice,” you finally replied. zoey beamed at you as she linked arms with you, rumi and mira walking closely in tow.

unbeknownst to the four of you, five pairs of glowing yellow eyes were intently observing you in the dark.

“found your number one weakness.” a certain raven-haired demon chuckled darkly.

“zoey told me the three of you weren’t gonna come and watch?” now that you’ve ordered your respective drinks, you managed to calm yourself down for a proper conversation with them. “well, about that… i wasn’t lying! but we really wanted to watch you so we begged for bobby to let us go this once and fortunately, he did!” zoey clapped cheerfully while the other two smiled and nodded in confirmation, looking proud of themselves.

they were lucky they have a kind and loving man like bobby around; managers like him are hard to find.

the thought was bittersweet.

“your singing has improved a lot, [name]. your tone is much more prominent,” rumi complimented you, a shy smile making its way on her face as she starts to blush. “yeah, your choreo’s getting hotter too. i like it,” mira chimed in, smirking as she sends a cheeky wink your way. “and your expressions! they’re bright and cute!” zoey piled on more compliments.

your face started heating up, compliments from them—from huntr/x—always leave you feeling overwhelmed.

“aw, come on guys. i still have more room for improvement!”

“right, but so do we, you know?” rumi mused. she squeezes your shoulder, the comforting weight making you feel less tense. you nodded and smiled at her in appreciation. the four of you continued to catch up with each other’s lives, work stressors, and other mundane things. you even managed to rope rumi and mira into your binge watch session with zoey.

when mira looked at the clock on the café’s walls, her eyes widened in surprise. “shit, it’s already evening. bobby might get worried if we come later than we promised.”

“oh my god, you’re right! time flew so fast, i didn’t even notice!” zoey exclaimed, hands flying up to her face.

“it was fun hanging out with you today, [name].” rumi wrapped her hands around you in a bear hug, zoey squealed and joined in. “yes! i’m soooo gonna miss this once we start going all in on our promotions!” when the two let go of you, mira walks up to you. she grabs your waist and plants a brief kiss on your forehead. “call us whenever you need anything, ‘kay?” you blushed from the bold intimate action.

“will do! goodbye huntr/x, knock ‘em out dead!” with a teasing smile on your lips, you joked. the three of them laughed, waving goodbye to you before they finally left the café. your smile dropped and you sighed as you sat down on the plush cushion of your seat. you were just about to start packing up your things when suddenly, your phone started blowing up with hundreds of notifications.

what the fuck?

you instantly pulled it out of your bag, clammy hands unlocking the lockscreen. you opened all of your social media accounts, looking for the main source of these notifications, and once you found it, you were aghast.

a member of the saja boys—romance—posted a clip of your performance today at the busking event on his official account.

( I adoreee the way they dance, and they’re gorgeous up there on stage! The Saja Boys would personally love to meet this gem for a potential collab♡♡ )

the comments were flooded with mentions of your official social handles, both your fans and non-fans alike agreeing with romance and complimenting your dancing skills. your jaw dropped.

what the fuck?

you didn’t even know the saja boys were watching you. you thought you’ve had enough heart attacks for today, but fate had other plans. while you were busy having an internal crisis over the fact that you’re going viral right now because of the saja boys, one of them sent you a personal message on social media.

( hey, i watched your performance today. and i think you’re an excellent performer ^__^ are you up for some dancing and possibly a collab with us? if you are, meet us at club icarus tomorrow @ 12am. we’ll be there during our free time. )

you gasp out loud. did fucking jinu of the saja boys just invited you out?! oh god, this is too much to handle for your frazzled nerves right now. it’s all coming too fast for your liking; you need a moment to breathe.

what should you do?

no, actually fuck it, what more do you have to lose, anyway?

You: ( oh my god, thank you!! i would LOVE to have a collab with you five omg. i’ll be there sharp!! )

Jinu: ( great! can’t wait to see you, lovely. ♡ )

you grabbed a random pillow from the seat beside you and started screaming into it. just a few hours ago you thought your idol career was gone for good when you messed up at the busking event, but not only did you get to hang out with huntr/x today, the saja boys took notice of you and decided to personally invite you out!

i mean, this has to be a fan’s number one dream come true, right?!

feeling overwhelmed yet elated all at once, you had a hard time trying to sleep peacefully tonight when you got home.

you could smell the sweat and the intoxicating perfume wafting from the people on the dance floor across from you; you didn't expect this club to be packed. fiddling with the angel wings you wore on your back—apparently, it was the dress code for this club—you quietly scanned the room, looking for any sign of the saja boys.

you stopped when you noticed a tuft of hair with a familiar shade of pink behind some dancers. you squinted your eyes to get a closer look until you realize it was one of the members of saja boys; it was abby!

you sprang to action, running towards his general direction while squeezing through the sweaty dancers on the dance floor. when you manage to get out of the throng of people, you spotted the saja boys huddled up together in a quiet corner, talking amongst themselves while they’re away from prying eyes.

you took a deep breath and steeled yourself to face them. when you came into view, they instantly quieted down and turned their heads around. “hi, saja boys, right? i’m [name]!”

“sunbaenim! it’s great to finally meet you!” abby cheered, bounding up towards you to eagerly shake your hand. you were surprised by his sudden enthusiasm, but you returned it with the same fervor nonetheless.

“i’m mystery. nice to meet you, [name],” the member whose lavender hair covers his eyes introduced himself to you with a shy smile.

“romance at your service, dear [name],” the member whose hair has a lighter shade of pink purred, gently grabbing your hand and bringing it close to his lips to kiss it. his intense gaze on you never falters. you gulped. damn, he’s smooth.

“i’m baby, the cutest maknae in korea!” the blue-haired member with a baby face exclaimed in delight. weird, despite his childish looks, there’s a cold glint in his eye that you can’t quite describe; you shrugged it off.

“i’m abby! my abs make all my fans pass out. don’t stare at them too hard or you’ll be the same.” the member you saw from afar introduced himself with a smirk and a flirtatious wink. it’s funny, he kinda reminds you of a cocky golden retriever somehow.

“and i’m the leader, jinu. we’re pleased to be in your presence today, [name]. we can only hope you’ll feel the same,” the leader of the saja boys spoke up last, his innocent smile doesn’t betray the knowing look on his face. of course, you were oblivious to this fact.

“hey, guys! i wasn’t expecting to meet up with you at all, but i’m very honored!” you happily greeted them. you were holding back your inner fan, scared they might think you’re one of those creepy sasaengs they hate so much. they only debuted recently with “soda pop”, and yet they already took korea by storm. the catchy pop song went viral on social media with everyone doing the dance challenge. and honestly? they deserve it. you see great potential in them, so it didn’t take long for you to become a fan of them too.

jinu chuckled. “no need to be uptight, we’re all colleagues here. and we’ve admired you for the longest time now before we debuted, [name].”

“huh? really?” you stuttered, breaking eye contact with jinu, feeling exposed under his gaze. “yes! which was why we were excited to debut, it’s our dream to meet you in person and make music with you.” woah, he was really laying it on thick. and while you still can’t believe the prospect of the saja boys being your fans, all this praise is making you feel dizzy. “thank you, i appreciate that… to be honest, this is all so crazy to me. but i’ll be lying if i say i didn’t want a collab with you too.” you replied with a smile, jinu’s grin grew wider while the other boys cheered in the background.

“awesome! then i suppose we would be seeing each other often starting from now on.”

“that we will!”

spending time with the saja boys in and outside work hours has been a whirlwind of chaos if you put it lightly. you didn’t hate it, it was a nice change of pace in your life; ever since that fateful day, your popularity steadily grew and you gained more fans each day. what was once a pipe dream to you is now becoming reality, and you can’t wait for the day you stand on equal ground with huntr/x.

speaking of, they’ve been distant with you lately. with the vague messages zoey sent you almost two weeks ago, you figure they must be having a fight. whether it was a serious one or not was none of your concern, you didn’t want to pry into their private lives.

“earth to [name]! hellooooo?” baby mockingly knocked on your forehead with a closed fist and a shit-eating grin on his face. you swatted his hand away and playfully rolled your eyes at him. “what is it, baby?”

the blue-haired man sighed. “jinu said you should watch our performance and give us proper feedback about it. i don’t know what the big deal is, but you’re more experienced than us so we trust your word.”

“sure, where is he?”

baby jutted out a thumb to his left, pointing to the door. “jinu and the rest are all there in the living room… they’re waiting for you, so let’s go already!” he whined and clinged to your arm.

“alright, alright… i’ll be there in a few minutes. just let me pack up our stuff here.” you gently threaded your hand through his soft blue locks. baby closed his eyes and leaned into your touch. “fine, but don’t take too long.” he pouts and finally lets go of you.

“oh my god, romance, did you seriously just send a flying kiss to the camera after drinking hot sauce?” you groaned. the man in question laughed, he leaned to your right side and twirled a lock of his light pink hair as he giggled. “mhm, the fans loved it, no?”

“sure, but you still looked ridiculous.”

“hey! don’t be mean!” romance pouted as he gingerly wrapped his arms around you, holding you close. “i can give you a private show if that’s what you’d prefer,” he seductively whispered in your ear.

suddenly, you felt a protective hold on your arm. mystery growled from your left. “stop making them uncomfortable, romance,” mystery warned. romance only rolls his eyes in response.

“what, you jealous?”

“no. hog them all you want, but [name] will have a one-on-one session with me later so they can teach me their new choreography.”

“why, you!”

with a deep sigh, you pinched both of their cheeks at the same time. “that’s enough, what would jinu say when he finds you two all beaten up for nothing? control yourselves.”

“mystery started it!”

“and it’s all because you decided to be a stupid ass.”

“that’s not a valid reason!”

“nuh-uh.”

you closed your eyes and pinched the bridge of your nose. god, when will jinu come home? these two are unbelievably immature.

“let me help you with that, [name]!” abby confidently grabs the heavy cardboard boxes you were struggling to lift, holding them up in his arms with ease as he puffs out his chest with pride, expecting that compliment he oh-so craved from you.

“thanks, abby! you’re very strong. with you moving our equipment to the studio, we’ll be done in no time!” you smiled at him brightly, and he who doesn’t know any better, continues to stare at you in a daze.

“right, so let’s get moving, shall we?” abby snapped out of it when jinu bumped shoulders with him roughly. “hey, what’s the big deal, man?” abby glared at jinu, the former’s blatant hostility and change of attitude not being lost on the latter.

“nothing, man. we’re in a rush, so we need to do this fast.”

“whatever.”

jinu frowned at abby’s flippant response. once the pink-haired man was out of view, jinu sent an apologetic look your way and mouthed “i’m sorry about him” to you. you shook your head and laughed it off, telling him you’re used to the saja boys’ antics by now.

“no, but seriously. thank you for everything you’ve done for us.” in a flash, you suddenly found yourself in jinu’s arms. the boxes he was holding a few moments ago were long forgotten on the ground. you jerked in surprise, startled by the raven-haired man’s heartfelt confession. where did this come from?

his hold on you tightened a little bit more, as if he was scared he’ll lose you any second now if he lets go of you. he couldn’t say it then, but you were someone who has become important to him, to the other saja boys as well. in the beginning, talking to you was only a means to an end—you were simply a pawn in jinu’s plan—the saja boys did not care for your wellbeing one bit, they couldn’t give a rat’s ass if you died in a ditch somewhere.

however, overtime that changed. they now know you’re the one soul they won’t give up to gwi-ma no matter what it takes. they can only hope you’ll come to accept their demonic nature as well once they tell you.

your growing popularity now was all thanks to them and the fans they’ve managed to brainwash into liking you.

really, you should be grateful to them. but no, oh no! don’t worry, they won’t harm a hair on your pretty little head. in fact, once everything goes according to plan and they manage to take over seoul successfully, you’ll be in their grasp for a long, long time without gwi-ma and huntr/x in the picture.

they just have to be patient as they tempt you into sweet salvation.

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