xjangmii

[xjangmii]

Saja Boys and supernatural reader

A/N: sksndnksdkw I‘m back hehe! Sorry, I had been out of town and didn’t have enough time to write anything (٥⁀▽⁀ )

WARNING: mentions of death (no mc)

Contains: Jinu, Abby, Mystery, Baby (I had no idea what to write for Romance)

REQUESTS OPEN!!

Jinu Saja

reader = banshee

🐯 the first time Jinu had seen you, was when his demonic patterns begin to spread in the chambers of the emperor‘s palace

🐯 you were beautiful – hauntingly so, a stark contrast to the silent and dreadful weeps that constantly escaped your lips

🐯 whenever he tried approaching you, you vanished, disappearing into the cold town streets

🐯 he always flinched whenever your loud wails echoed throughout the empty palace halls, signaling the oncoming demise of his mother or sister

🐯 once he was the only one left of his family, you disappeared, deeming your purpose as complete until he would return to the surface of earth

ミ↯✢☔︎︎

Jinu stood atop the roof of an unimportant building, eyes focused on the soft blue lines of the honmoon slowly turn crimson and claret on some areas. His plan was succeeding – the fans were slowly yet surely distancing themselves from the hunters and attaching their souls to the new group – the Saja Boys.

He should feel proud, content or atleast satisfied – but all he felt had been guilt, shame and regret.

A certain purple haired girl – one of the Hunters – had caught his eye. Not in romantic interest – no, but in curiosity, as she had the same patterns that adorned his skin whenever the illusion of a perfect idol became to heavy to bear or his lord summoned him back underneath earth‘s surface.

At first, he only wanted to know what she had been so ashamed of. He now knew why, but instead of success – he felt dread.

He was about to retreat to the headquarters of the Saja Boys, until a shiver ran down his spine as his ears caught the sound of distant cries.

Ah, he forgot about this part.

"You‘ve returned." said the voice of a young person – one that had been young for far too long.

He never failed to notice how each syllable spoken by that person had always carried the cries of countless people mourning deaths.

"I always do. I have to." His voice no longer carried the intent of wanting anything – not anymore. His attempts at talking to the banshee haunting his family were always futile, so he stopped trying. Only if they initiated it could the demon talk to them.

"I know." replied the weeping spirit, a comfortable yet eerie silence surrounding them.

Abby Saja

reader = dybbuk

💪 The first time Abby had 'seen' you, was when he felt a heavy aura surrounding one of his fans. He didn’t know what it meant – until he saw you slouching over the fans‘ back like a koala

💪 The fan had been one of the hardcore, obsessive ones, so he saw you often. Whenever he did, his eyes locked onto yours as you seemed to dissipate into the fans‘ body

💪 At some point, the fan you were latching yourself onto began to feel so burdened and depressed that you decided to detach from them

💪 Abby was not suprised in the slightest when he felt another soul attach itself to his one. Though, he was confused, since he was dead and not alive. You never told him why, so he just accepted your presence

💪 Mystery once asked if he should exorcise you – since he had read about dybbuk‘s and knew what they meant for the person they were attached to

💪 the Saja Boys now deem you as an acquaintance and don’t try to excorcise you anymore

ミ✽𐮛𐬻

"Are you sure you aren’t one of Gwi-Ma‘s hellspawns?" Abby asked incredulously as he felt you influence parts of his thoughts.

You merely hummed in acknowledgment as you did whatever, not minding the thoughts of his lord – Gwi-Ma – trying to kick you out of his mind.

He breathed out a low chuckle, shaking his head in mock relief. "I let you stay attached to me and you have the audacity to influence my thoughts?"

The slight flicker of amusement in your face gave away the hidden sense of joy in your mind. "Well, I have nothing else to do. All you do is dance, sleep, sing, train, feast on souls and watch some crappy movies." Your voice came out as a weak, emotionless and bored complaint, but Abby knew better than anyone that that wasn’t the case.

"The movies aren’t crappy. They are emotional, beautiful and full of love. They-"

His mouth immediately shut as he felt you clasp your hand around it. "Stay quiet, listening to your mind ramble about it is already enough."

A heartfelt laughter escaped his lips at your comment, shaking his head in disbelief. "You decided to latch yourself onto me! Why don’t you just leave if I annoy you?"

You stay quiet, an almost transparent and unnoticeable blush coating your cheeks.

Mystery Saja

reader = siren

❔ it had only been a few days since the Saja Boys had debuted, so Mystery took it upon himself to explore Seoul‘s streets

❔ he would‘ve never found you if it weren’t for the alluringly beautiful melody sounding from one if the alleyways

❔ there you were – trapping an unfortunate passerby, pushing them against the walls of the alley as you devoured their soul

❔ the moment you noticed him – since the passerby looked at him for help – you halted in your movements, taking notice of his patterns

❔ before the curious demon could utter a word to you, you disappeared into a cloud of pink smoke

ミ✧♫𐬺

You hummed to yourself as your feet carried you through the narrow passages of one of Seoul‘s districts. It was quiet, peaceful – if you ignore the flicker of shop lights and nearby cars.

"What exactly are you?" the sudden intrusion in your once peaceful bubble made you sigh dejectedly. You turned to look at the man who decided to burst that bubble.

"A demon, just like you." Your tiresome voice sent a shiver down the demon‘s spine – something about it was so powerful and attracting.

Mystery stayed quiet for a few seconds, counting down the different scenarios that could occur – depending on his next words.

"That isn’t true. Atleast not fully." he responds to your comment in a curious yet also disbelieving tone.

You breathed out a chuckle, turning around and meeting his eyes – atleast where you think they are. "Then what am I?"

"You‘re a siren."

His body jolted lightly as your hand met his throat in an instant, your mouth calmly breathing against his ear. "You‘re smart. I like that."

He could’ve sworn something had pulled him in that very moment – but it all subsided when all that was left was the smell of lust, the ocean and honey-coated lies.

Baby Saja

reader = sylph

🌶️ Baby had been growing suspicious of the constant light breeze that had been following him.

🌶️ He swore he was going crazy – more than he already was – when he saw the silhouette of a person drifting along the rivers of air

🌶️ whenever that soft breeze caught up to him, he always felt a tender touch on his cheek, a fluttering feeling of care and comfort – and it drove him insane.

🌶️ he began to avoid going outside altogether whenever he had the chance, the only exception stupid concerts he had to attend

🌶️ when he saw that silhouette again – he reached for it, suprised by the fact that he had grasped whatever being was haunting or following him

ミ𐫱𐬺༄

You gently kicked your feet as you swayed behind the one boy that had caught your attention – Baby.

Other sylphs had always told you not to mess with humans – demons included – as it could disturb the natural flow of air. Even if only one of them danced out of line.

You didn’t really care though – you were known for your careless nature. Wherever you went, the flow of the wind followed, casting a soft yet also playful breeze.

Baby had been trying to grasp you more and more, each time a new success and motivation to eliminate whatever had been pestering with his daily life.

You had interacted with Baby in multiple ways. Softly touching his cheek, letting a cool breeze flow his way whenever it had been too hot – even talked to him in person as a normal fan.

Today had been no different. You were – as said before – swaying behind Baby, although you quickly changed pace as you disappeared into a nearby passage.

Out came a 'normal' person, dressed casually yet also playfully. This person was you – well, your humanoid form.

You had a light pep in your step as you matched Baby‘s pace. He had worn a disguise so that no one could tell it was him.

"Say, sir, isn’t the breeze nice today?" Your cheerful attitude and enthusiasm were annoying Baby – even more than those clingy fans or stupid hunters.

"No. It‘s infuriating and absolutely unimportant." The way he had said that – so cruel, truthful and as if it were a fact – really struck something inside of you. But, you smiled nonetheless.

With a hidden flick of your hand, a sudden yet strong gush of air had hit Baby in the face, blowing away everything that had kept him undercover.

You feign suprise, holding a hand tightly to your chest. "Oh my goodness! You‘re Baby Saja!" It came out louder than intended, but your plan still succeeded.

As if one cue, crowds began to form around said Idol, each of them invading his personal space (or trying to). Their excitement was evident, their voices ringing from high to low octaves around him.

Baby had looked at you in shock, immediately recognizing your playfulness as the same the wind had always carried around him. "You!-"

You merely stick your tongue out and wink, your body starting to dissipate into the flow of the air.

A/N: Please tell me if anything is wrong or should be changed! I researched about each supernatural being and used the information provided (which could also be misinformation)

dividers by @cafekitsune

[xjangmii]

I‘m lost in your iris..

Baby Saja x reader drabble

A/N: Step on me - The Cardigans , you‘ll see.

Genre: Angst, no comfort

WARNINGS: Angst, manipulation, death(not in detail)

You should’ve been more cautious the moment your gaze met his and you only found hollow, lifeless eyes weighed down by centuries of shame.

Still, you couldn’t resist; his blue eyes mesmerized you with a power you could not explain, piercing straight through you and stealing your soul.

Your tides drifted toward each other until the two of you were knotted in ways no eye could ever see or language describe.

He fed on your vulnerability and tender weakness, treating human feeling as nothing more than a lure to draw others into his orbit.

So intent were your own tides on holding him close that you never noticed there was no answering wave to grasp – only hunger and manipulation in the shape of gentle, caring affection.

✧༄✤

You were far too captivated by his eyes, too naive to see how, little by little, his hand had wrapped around your heart, letting it beat only when it suited him.

And by the time you finally began to see the truth – it was already far too late.

"Oh, I think you‘re holding the heart of mine."

His hand tightened around the last fragile remnants of your spirit, squeezing with cruel precision, watching as it trembled on the edge of shattering.

"Squeeze it apart, that‘s fine."

A soft, inaudible breath slipped from your lips as the final fragments of your soul drifted away, one after another.

An indifferent smirk tugged at his face as he watched your body crumple, your lifeless eyes still fixed on him with a love so pure it made his hollow heart clench – just for a moment – in something like guilt. But even that flicker vanished as his lord, Gwi-Ma, ignited his mind in flames, escaping in a cloud of pink smoke.

In the end, losing yourself to something so pure – yet so dangerous – never came without a price.

[xjangmii]

Saja Boys and seeing their demon forms

A/N: I‘m working on a bit of a different approach this time. You probably won’t notice it, but I most definitely will.

First time writing Angst hehe

(Abby‘s part is more crack than angst tbh)

Genre: Angst and comfort

Synopsis: After loosing their self control during a simple fight between you two, they drop their masks, their demon forms standing before you. Something they never wanted you to see this way.

WARNINGS: Angst, hurt, suffocation, (did I mention Angst?)

(REQUESTS OPEN!)

Jinu Saja

"You want to erase your memories?!"

Your voice rings out across the apartment, sharp with disbelief. Wide, horrified eyes lock onto Jinu's. His eyes were calm on the surface, but swimming with inner conflict.

"You don't understand," he laughs bitterly, the sound laced with something dark, something dangerous. "I'm a monster. I've done horrible things."

A shaky breath slips from your lips as a single tear trails slowly down your cheek.

His expression shifts instantly. He surges forward, hand outstretched to wipe it away, to undo the hurt.

But you pull back, every inch of you recoiling.

The ache of betrayal cuts deeper than any wound.

"That's no excuse to erase everything you are, everything that makes you who you are." Your back hits the balcony railing, and a chill of panic skims your spine. That faint flicker of gold in his eyes... it wasn't there before.

"You don't understand!" he roars, voice cracking with centuries of grief. "You never will! You'll never know the shame, the agony that l've carried for CENTURIES!"

Before your eyes, his skin shifts, an unnatural violet hue spreading like a stain. Black, jagged markings shimmer indigo, winding across his body like cracks in shattered glass.

His fingernails twist, lengthen, harden into deadly claws.

This wasn't your Jinu anymore.

This wasn't the man you fell in love with.

He chokes on his breath as your shoulder brushes past his. A gust of wind rushes through the room as you flee, the apartment door slamming behind you.

He stands frozen, the scent of fear and heartbreak thick in the air. The walls seem to close in, the space shrinking around him like a trap.

His mouth opens slightly. The air tastes of panic, a bitter and sharp taste on his tongue.

His pupils narrow into razor-thin slits. His claws twitch, dragging across the fabric of his pants with a grating sound.

The world spins as he watches your silhouette grow smaller and smaller... until you're nearly gone.

Why?

Why did it come to this?

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

It won't end like this.

——————

Your body trembled, every muscle straining as adrenaline surged through your veins. Your legs ached, but they never stopped moving.

This wasn't how it was supposed to be. You didn't want to run. You were just angry, furious at him and then your body bolted before your mind could catch up.

A sudden cough tore from your lungs as you burst through a cloud of thick, pink smoke.

You barely had time to react before a hand clamped around your wrist, yanking you to a sudden stop.

Hot, shallow breaths ghosted against your neck, thick with rage. Goosebumps erupted across your skin, not the good kind.

"You're not going anywhere."

His claws dug into your flesh. Blood spilled down your arm, splattering the ground in deep, red droplets.

One claw trailed upward, pressing against your throat before sinking in.

Air caught in your lungs. You gasped, a sharp, broken sound, your vision blurring as your windpipe collapsed beneath his grip. Your panicked gaze locked with his, searching for something human in those empty, furious eyes.

But they were hollow. Wild. Hurt.

Your fingers scraped desperately at his hand, nails dragging down his skin, but your strength was fading. Your face turned a sickening shade of purple and blue.

"J-Jinu..."

Your voice barely made it past your lips.

And then, something snapped in him.

His eyes widened in horror as your body sagged in his grasp. The golden slits in his eyes melted into warm, human brown. They were stunned, frantic.

He released you instantly.

You collapsed against him, gasping for air, blood gushing from your throat. He caught you in his arms, his hands trembling, slick with your blood. His breath came in ragged bursts.

His eyes burned.

What had he done? He nearly killed you. You were dying.

No. No. No. No. No.

"NO!"

His scream erupted into the night, distorted and monstrous, echoing through the city like a curse. The honmoon pulsed red in response, trembling in a deep, ominous hue.

Then a pink cloud began to envelop you.

The two of you vanished into the night, leaving only a thick pool of blood behind.

He won’t let his anguish be your demise.

———————

A soft, rhythmic beeping fills the room where you lie. The sterile stench of medical equipment and hospital sheets hits your nose like a stink bomb. You wrinkle it in disgust, a groan of nausea escaping your lips.

At the first sound you make, Jinu's eyes snap open. Guilt pools in them, quickly giving way to tears.

His hand finds yours and squeezes it gently.

"Hey, my love."

Your eyelids flutter open, only to squint shut again as the harsh light stings your eyes.

"Jinu?.." Your voice is weak and raspy and it cuts him to the core. "Where am I?"

He inhales carefully, his hand brushing tenderly against your cheek, but withdrawing the moment he feels you tremble.

"You're in the hospital... I... I'm so sorry.." His cheeks grow wet as he begins to cry, and your eyes widen.

He flinches in surprise when your hand moves to rest against his chest, right where his 'heart' lies. "It's okay. I'm sorry too."

The tears stream faster now as his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you gently toward him.

You run your fingers through his hair, your touch light and soothing, while you hum a soft melody.

"I'll always forgive you."

Abby Saja

"Abby, could you please explain to your fans that they shouldn't be touching you like that?" Your voice was edged with frustration, worn down by his constant promises that were never followed by action.

He let out a long breath and rubbed his forehead.

"I've told you what like ten thousand times. We have to allow certain things so the fans drift away from HUNTR/X and instead to us."

Your lips tugged downward as you gently placed a hand on his bicep. "Yes, but-"

"For god's sake, would you just shut your damn mouth?"

His voice exploded through the room. A deep red wave rippled through the Honmoon.

You recoiled instantly, as if his skin had burned you on contact.

His eyes, now a piercing gold, were locked on you, sharp and irritated. Black markings crawled up to his jawline, and his skin took on a pale violet hue.

"You humans are so stupid and naive. No wonder Gwi-Ma said we should send every soul we can find straight to him." He growled the words before vanishing in a puff of pink smoke.

Your wide eyes stayed fixed on the spot where he had just stood. You let out a sigh and rubbed your eyes in exasperation.

"Idiot... seriously? He just disappears like that?"

You crossed your arms, a crooked smirk forming on your face.

"Alright then. Let the games begin."

———————

Abby wouldn't say he hadn't seen it coming, but your constant evasions and shameless flirting with other men were starting to seriously wear on his nerves.

"Baby, come on. Please stop flirting with other guys."

His voice was a mix of frustration and quiet desperation, and you had to fight back a smirk.

"Well, look who's begging now."

His right eyelid twitched and he let out a low groan.

"Seriously? This is what you're picking a fight over? Don't you think you're being a little dramatic?"

A sarcastic laugh escaped your lips, and you flashed him a smile that practically screamed screw you.

"What's wrong? I thought it wasn't a big deal."

This back-and-forth went on for a while — sharp words and smug smiles traded like cards — until, at last, Abby's patience finally snapped.

———————

You hummed cheerfully to yourself, a freshly released book in your hands. It had finally come out, and there was no way you were waiting another second to read it.

Your keys jingled softly as you unlocked the door. You stepped inside, flipping to the first page, and then-

Strong hands slammed you gently but firmly against the wall. A warm breath brushed across your face.

His sharp eyes glanced at the book for a brief second and then it vanished in a wisp of ash.

"I'll buy you a new one."

Just as you opened your mouth to protest, his lips crashed onto yours, and your eyes fluttered closed on instinct.

His hands cupped your face like something sacred, and his tongue pressed against yours with a fierce demand for dominance – one he easily won.

A soft moan escaped you, your body melting into his touch as your arms wrapped around his neck.

A small grin tugged at his lips as you sighed in relief.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I swear, I'll start setting boundaries from now on."

You pulled back slightly, raising a brow, a wide, teasing smile on your face.

"If this is how things end... I don't really have a problem with it anymore."

Both of you burst out laughing-until your mouths found each other again.

Mystery Saja

Mystery had always been a quiet person. You knew that from the moment you met him – and still, you chose to love him.

The two of you never really had problems.

Your time together was either spent in peaceful silence – reading books or watching documentaries – or on slow walks through the park while you filled the air with stories and chatter.

He was always careful, observant, and impossibly aware. His brothers respected him deeply – he was the oldest demon among them, after all.

But at some point, even your voice – the voice he once loved, the one he used to call beautiful – started to grate on him. What once calmed him now felt irritating, almost unbearable.

And for you? It wore you down, being the only one who ever said anything.

You loved the silence, loved the enigma that was Mystery. But after a while, every one-sided conversation began to feel like something more painful – like he was simply ignoring you. Like you didn’t matter.

Sure, you cared a lot about him. But after you finally opened up and voiced your concerns about the state of your relationship – only to be met with cold silence – you realized something.

You were done.

———————

The two of you sat in his room, just like always. A single ivy vine curled up along one wall, while the opposite side was lined with shelves upon shelves of encyclopedias, novels, and thick books on geography.

Mystery could feel the silence – but it wasn’t like before. It wasn’t calm, or comforting. It was heavy. Pressured. Scratching.

Just as your mouth parted to speak, the air around you seemed to crackle, and your breath caught in your throat.

“You don’t need to repeat yourself. I’ve already listened the last three times.”

His voice was cold – colder than usual – and something inside you broke. When you spoke again, your voice had lost all warmth. No tenderness. No sweetness. Just a sharp, raw edge hanging in the air between you.

“Are you serious? You hear my complaints and still ignore me?”

He let out a quiet sigh and teleported right in front of you.

His skin flashed violet, laced with jagged black markings that coiled around his body like dark veins. His eyes glowed gold – a stunning, dangerous gold – and his pupils were long and narrow, like a serpent’s.

“You’re irritating. Can you humans really not obey, even when silence itself tells you to keep quiet?”

He took your chin roughly between his fingers and pulled your face closer to his. His eyes locked onto yours, and in that moment, you finally understood why he always kept them hidden.

It wasn’t because they were too beautiful or enchanting.

It was because they were terrifying.

———————

Your breathing came in uneven waves, your nights plagued by one nightmare after another.

Not a single day had been calm or peaceful since your eyes first met his. You didn’t know what he had done to you, but whatever it was, it was slowly driving you mad.

While you suffered, Mystery sat alone in his room, a dark and tainted talisman turning slowly between his fingers.

He studied it for a while, expression unreadable, before it burst into flames and crumbled into ash.

What a shame.

The voices in his head were growing louder, Gwi-Ma more ravenous.

With an annoyed sigh, he commanded one of the lesser demons to go steal another soul.

Still, his mind wandered back to your complaints – again and again.

And somewhere, buried deep beneath his apathy, a small part of him felt guilty.

Humans were strange creatures. They felt far too much and far too little, all at once. That’s what he always believed. Even with you.

You were stubborn, empathetic, and kind – but also cold, occasionally arrogant, sometimes selfish.

And yet, he knew he would have to calm you down if he ever wanted to hear your voice again.

He missed it more than he wanted to admit.

——————

Your eyes fluttered open as the world around you shifted. The familiar comfort of your bed was gone, replaced by a warm, fragrant blanket of lavender flowers.

Above you, the long, graceful branches of a willow tree swayed gently, their leaves whispering with each soft creak.

“You’re awake.”

Your boyfriend’s voice cut through your thoughts, grounding you. This wasn’t a dream. It was real.

You sat up slowly, your eyes meeting his.

The gold you once remembered in them was gone, replaced by a soft, earthy brown. His bangs parted just enough to reveal those terrifyingly beautiful eyes – gentle now, almost vulnerable.

You opened your mouth to speak, but he beat you to it.

“I’m sorry. I should’ve listened more. I should’ve let you speak your truth.”

His tone was quiet but sincere, and the sound of his voice – so rarely heard – startled you more than his words.

You let out a soft sigh and reached over, your hand finding his.

“I appreciate the apology. Really. It’s just… sometimes I feel completely alone, even when I’m the only person in the room with you.”

He nodded, gently squeezing your hand.

“I promise I’ll work on that.”

You gave him a small, fond smile, scratching your temple a little awkwardly.

“So… um… could you maybe lift the curse?”

His brow lifted. “What curse?”

“The one that’s been giving me endless nightmares?”

He paused. “… Oh. Right. Maybe."

“Mystery!”

Romance Saja

“Romance, you set the stove on fire, this is your fault!”

Your furious voice echoed through the hallways of your apartment, smoke still curling from the scorched pot on the stove.

Romance narrowed his eyes slightly and let out a slow exhale, before slipping his perfectly practiced mask back into place.

He gave you that charming smile – the kind that made your blood boil and your knees go weak, even when you didn’t want it to.

“Oh, my love… you were the one who told me how to use the stove. So technically, none of this is my fault… right?”

Manipulation dripped from his voice like honey laced with poison. He always had a way of twisting things, making you feel like he was the victim, and you the one to blame.

Your mouth hung open, his words stealing the air right from your lungs.

“You- I- What?”

He smiled brightly, but behind the soft feathers of his tone hid a grin far too dark, like a wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing.

“It’s alright,” he said, voice light and casual. “No one blames you.”

You wanted to scream at him, to demand answers, to call him out for what he’d just said, but instead, all that escaped was a long, exhausted sigh.

——————

You should’ve stood up to him sooner. The longer you waited, the more his manipulation spiraled out of control.

He twisted everything – blaming you for things you weren’t even there for. Whenever you left, even for a moment, he claimed he felt “abandoned.” Slowly but surely, he isolated you, cutting you off from your friends, your passions, even your emotions, until he was the only thing left in your world.

But eventually, something in you snapped.

You mirrored his tactics with chilling precision. Gave him the same silence, the same guilt, the same twisted logic.

And when he realized what you were doing, his jaw locked so tight it looked like it might crack. You could feel the rage rolling off him, sharp, bitter, and nearly tangible.

For the first time, he tasted his own poison. And he hated it.

——————

You groaned internally as his honey-sweet voice drifted into the room.

Oh great. Just what you needed.

He’d been whining and complaining all day, and you were officially out of patience.

“Y/N, my love,” he drawled, voice soaked in drama, “why didn’t you answer me? Surely some important e-pail or whatever can’t be more important than me, right? I’m… disappointed.”

You sighed and furrowed your brows.

“It’s email, Romance. And yes, it is more important than listening to you complain about your fans, makeup, or whatever nonsense you’re on about today.”

Just as he opened his mouth to speak, you cut him off with a look.

“And stop with the constant manipulation. Not everything has to go your way.”

You smiled with quiet satisfaction when he fell silent, but that pride vanished the moment the air around you shifted. Thick. Heavy. Dangerous.

“Well, well,” he murmured, voice low and wicked. “Looks like the little bird finally broke out of its cage. Shame the wolves will have to eat it now.”

Before you could react, his face was inches from yours, golden eyes gleaming with a hungry, twisted thrill, pale purple skin glowing faintly and marks pulsing.

Suddenly, your body felt weak, your knees unsteady.

It was as if something inside you was slipping away.

And it was.

Romance let out a pleased sigh, his pupils dilating as your spirit began to dim, unraveling before him like a thread pulled loose from your soul.

But just as he leaned in further, the front door burst open and with it seeped an aura so dark, so menacing, it seemed to choke the very air in the room.

He froze. You weren’t alone anymore.

——————

Romance crossed his arms and huffed in irritation as the other three members of the Saja Boys stood before him, throwing sharp words and accusations his way.

Meanwhile, Mystery gently laid your body down on the couch, his expression unreadable. He placed a hand over your chest, and a soft glow began to emanate from his palm, his markings shimmering with a breathtaking shade of violet.

Your eyes flew open as you gasped for air, lungs burning with sudden life.

It felt like something that had been torn away from you had finally been returned, settling perfectly back into place, where it had always belonged.

Romance walked carefully to your side, gently taking your hand in his. His smile was genuine, but something about it felt off.

“I’m sorry, little birdy,” he said softly. “I shouldn’t have reacted like that.”

For a brief moment, you almost let yourself feel relief-

“Just… don’t push me like that next time, alright?”

Aaaand there it was.

Baby Saja

You hummed quietly to yourself, tapping your foot in rhythm with the song playing in your mind. It was a peaceful evening – calm, easy, unbothered. For once, everything felt perfectly in place.

That peace shattered the moment a loud crash echoed from Baby’s room.

Your heart jumped into your throat as you rushed to his door, knocking quickly.

“Baby, is everything okay?”

More crashes followed – objects thudding against walls or being shattered – and your panic spiked. You slowly opened the door, just enough to peek inside.

The sight stole the air from your lungs.

His room was a mess, like a storm had torn through it. Broken furniture, torn fabric, scorched wallpaper. Chaos in its purest form.

“Baby?” you called again, your voice soft but uncertain.

Your eyes met his – bright gold, slit like a predator’s. Not the warm boy you knew, but something else. Something ancient. Something furious.

The air was thick with hostility, practically humming with tension. Dark, flickering markings lit up across his skin, flashing and fading in unpredictable bursts.

You reached for the light switch, and as the room filled with warm light, you saw him fully, standing there, breathing hard, fists clenched, eyes burning with barely controlled rage.

His gaze was fixed on you. And for the first time in a long while, you weren’t sure if Baby even recognized you.

✧༄𐬺

Baby stared at you like a deer in headlights, golden eyes wide, breath shallow and uneven.

You took slow, cautious steps toward him, like a hunter approaching a frightened creature.

Just as your hand reached out to touch his cheek, a sharp, searing pain flared at your waist.

Baby’s eyes widened – not from fear or self-defense this time, but from raw panic and instant regret.

You let out a painful gasp, clutching your side.

Your fingers came away slick with blood, and you held them up in front of your face in disbelief.

Your gaze met his, and what you saw in his eyes wasn’t cruelty, it was devastation.

Slowly, you raised your hands in peace, your expression soft despite the pain, a calm smile forming on your lips.

“Baby… it’s okay-”

But he shook his head, eyes shining with guilt, and vanished in a cloud of pink smoke.

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You searched everywhere for Baby. His room, the studio, a 24/7 convenience store, even his favorite hangout spot. But he was nowhere to be found.

You hissed through your teeth, pressing a hand against the bandage wrapped around your waist.

It ached – probably needed real treatment, but finding Baby came first.

You scrolled through every photo, every message thread, until finally, you found the missing piece: his old village.

He once told you it still existed… but never shared where it was.

So you searched every abandoned village that showed up on maps or looked remotely familiar.

With each failed attempt, desperation clawed higher in your chest.

And then, you saw him.

Your lip trembled. Your legs moved before your mind could catch up.

Baby turned the second he felt your presence, and his breath hitched as your arms wrapped tightly around him.

Tears streamed down your face as you choked out frustrated curses, scolding him for being so impossibly reckless. How could he just vanish like that?

Baby shut his eyes tightly, his breath shaky.

“I… I hurt you. I-"

Your lips brushed his, soft and forgiving, and you smiled gently.

“Shh… it’s okay. Let’s go home.”

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Baby stood in front of you, arms crossed and an unimpressed look etched on his face.

Across from him stood you, grinning like some cowboy trying to tame a wild stallion.

You raised an eyebrow at him, confident and teasing.

He scoffed and shook his head.

“Absolutely not, Y/N.”

You pouted dramatically, mirroring his stance and expression.

“You nearly tore my waist apart, and now you won’t even show me your true form?”

The moment the words left your mouth, you saw the shift in his eyes. His body tensed, and his breath caught.

“N-No! I didn’t mean it like that… I’m sorry for pressuring you.”

Your hand gently reached for his face, and you watched as he hesitated for a moment before leaning into your touch.

“Take it at your own pace, okay?” you whispered, your voice soft and steady.

His eyes closed briefly, the tension in his shoulders easing just a little, as if your words gave him permission to breathe again.

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Whenever the voices got too loud or his energy began to fade, Baby always came to you. Hesitant at first, but more trusting with each time you showed him that his appearance, his moods – none of it scared you.

He could be the sweet, innocent maknae, the aloof and sarcastic tease, or someone entirely different depending on the day. You never minded. You loved him in every form.

He was, and always would be, your Baby – the one you cherished with every piece of your soul.

One day, he came home slouched over like a sulking child, lips twisted in a familiar scowl. His illusion dropped almost the moment he stepped through the door, and without a word, he flopped down beside you.

His head came to rest on your shoulder, breath calm and steady as he simply lay there, unmoving. 'Resting' – or whatever humans called it. His dark cyan hair tickling your neck and his claws twitching ever so slightly.

He might have been the youngest of the five, the only hellborn who didn’t fully understand human emotions or their strange weight, but he had something none of the others did.

He had you. And the warmth you carried with you, that strange thing you called love.

Maybe he couldn’t feel it the way you did, not exactly. But he had learned not to devour it like a starving beast. He had learned to hold it gently, to keep it close. To treasure it.

A/N: Can you tell who my favorite is? Because I most definitely can ;P.

Sorry if there are any grammatical errors, I wrote in my mother language this time and then just used a translator to translate it (￣▽￣).

Edit: Bruh I literally forgot to add a part of Romance‘s Story T^T

Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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Haunted Eyes - PROLOGUE

A Mystery Saja x ghost!reader story

A/N: Let me know if you want me to continue this, I quite enjoyed writing it! If you have any suggestions or advice for future chapters, don’t hesitate to tell me!

Wordcount: 543

Warnings: Hints at death of character/s, death (not in detail), mentions of sickness

If you’d have to name any emotion describing your current mood, it‘d be sorrow, guilt, shame and regret.

You were dead, your whole mortal life based off of sickness, barely keeping the family alive and deals you shouldn’t have made.

Gwi-Ma, was the name of the devil himself. A simple name, considering it means devil when you switch both syllables, Magwi.

He came to you when your brother threatened to succumb to a simple flue, carried throughout your town when the fishermen were kind enough to share some of their catches with it. His body wasn’t strong enough, his immune systen undeveloped, all because he could only eat a few crumbs of what could be shared whenever your family had gotten enough money to buy a small piece of bread.

You were desperate to save his life, so you started to sell your own body. You felt dirty, used, unloved and constantly touched. Your family looked at you in disgust when you had told them about it, shaming your way of thinking about how to make enough money. They thought you were selfish, only wanting all of the money for yourself. You begged them to buy the necessary medicine needed for your brother‘s recovery, tears streaming down your shadowed face as the doors of their small house closed infront of you.

They abandoned you, calling you a disgrace to their family. They took your money, your dignity and your family. You nerver knew if they ever got the medicine, if your brother survived or perished because of a cruel, evil, money hungry world.

You were angry, furious, your breathing quickening with each passing second.

That‘s when he called out to you, offering a place of solace and a way to avange your mistreatment. You were desperate for acceptance, so you gave in to his offering, binding your soul to his.

Your passing came soon after, a different disease and barely any food having helped in your demise. The devil took you to his place, but you never found solace, never found acceptance, only cruelty. So, you tried to escape that hellish place and somehow appeared back on the surface of earth. But one thing changed.

You couldn’t be seen anymore, your silent weeps couldn’t be heard or soothed and so your sorrow never left.

The only solace given to you were the children, their eyes wide and fearful whenever they saw you, a crying ghost carrying endless shackles around its limbs. You sang to them in sickness and nightmares, trying to soothe whatever pain they were going through. It was the only thing partly bringing you some sort of peace, seeing the once pained expression turn kind, friendly, resting and peaceful.

At some point, you‘ve learnt how to manipulate the human eye to see you once more, to hear your weeping sorrows masked as beautiful lyrics sung by you and three other girls.

Demons sometimes see through your tricks, trying to graze your immortal soul and return it to Gwi-Ma, yet never succeeding.

So now you wander around earth, mainly South Korea and where your town once laid, singing to children in need of comfort at night and singing to the world at day, yet never finding someone to soothe your forever crying soul.

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❥K-Pop Demon Hunters:

⇨ Saja Boys Headcanons (every Saja Boy, SFW)

⇨ Saja Boys and secret dates (every Saja Boy, SFW, mentions of blood)

⇨ Saja Boys and seeing their demon forms (every Saja Boy, SFW, please read WARNINGS)

⇨ I‘m lost in your iris (Baby Saja Drabble, SFW?, please read WARNINGS)

⇨ Saja Boys and supernatural reader (Baby, Jinu, Abby, Mystery, SFW, please read WARNINGS)

❥Haunted Eyes (mystery saja x ghost!reader)

⇨ PROLOGUE

⇨ CHAPTER 1 (standby)

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Saja Boys and secret dates

A/N: Thank you for the support on my last post! <3

If you want to request something or just have questions, don’t feel afraid to send them!! (Idk what to write T^T)

Summary: You‘re living with the HUNTR/X girls, having learnt to fight demons and to, one day, finally seal the honmoon. Yet when it‘s almost complete, a demon boy band appears out of nowhere, the Saja Boys. Everything you‘ve learnt about demons is cast aside when you fall for one of them and now you secretly meet eachother every night. How, you might be asking? By sneaking out.

Warnings: Mentions of blood in Baby‘s part (possibly bad grammar, english is not my first language)

Jinu Saja

🐯 imagine your first secret meeting with him like the one he had with Rumi in the movie

🐯 when you first saw Derpy and Magpie, you were quite startled. So, your first instinct was to eliminate them. But when Derpy accidentally kicked over the trash can in your room and tried to bring it to stand again, you practically melted

🐯 whenever Derpy visits you and brings you one of Jinu‘s cards, you give him some treats and pet him

🐯 at first you were extremely careful, always trying not to make any noise and putting a makeshift puppet on your bed

🐯 whenever you two meet, it’s at an enclosed area with almost no people nearby

🐯 when you started sending him your own cards he was practically squealing like a highschool girl

🐯 Rumi once caught you two while you were on a walk together (it was in the evening and Jinu wore a disguise), so now you two always meet at night, just to be sure no one will catch you

🐯 you two once made another hat for Derpy one night, but Magpie stole that aswell

🐯 Zoey stormed into your room while Derpy brought you a card, so you had to hide him behind you. She saw the giant tail behind your back and squealed excitedly, thinking you were now into cosplay. She brought you multiple sets of her old clothes, tutorials on how to make wigs and such the next day

🐯 you both had your 'Free' moment at some point

🐯 you took him to an aquarium once and he was in absolute awe the entire time

🐯 he took you to a few old temples from his era, explaining how they were made and what they were for

Aquarium Night:

"Why didn’t you want to tell me where we are going?" Jinu asked curiously, matching your speed as you dragged him with you. You chuckled, looking back at him with a soft smile "Because then it wouldn’t be a suprise, you idiot!"

When you saw the building you were talking about, you quickly sped up, Jinu yelping in suprise as he staggered forward. You laughed lightly, muttering a short 'sorry' as you walked a tiny bit slower. Arriving at your destination, you let go of his hand, standing infront of the building and excitedly waving your hands "Ta-daaa!!" Jinu just stared at it in silence, confusion evident on his face. " 'Sea Life'?" his tone carried a hint of mockery, silently contemplating whether to tell you 'Sorry, but I forgot something. Let‘s meet tomorrow!' or to just get it over with. "What‘s that supposed to be? A pool house?" You snorted slightly, envisioning all kinds of fish in a sauna. "Nooo!! Just come with me, it‘s still open for the next hour!" Grabbing his hand again, you pulled him with you, quickly paying the entry fee before going inside.

While you were busy with paying the entry fee, Jinu stared at the ceiling, his gaze distant yet also filled with admiration. Above him, the skeleton of a blue wale hung, decorated with little stars hanging at its sides. The ceiling was painted a deep blue fading into a more lighter blue, each new color adorned with tiny stars, a moon and a light yellow sun. His pupils widened, having never seen anything like this. His fingers twitched, wanting to reach out and touch the painted sky. Right as he was about to start levitating, a hand enveloped his, startling him. As he looked down, he saw your eyes staring up at his, a bright smile plastered on your face. He completely forgot what he had been so awe struck by, his entire focus now lying on you and your entire soul.

Your wave began to tangle around his, creating a pretty violet tone that radiated comfort and peace. And at that moment, he knew one thing: no matter how forbidden this relationship, these meetings or they were, he would never stop fighting for you.

Abby Saja

💪 to be fair, I‘m stuck between him being a really loud person and him being a rather gentle, quiet person

💪 would probably help you out with a demon you were just fighting and then ask you if you could meet up some random night

💪 if you came, he‘d be like a big happy golden retriever and if you didn’t, he‘d wait until you come

💪 when you first met with him, he was very cocky, constantly flexing his muscles to impress you

💪 got a little bold one night and straight up confessed, while you were staring at him like this :O

💪 always greets you with hugs whenever you show up, trying to show you that he enjoys your company

💪 either takes you to cinemas, 24/7 open stores or teleports you to wherever you want to go

💪 sometimes waits for you outside on your balcony, watching you as you lock your door and put some folded clothes onto your bed as a makeshift you

💪 one night he sent Magpie to you as an invitation to meet up. He never did it again after Magpie came back dressed like a horror story princess (Jinu yelled at him for over an hour)

Movie Night:

The soft crunches of popcorn can be heard somewhere in the local cinema of Seoul, silent chatter sometimes souding in the distance. Your head was leanded on the shoulder of your boyfriend, both of your eyes focused on the giant screen that displays the movie you were watching. Sighing quietly, your focus began to shift from the screen to the person sitting next to you, quiet sniffles coming from him. Your eyes lock onto his face, seeing tears fall slide down. He jolts slightly as a tissue wipes across his face, his eyes finding yours as you look at him fondly. His face turns a deep shade of crimson, quickly wiping away the leftover tears and acting like he never got sentimental. You chuckled lightly, shaking your head as the both of you continued watching whatever movie was playing in the cinema, just happy to be with one another.

About an hour later, the both of you hug, his arms enveloping your chest and waist whilst yours hang around his neck. He presses his lips to yours, a tender kiss meant as a good night. You sigh dreamily into his lips, your arms tightening around his form, trying to pull yourself impossibly closer to him. Feeling his chest vibrate against yours, you can’t help but laugh aswell, not caring about being caught, just caring about the current moment.

His form cradles yours as you lay down on your bed, your body starting to shut down as it drifts off into a deep slumber. You feel fingers brushing through your hair, the feeling of warmth and safety surrounding you like a peaceful bubble. Abby watches as your breathing slows, your expression peaceful and content.

Waking up the next morning, you find yourself alone in your bed. Just as you were about to feel saddened, you find a little card on your bedside table, a handwritten message by Abby. Your smile reaches your eyes as you read it, placing it against your chest as you close your eyes, suddenly feeling better than you ever have before, the sadness completely erased.

Mystery Saja

❔ he invited you to meet up with him at the fan signing event, sliding a small envelope into your pocket

❔ every time you two meet up, you are either in an abandoned building, in a field of flowers or just in his room

❔ he waits outside of your balcony each night, always making sure to bring something he‘s sure you‘ll like

❔ while in his room, the two of you just cuddle or read a book, enjoying eachothers company

❔ whenever he feels like it, he lets you style his hair and other times he styles yours

❔ most of your meet ups consist of cuddles, you being the big spoon and him being the small spoon

❔ at first, the two of you went to public areas, but you quickly scrapped that idea when all he did was bark or growl at people getting to close to you

❔ Zoey caught you two redhanded one time, yet instead of snitching on you, she began fangirling, now being your nr1 supporter and fanclub leader

❔ sometimes you two stay on your balcony, a blanket draped across your bodies as you talked to eachother or simply stared at the night sky

❔ like I said in my hc, he‘s very observant, so he always brings you to places he‘s sure you‘ll grow to like

A blood moon night

You hum quietly to yourselt, kicking your legs as you stared out the window. Tonight was a blood moon's night, the sky painted in a deep ombre of violet and dark blue. You held a notebook in your hand, scribbling down your thoughts and doodles of the blood moon. On your lap sat your favorite plushie, pressed closely to your lower abdomen (or chest, depending on the size). Closing your eyes for a few seconds, you listened to the noises surrounding you, before a soft tap on the glass door of the balcony disrupted your peace. You opened your eyes, seeing your boyfriend standing behind the door, your favorite flowers in one hand while the other lazily flexes its fingers.

A soft breeze swiped through the room as you silently opened the door, staring at your boyfriend in mild confusion, to which he just smiled fondly. His hand creeps up to your waist, tugging you to his side before you two suddenly disappear in a soft pink puff of smoke.

When the smoke clears, your eyes meet a giant Willow Tree, multiple flowers surrounding it as a picnic blanket lays at the root of the tree. You gasp softly, a pink hue covering your cheeks. Mystery smiles softly, gently pressing a kiss to your temple. "I thought this would be a good place to watch the blood moon.. Is it okay?" Your lips wobble slightly as you throw yourself onto him, both of you now laying in the flower field. "Are you kidding me?! It's perfect! I love it so much.." His breath shudders as your lips meet his, his eyes closing softly despite being covered by his bangs. Ah, how much he loves his human sweetheart.

Romance Saja

💘 I don’t think he cares about being caught, so you two also meet up at the evening

💘 always takes you on a shopping spree whenever he feels like it

💘 you once found a sappy love letter hanging on your balcony door, asking to meet up. When you found out it was from Romance, you weren’t suprised

💘 whenever you two meet up in the evening, you just say that you‘re going shopping and ask if they want anything. It‘s not a full lie

💘 this guy always makes the best poets about him, you, or you two and gives them to you when you meet

💘 at some point he‘d probably try to seduce you or use his charms to make you sway his way, but when that didn’t work he just let it happen naturally

💘 your secret meetings are just full on yap sessions most of the time, with a lot of flirting coming from him from time to time

💘 he sings to you whenever you feel down, casually dropping the best advice you have ever heard when asking for some

Shopping date:

Mira raises her eyebrow at you, suspiciously narrowing her eyes when you ask if they want anything. This was your fifth time this week going shopping.. What the hell were you doing?! Most of the time you don’t even get what they asked for. She just shakes her head, murmuring a 'no thanks' while the others stay oblivious to your shopping obsession.

When you arrive at the mall, you yelp lightly as you feel someone holding you up and spinning you around. Once you‘re back on your feet you wobble slightly, trying to regain your balance as your boyfriend laughs heartily, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. He takes your hand in his, dragging you inside. You look down at your other hand, finding another one of his poems folded neatly inside of it.

You two go to several clothing stores, each time buying a different set of clothes. Romance always does a fashion show, posing infront of the mirror and walking down the hallway like a runway model. Each time a flicker of joy or a laugh comes from you, his eyes find you, watching in fondness, love and glee.

While you may not come back with what the girls had wanted, they kept their mouths shut, not wanting to ruin your current mood. They loved it when your wave glowed so brightly it hurt their eyes to look at it.

Baby Saja

🌶️ he straight up shoved a card into your hands, leaving the event after

🌶️ hangs upside down like a bat whenever he waits for you on your balcony, using the railing as a support

🌶️ the meet ups are not consistent, sometimes they are once a week and sometimes they are everyday

🌶️ does not give a fuck if you two get caught. He loves you, so what?

🌶️ at first he avoided every attempt of affection, now he craves it but he‘ll never admit that

🌶️ if you feel like it, he‘ll share whatever snack he brought with you

🌶️ lets you read through his notebook, asking you what you think about the lyrics (he writes the lyrics of his rap parts)

🌶️ sometimes he just teleports into your room, lays next to you and says nothing

🌶️ please, for the love of god, never mention Gwi-Ma. Being hellborn means the voices are louder and more frequent than what made-demons experience. He‘d rather forget all about it than be reminded of the cause of his agony and suffering

🌶️ he loves train stations, haunted places and amusement parks, so expect to be there most of the time

🌶️ he‘s super lazy most of the time, so you two just teleport around the world instead of going there like normal people

Haunted Mansion Date:

"Baby, are you sure this place is safe?" You ask warily, your heart beating faster than it should. You fight literal demons!! Baby just shrugs casually, opening the doors, not even wincing as they creak loudly "Nah." You stop in your tracks, eyes widening. "Nah?! Baby that‘s the one thing I didn’t want to hear!!" You whisper shout, shaking his arm. He just grins lazily, walking into the haunted mansion with no care in the world. Immediately rushing to his side, you take his hand in yours, nervously chewing on your lower lip. What you don’t notice, is that Baby‘s cheeks glow a faint pink, his ears red.

Every step you take is a death sentence for you, especially since every step either creaks or opens a hidden trapdoor. By now, you‘ve grown used to such dates, but this was your first ever haunted mansion date with him. You thought it was just spooky, not really haunted!! How do you know it‘s really haunted? Just ask the flying chairs and moving statues!

Just when you were starting to relax, get bolder and have more confidence, Baby decided to joke around with his surroundings. You hadn’t even noticed that Baby had disappeared, taking a few more steps inside the kitchen. Your hands graze the stove, the counter and a few leftover plates and glasses. On the walls hung beautiful velvet curtains, although they were ripped and had several holes because of moths and such, their patterns remained intact and awe striking. Your entire body froze when a hand suddenly appeared on your shoulder, your head slowly turning to look at where it came from. When your eyes met that of a ghoul, your heart stopped for a moment.

Baby snickered quietly to himself as he heard your fearful screams, barely containing himself from laughing loudly. That is, until he heard screams of pain, not of fear. Real agony, misery and pain. He immediately bolted into the kitchen, seeing your bloodied body laying on the table, a bloodied knife in the hand of the makeshift puppet-ghoul. His eyes widened, quickly scurrying to your side as he began to panic. "No no no! This wasn’t supposed to happen!! It was just meant to be a joke!" His eyes bore into your face, feeling something close to sadness or despair, his hands cradling your face.

Your laughter filled the room, his wide, almost sorrow, eyes opening instantly as he looked at you. Wiping some tears of joy from your eyes, you smiled smugly, patting his shoulder. "Pranks aren’t always as funny as they may seem, huh?" He stared at you motionlessly before standing up, scoffing silently as he walked out of the haunted mansion, wiping away all remains of his former, what do humans call it?, sadness.

In the end of the day, the both of you learned not to prank eachother again, atleast not like that.

A/N: I couldn’t help myself from writing the prank in Baby‘s part. I‘m tired and I thought it‘d be funny and a good story to share with everyone. Moral of the story, not every prank is as harmless as it may seem.

Btw sorry for drifting away from the main plot, I kind of got distracted and liked the idea of secret dates hehe..

Hope you enjoyed!!

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Saja Boys Headcanons

A/N: This is my first post on tumblr, so please excuse any mistakes I make! I am fairly new to writing xreader blogs, so if you have any suggestions, don’t feel afraid to tell me! Hope you enjoy!

Warnings: None (possibly bad grammar)

Jinu Saja

🐯 let‘s be so fr, this guy is a total loser stuck in the body of a hot guy

🐯 constantly asks you how to do things on his phone, afterwards grumbles about how it used to be better and simpler when he was still human

🐯 absolutely adores and cherishes you once you‘ve gained his complete trust

🐯 has the leader-privilege and uses it whenever he cans

🐯 acts like the disappointed mother when the others do something stupid

🐯 total cuddlebug. at first he found it strange and weird but now he loves every second of it

🐯 around you 24/7 when he has time, you manage to make the voices disappear completely

🐯 plays on his bipa for you whenever you feel down or want to listen to him playing it

🐯 was scared to tell you he was a demon when you first started dating

🐯 never looks at you with his demon eyes, he cares too much about you and doesnt want to scare or startle you (just like he never looked at Rumi with his demon eyes in the movie)

🐯 you helped him come to peace with his memories once he told you about them

🐯 let‘s you trace his patterns whenever you need comfort or he feels vulnerable enough to let you

🐯 is a goofball that always tries to make you laugh

🐯 helps you come to peace with your own trauma or problems, knowing how hard they can be to deal with. He doesn’t want you to end in such despair that you make a deal with Gwi-Ma

Abby Saja

💪 has an obsession with his abs and takes it very seriously whenever someone insults them (rip)

💪 gives the best hugs, although they can be a bit too tight sometimes

💪 you had bullies before? Congrats! They‘re now either scared shitless of your bf or they mysteriously disappeared!

💪 was still feeding himself off of the souls of others until you told him how you felt about it. He never stole the soul from someone again

💪 I feel like he had been in the military when he was human, so you probably had to teach him that not every threat, insult or joke had to be taken seriously and that he was safe

💪 didn‘t mind touchy fans until you told him how you didn’t like others touching him. He now has set boundaries that he expects everyone to respect

💪 trains daily and takes his routines seriously, no disturbance (except for you) is allowed

💪 buys or makes protein shakes or protein bars, even giving some to you if you‘d like

💪 if you‘re a sporty person, he‘d happily train with you and share different techniques and routines! If not, he‘d offer you to train with him and let him teach you some stuff and skills

💪 loves flexing his muscles

💪 had absolutely no idea what the hell a phone or tv was until you told him

💪 loves watching movies, always fully invested in them and talking about the movies later on

💪 I feel like he makes the choreography for the songs, so he would almost always ask you for your opinion and advice

Mystery Saja

❔ barks at everything he deems as a threat

❔ you two communicate through actions, learning eachother‘s body language and enjoying the comfort of one another

❔ at first he seemed very distant, but that quickly changed when you got to know him better

❔ is a very observant person, so he quickly learns what your favorite food, hobby, music and such is

❔ once he got more comfortable with you, he started speaking more often, sharing his thoughts with you

❔ just like Jinu, this guy is a total cuddlebug. He cuddles you whenever he can and doesn’t mind PDA at all

❔ he purrs when he‘s happy and growls when he‘s annoyed

❔ I feel like he doesn’t like sharing his own stuff with others, so when the Saja Boys saw him handing you one of his books without hesitation, they were shell shocked for ten minutes

❔ he loves learning about the modern day and what it beholds, so every information you share with him he cherishes and writes down

❔ has a LOT of books, either about the modern days, biology, history, his own time era, science, animals, literary anything

❔ I hc that demons don’t need as much sleep as humans do, so whenever you two cuddle in yours or his bed and you fall asleep, he mindlessly stares at you, remembering your breathing patterns and taking in every inch of you

❔ once you‘ve gained his full trust, he loves you to the moon and back

❔ some days, you part his bangs and kiss every imch of his face, showing him that he doesn’t need to hide himself from you and that you love everything about him

❔ pouts whenever he has to be away from you, so expect to be backstage at every concert or event show

Romance Saja

💘 was a hopeless romantic until he found you

💘 goes shopping whenever he can, taking you with him and posing for you in new clothes

💘 he‘s like the bestfriend that hypes you up every day. New clothes? They look fabulous on you! Got a new hobby? Hell yeah! Tell him all about it! You want to match? OMG Of course!!

💘 has a HUGE walk in closet

💘 always has a mirror with him incase he needs to do his hair or you just want to check if you got a loose eyelash or smth

💘 I feel like he‘s such a yapper, so expect daily yap sessions that range from ten minutes to five hours plus

💘 stares at you like you‘re the most perfect person in the world (you are)

💘 he calls you every cute/loving petname he finds and can think of

💘 loves listening to your voice, it soothes him and calms his nerves whenever he feels stressed

💘 I feel like he has a mini purse with mascara, eyeliner and lipgloss for emergencies

💘 uses his charm and flair to his advantage, making sure that everything goes his way

Baby Saja

🌶️ When you first met him, you thought he was joking about his name, until he told you that it really was his name. You were beyond concerned about his name and parents choice

🌶️ brings you your favorite food whenever he gets himself sweets or spicy stuff

🌶️ if you like spicy food aswell, he makes a contest on who can last longer (he always wins but also lets you win sometimes)

🌶️ he‘s VERY cocky and smug, almost the complete opposite of the persona he keeps up whenever he‘s on event shows

🌶️ he‘s the black cat type, acting like he doesn’t care when in reality, his whole world revolves around you

🌶️ doesn‘t know how to handle affection, so he always stiffened or felt really uncomfortable at the start of your relationship

🌶️ I feel like Baby is hellborn, so this whole world above hell is completely new to him

🌶️ he HATES sharing his lollipops, secretly glaring at you whenever you want one of them

🌶️ was very caught off guard when he saw edits of his part in 'your idol' on your favorite‘s list

🌶️ he‘s distant at first, but when he warms up to you, he‘ll be such a softie and tease

🌶️ wants you to know that he loves you but he doesn’t know how to tell or show you, so he always brings you your favorite food or stuff surrounding your hobby

🌶️ LOVES going to the amusement park and going onto every ride

🌶️ goes to rap contests and absolutely eats up every contestant

🌶️ he gives the harshest words to someone who insulted you or him, so don’t think about it too much when people avoid him or are very careful around him

🌶️ just know that he is yours for the rest of his life once he fully shows you his demon form

🌶️ is very hesitant about showing you his demon form, so he shows it bit by bit, making sure you get to know it at his pace

🌶️ you always assure him that you love him the way he is, even when he can be rude or act like he doesn’t care

🌶️ doesn‘t like humans and holds a grudge against HUNTR/X (post idol awards)

A/N: Tysm for reading! I‘m still warming up to writing for Romance and Abby, so apologies if you don’t like my hc‘s for them or if they were too short..

If you have any suggestions/requests for the near future, don’t hesitate to reach out to me!