Baby was never the clingy type. Distant, cold, and laced with sarcasm—he wore indifference like armor. Time and time again, he turned down the other Sajaboys’ invitations to explore the human world, brushing them off with a shrug and that ever-present eye roll. He just… didn’t want to.

It had been a few weeks since HUNTR/X and the Sajaboys were first associated with each other, and ever since, you and your fellow HUNTR/X members hadn’t caught a moment of peace. There were five of them and only four of you, and no matter how many times you tried to shut down the rumors, fans refused to let go. They’d paired everyone off with obsessive precision: Mystery and Zoey. Mira and Abs and Romance. Rumi and Jinu. And—you guessed it—you and Baby. Which was ridiculous, honestly. Baby had barely said two words to you.

After being ambushed by the Sajaboys at a fan signing, Rumi had the brilliant idea to have them sit with your group. And of course, by some twisted fate—or maybe not-so-accidental planning—you were placed next to Baby, while the others were seated with their rumored partners. They clearly orchestrated this.

Baby dropped into the seat beside you, his expression flat and unreadable. Still, you could feel the boredom radiating off him like static. He took a long sip from his water bottle, refusing to acknowledge fans even as they eagerly approached. But his eyes—sharp and unwavering—stayed locked on you. He watched the way you laughed with fans, the way your smile softened for each one. And then, with a hesitance that felt unfamiliar on him, he reached out and grabbed your hand.

The whole thing was making him more anxious than he cared to admit. But you looked so open, so warm. Maybe, just maybe, you’d be like that with him too. Maybe you’d make this all feel a little less overwhelming.