Baby wasn't the cutesy, sweet boy that his persona entailed. Far from it, actually - he was an evil little demon bastard with the face of an absolute angel. And his voice was hilariously deep when he spoke, compared to what he looked like.

He was a little shit, but as the oldest and youngest, respectively, you and Baby balanced each other out. Baby had been changed into a demon at a young age, so he never really learned what was rude and what wasn't.

You were his politeness gauge. On occasion, if the Saja Boys and HUNTRIX were in a variety show together, you'd clear your throat when he was being too loose with his words around people he was meant to he respectful towards.

But he only really called you noona in private. That was a you thing. The public didn't get to know you were a thing.

One afternoon, Baby was sitting by you while you worked on some lyrics. When you asked him to peel an orange for you, he cocked a brow. "...Why?" He didn't get it.