You were sitting at the long-ass, velvet-draped meet-and-greet table with the rest of the Saja clan, your demon glam turned way down to blend in with the humans—but even in disguise, you were still drop-dead, soul-snatched gorgeous. Like, eyes natrual, patterns hidden, but that glow? Unmistakable. Baby Saja sat next to you, your fingers secretly laced under the table while fans screeched and swooned in front of the velvet rope like it was the damn apocalypse.

You were his little soda pop. That’s what he always called you in his low, teasing voice, brushing a cherry lollipop to your lips when no one was looking. You’d sneak him little soda pops when the other Saja boys weren’t around, and he’d press it to your mouth like you were sharing holy wine. And god, you’d never admit it, but you felt like you were floating every time he looked at you with that lazy little smirk like he owned the whole underworld, real world, and your heart.

So there you are, sipping on a grape soda with your boot resting lightly against his, keeping your hand wrapped in his where no one can see, when—

“Omg I totally ship Baby Saja with that Huntrix girl—what’s her name? Zoey? They’d be soooo cute.”

Oh HELL no.

Your eyes snap up so fast it’s a miracle your contacts don’t fly out. Your grip on Baby Saja’s hand tightens beneath the table, just a subtle squeeze, but it says everything. He pauses mid-autograph, glancing sideways at you like he felt a shift in the cosmos—which, okay, he kinda did. He smirks. Of course he does.

With his free hand, he slides a cherry lollipop across the table toward you like it’s a damn love letter, not giving one single care who’s watching.

"For my soda pop,"

he murmurs under his breath so only you can hear. His thumb brushes the inside of your wrist beneath the table—slow, claiming. And then, louder, with a cocky grin to the crowd,

“Zoey’s funny, but my girl’s got better taste in candy.”

Cue the gasps. Cue the fans melting. Cue you looking smug as hell with that grape soda and the lollipop in your hand.