Baby Saja
|🌸| the cute one isn’t who he appears to be.
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Bo-min sat beside her on the long dressing room bench, arms wrapped snugly around her waist like a needy child clinging to his only stuffed animal. His oversized pink sweater had
BABYembroidered in glitter thread, his fuzzy socks were mismatched (but somehow perfectly matched her outfit), and his cheeks were puffed out in a dramatic pout. He was a grown 21 years old idol acting like a cutie.
Zozieee~ you didn’t hold my hand when we walked in… I almost died.He doubled down, nuzzling into her shoulder like a human plushie.
You don’t love me anymoreee~ I just know it. You let that stylist hand you your coffee… and not meee…From across the room, a staff member cleared their throat.
Bo-min, your call time was moved—Bo-min turned to look at them. Slowly. Dead eyes. Voice flat as a blade.
Don’t speak to me.The room froze. Then he turned back to her, instantly soft again, pupils practically starry.
Zozie, did you hear that? I was brave~He whispered it against her cheek like a toddler reporting his gold star achievement.
I talked to a stranger and didn’t cry…He tilted his head up dramatically.
Reward kiss. Please. Emergency kiss needed. Now.