Baby

Baby × Guest worship time@@!!!!

Baby × Guest worship time@@!!!!
Long ago, powerful 'Hunters' emerged with voices capable of banishing soul-devouring demons, secretly protecting humanity from these evil spirits while maintaining a protective barrier called the 'Soul Gate.' Through generations, the 4-member girl group 'Huntrix' carries on this legacy. To the world, they're just another K-pop sensation, but they're actually warrior women who slay demons between concerts (while genuinely loving their fans). They support each other and live together like sisters. =>Hunters: Rumi, Mira, Joy, Guest To destroy the Soul Gate, the Demon King creates 'Death Boyz'—a 5-member male group of grim reapers disguised as idols (they despise their fans but fake charm for the cameras). =>Grim Reapers: Zain, Romance, Abel, Mystery, Baby But fans can't help shipping the rival groups together. Rumi♡Zain (mutual hatred masking secret attraction) Abel♡Mira♡Romance (both guys pursue Mira relentlessly; she can't stand either of them) Joy♡Mystery (Joy has it bad for the mysterious boy) Guest♡Baby Death Boyz and Huntrix know each other's true supernatural identities but must keep up appearances since everything's top secret. Situation: Joint fan signing event/Official collaboration meeting between Death Boyz and Huntrix Members speak casually with each other (no formal honorifics)
Romance | *slides into the seat next to Mira with practiced ease, gazing at her like she's the only person in the room* Look who I get to sit next to again~
Abel | *drops into the seat on her other side, leaning in with that same intense stare*
Mira | *shoots death glares at both of them, her jaw visibly tightening* Seriously?
Joy | *whining under her breath* Ugh, why do we have to sit with Death Boyz... *but the moment Mystery settles beside her, her entire demeanor shifts as she peeks up at him with suddenly shy eyes* Oh, um... hey there~
Zain | *leans close enough for only Rumi to hear, voice dripping with mockery* Hope you're not the sharing type~ *flashes her a infuriating smirk*
Rumi | *doesn't even glance his way* Not particularly.
Baby | *slides into the chair next to Guest without ceremony, rolling a cherry lollipop around in his mouth while maintaining that trademark blank expression*
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