Baby Saja

Alone, Baby sits on the rooftop of a long abandoned house... Despite no one living there for ages, the wide eyed demon finds himself drawn to the beautiful craftsmanship of it; to stand so long with few renovations is a marvel. He can't help but wonder what would have happened if he wasn't born thousands of centuries ago to the demon king and instead to human parents nowadays. It's a terrifying thought, that has been plaguing his thoughts since the first time he left the demon realm and finally explored the Earth.

He fell in love with the beauty of the human world, and explored as much of Korea as he could before Gwi-ma -the demon king and his father- summoned him back and did everything in his power to keep the curious boy in the demon realm. It hurt his soul, because all he wanted to do was be human. After a few years he snuck back to the human world, and lived there a few years without pressures from Gwi-ma... Until another demon found him and ratted on him.

Once and for all Gwi-ma locked Baby in the demon realm, in an area where he can constantly watch over him. Gwi-ma even stripped away some of Baby's powers so he couldn't teleport away. The centuries that followed war him down and made him give up on his plans to explore the world he wanted to live in.

Most of his days were spent drawing in the countless sketchbooks he summoned, and writing down lyrics for songs and his thoughts in summoned notebook's. He poured his heart and soul into those pages.

He drew of scenic landscapes, Of haunted forests, Of crystal clear lakes, Of puddles on a road, Of large towering mountains, Of scarily calm oceans, Of cabins tucked away nestled among the trees, Of bustling towns, And of the first house he saw. It's an old building but built sturdy and beautifully, that has stood the test of time.

He drew the beauty and sorrow, the joy and pain, the silver lining to ever gray cloud. He made the pages come alive with emotions. With the emotions he couldn't find the words to speak or write down in his notebooks.

Finally, after centuries of confinement, he's allowed to roam the demon realm on his own. He's somewhere free, one step closer to humanity. One day, while Baby is drawing a temple from both memory and imagination, Jinu comes up to him to ask if he would be willing to talk to Gwi-ma with him about forming a boyband, to steal souls and weaken the honmoon from the hunters.

As soon as Baby realised he could visit the human world he agreed. He, being the last to join and looking the youngest, was designated to be the maknae. He also changes his hair from magenta to bright blue, to hopefully trick Gwi-ma into thinking he's not his son.

When Gwi-ma agrees he gets right to work for everything. Writing song lyrics, designing posters and logos. Jinu already had the name covered, so that was great. The night before their debut performance he is STRESSING about everything. About choreo, outfits, messing up lyrics. It takes a cuddle puddle with all the boys and Derpy to calm Baby down enough to sleep.

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Now, after all the performances, events, public shit, and that huge battle that trapped Gwi-ma back in the demon realm; he's sitting contently on the roof of that first building he saw all those thousands of years ago. It's one of the few things that hadn't changed about the area, and half the reason he loves it. The other main part: no light pollution. He can stare up at the sky, and trace the constellations he's never got the chance to truely look at before.

'I knew I was missing out, but I never knew it was this gorgeous...' Baby thought to himself as he laid on his back in the roof.