𝔅𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 | Reader x Saja Boys

~35~

You point to the shelf that has the brand of pads that you like. "Those ones." 

Abs scoops them off the shelf, tossing them into the cart that Mystery is pushing. "You use pads?" 

"Yeah, I prefer them over tampons." You shrug and continue walking. The cart's wheels squeak as it moves, which is really annoying. "Pads you can wear for longer than tampons without risking toxic shock syndrome." 

"What about period underwear?" Mystery asks. "Have you ever tried that? It's useful, or so I've heard." 

"Uh, I've never gotten around to trying it." You inspect a shampoo bottle before setting it down in the cart. You took a lot of showers after getting over food poisoning. You just felt gross after it, and you used up the rest of your shampoo. 

"But you would try it?" Mystery pushes the cart around a screaming child that's crying over being refused ice cream. 

Baby gives the child a look of disgust. "See, this is why we use condoms. To avoid ugly little brats." 

"Lower your voice!" you scold, shooting Baby a sharp look. You really don't want to get into any trouble. It'll only take one video to go viral before someone recognizes the Saja Boys getting beat up by the police. 

"I'm just saying that I would hate for you to suffer for nine months, pop out a little delinquent like that, and never have your body recover." Baby steps around the child. 

"Excuse me?" A woman gasps and covers the little boy's ears. "What did you say about my son?" 

Great. This is just what you needed today. 

"Ma'am," Abs begins to say, holding his hands out to placate the woman. But she isn't having any of it. 

"Ma'am?" she shrieks. You can definitely see the similarities between her and her kid. "I am a young woman? How old do you think I am?" 

Jinu turns around, glowering at the woman overtop his mask that they all wear to hide their faces. "Don't speak to them like that! Respect your elders, young lady!" 

The woman narrows her eyes, flicking Her hair over her shoulder. Her son has stopped crying to watch the chaos unfold. "Excuse me? Who do you think you are? I bet you're a pervert aren't you? That's why you're wearing that mask!" 

"No, he's just sick," you say. It's a better explanation than the truth of him being an idol. People are starting to stare, and a couple are filming. "We're so sorry. They don't know how to watch their mouths." 

Mystery rubs the underside of his jaw. "Let's go. We don't need this drama." 

"You're not going anywhere, until you apologize to my son!" The woman grabs her kid by the hand, yanking him in front of her. He finishes picking his nose to look up at the woman, blinking slowly. 

"Uh, you're the one being disruptive," Jinu counters. "Why don't you apologize?" 

Romance bends down, holding a hand out to the child. "Hello, offspring of the awful. You look like you're really stupid no life behind those eyes, huh?" 

"Romance!" Abs hisses, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Leave him alone!" 

"Stay away from my son!" The woman punches Romance, sending him sprawling. He groans and clutches his face as Baby lunges for the woman. 

Mystery scoops the young boy up before he can get hurt in the fray, holding him out of harm's way. The onlookers part so that security can intervene, separating Baby and the woman before someone is murdered. 

The woman gasps and marches over to Mystery. "He's touching my child! He is a pervert!" 

"He prevented your son from getting hurt," you angrily tell her. You've had enough of this. "I'm sorry that we made comments about your son, but your behaviour is just as childish as him. I will press charges for assault if you don't leave us alone."