Scratching his ear, Suga looked up to find Zion, only to realize the man was already standing right in front of him. The corners of Zion's lips lifted slightly as he raised a hand and gently patted Suga's cheek.
"Really?"
Zion had just finished showering, and naturally the scent of soap was the most dominant, but still, though the soap smelled different from the one he usually used, Suga could catch a trace of something familiar in it. He gave a small nod. Zion's hand lingered on his jaw for a moment before he finally let it drop.
