Hahaha, the boisterous laughter, combined with his mischievous look towards Suga, made Suga's temples throb. It was a relief he wasn't angry, but it was still annoying to see the man laugh so freely. After he was satisfied, Zion silently removed his contact lenses and carelessly discarded them on the floor. Suga's eyes narrowed as he glared at the blue contact lenses lying on the ground, thinking that if Zion wanted to throw them away, he should at least toss them in the trash.
"No problem, I've been wanting to take off my wig, and you helped me, pfft—"
Suga's eyes slitted as he watched Zion cover his mouth with his hand, trying to stifle his laughter.
"Okay..." Suga stepped away and walked over to the sofa to sit down, watching as Zion followed him. When he finally saw Zion's red eyes, Suga thought that although they looked terrifying, the color suited a man like him. "You said... you wanted to continue our conversation that got interrupted at the bar earlier... so."
