It wasn't that Zion didn't want to answer—he simply didn't know what he felt. Everything was happening to him for the first time, and he wasn't sure himself. But wasn't it enough that he just wanted Suga by his side? Did defining things with words really matter that much?
Zion didn't understand. He tightened his arms around Suga's body, only to hear Suga hiss in discomfort. Realizing he had squeezed too hard, Zion quickly loosened his grip.
"Suga."
Suga didn't respond. He shut his eyes instead—it was better to pretend to sleep than to listen to whatever nonsense Zion was about to say. He hadn't expected much from their relationship in the first place. Suga knew how Zion was, but that didn't mean this didn't hurt. How many times did he have to remind himself that he had feelings for someone whose mindset was completely different from his own? He had to swallow this truth and stop questioning it.