After staring at Suga for so long without saying a word—and with Suga's skin steadily turning red—Zion let out an unintentional laugh, leaving Suga looking utterly confused.
"Aha… I won't do it again if you don't like it."
Zion's fingers crawled from Suga's neck, brushing through the strands of hair that partially covered it. He tucked a few behind Suga's ear, the sudden gesture making Suga flinch slightly. Then, with a small smirk, Zion gave his cheek a playful pinch before continuing,
"I'm not the type to follow orders from others. But if it's you telling me not to, then I'll listen."
Suga furrowed his brows, weakly swatting Zion's hand away as he finally let go of his cheek.
The red-haired man wasn't a child anymore. If he wanted to kill ants, he could do it anytime, and if he chose not to, that was even better. But at this moment, as long as Suga was watching the ants, he didn't want to see a tragedy unfold.