Zion kissed his cheek first, and just before Suga could react, he saw the man's head tilt slightly— he knew exactly where those lips were headed next. He quickly raised his palm to stop Zion's mouth.
A grumble escaped from Zion, followed by a click of his tongue, clearly displeased with Suga's interference. Then, Suga pushed against his chest, though Zion's body didn't budge. Instead, he only pressed in closer, more determined than before.
"Why?" Zion asked, his tone sullen.
"CCTV... and also, don't try anything funny."
"Like what?" Zion snorted. "What's so funny about a kiss?"
"You know what I mean. Don't act like—ugh."
