Suga pulled out the IV line without much thought, then quickly slipped off his shirt before stepping down from the bed. His legs trembled slightly as he made his way to the mirror. Turning his body, he looked at the side of his torso.
"..."
—and there it was.
Right between his underarm and chest, Zion's bite mark stood out vividly, swollen and red, like flesh that had been thoroughly gnawed.
Strangely, when Suga pressed his fingers against it, there was no pain at all.
"It looks bad right now because it's swollen," Zion said from behind him. "Give it a few days and it'll settle. It'll just be a bite mark after that."
"Woah… so I've really been marked now."
"Yeah."
"Then you don't have to worry anymore, Zion."
Zion looked at him, his expression clearly asking what do you mean?—and Suga laughed at that.
"This is proof I'm completely yours, right? So you don't have to get jealous anymore, even if I go out and do things outside the house later."
