There were many hazy thoughts clouding his mind. He heard the question clearly, yet he found it difficult to answer. His mouth opened and closed again, and he felt his back scrape against the rough surface of the tree trunk, which also made him aware of Zion's hands now gripping him tightly. Zion was still waiting for Suga to speak.
"Suga." Zion called his name as if trying to snap him out of it, and upon hearing that, Suga reflexively pushed against the man's chest to push him away. However, his efforts were in vain, as Zion's hands had now shifted to his lower back.
"Suga? Are you really that shocked by my presence?"
Zion called his name again. Suga stammered a bit, with Zion's hands firmly on his butt doing nothing to ease his panic.
"Can we... can we talk normally?"
"Normally?"
"Without… ugh, without your hands on my ass."
