The moment Suga opened his eyes, the first thing that escaped his lips as he stared at the ceiling of his room was a groan.
"Ugh… my whole body's sore."
The heaviness pressing down on him was unbearable. Even his eyes burned, and it took effort just to lift his hand to rub them. When he tried to straighten himself and sit up in bed, a sharp pain instantly shot through his entire body, forcing him to wince in agony.
It took several long seconds for Suga to piece together what exactly he had done before he fell asleep. He sat still on the bed, looking strangely calm— no, more like someone whose face bore the vacant, detached look of dissociation.
Ah… so I really just had sex with Zion.
The pain in his hips, his waist, his legs… he could hardly think of a single part of his body that didn't hurt.
