The sound of the doorbell from outside made Suga wonder who could possibly be standing at the door. Though, thinking about it now, he should have questioned it immediately. There was no way it could be Zion. Zion never knocked or rang the bell; he usually just walked straight into the house and went looking for Suga.
But Suga had already become distracted by his own thoughts, and with his mood suddenly improving, he opened the door with a wide smile— only for that smile to disappear the instant he saw who was standing in front of him.
Yuki was standing there with a smile on his face, a bouquet of flowers in one hand and several bags in the other.
"???????"
Suga's eyes widened. And the moment he saw Yuki, he finally remembered that there was absolutely no way Zion could have been the one who rang the doorbell.
Shit. More importantly, Suga was still wearing his IHPS training uniform. A tight black shirt, baggy dark-green cargo pants, and the harness strapped across his chest.
