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LeMin - 054

It was still early in the morning when Verda woke up from sleep because she heard an alarm on her phone.

Verda was so enthusiastic about welcoming the morning, making her very excited. He drank warm water that was given a squeeze of lemon and an apple that he made as his breakfast.

Then he returned to his room, finding Vedra still asleep.

Verda took the photo card he kept under his pillow. He was too afraid if the photo card disappeared just because he stayed asleep. The enemy in the blanket needs to be wary of.

"Jehunku, let's go home!" Verda chuckles.

Verda brought Jehun's photo card to the storage room of her belongings. Verda took a binder that became the storage of his photo card collection. He incorporated Jehun's photo card from the Sleepwear brand collection in collaboration with Fancy into a plastic slot on the binder.

There was a sense of pride rumbling within his chest. The pleasure that makes Verda feel like a person who is currently happy on earth. Verda's energy was currently overflowing, he needed something that could calm him down. He took a roll of his yoga mat and stretched it in the middle room.

Verda used to actively take yoga classes, in addition to calming down, maintaining body fitness, and also to shape the body to increase her confidence.

Verda begins the exercise with basic poses. Sweat began to seep out of the pores of his skin.

Meanwhile, Vedra has just awoken from sleep because it is disturbed by the sound of an alarm from her smart device. He was still sleepy because he couldn't sleep last night. The effect of receiving a kiss on his cheek, not to mention the entire night Verda made it roll, certainly makes Vedra feel somersaults themselves.

The man immediately got out of bed, got out of the room, stepped unsteadily towards the kitchen. He took a glass of warm water from a hot water flask that he refilled every night.

Byurs..

Water spurt from Vedra's mouth, not without reason. The problem is, he really misfocused when he saw Verda who was doing a pose that was so challenging. Twin hills that look so ranum, hanging with deep hemispheres. Verda's body wrapped in pink sports clothes intersected with crop, presenting Verda's flat stomach, plus a crazy and dense butt, making Vedra really so misfocused. The sweat that seeped out of Verda's pores made Vedra imagine, what if he became the sweat?

Oh shit! Vedra curses in the heart.

He immediately turned away but too late, Verda had already commented a smile at him.

"Ved, you just woke up!" greet Verda.

"Hmm, yes, you also grow up early," said Vedra.

"Yes, I feel very excited, having managed to get Jehun's photo card from Sleepwear!" sahut Verda was so enthusiastic.

"Oh so, please continue," said Vedra.

Vedra immediately picked up the towel she was drying on the terrace. His eyes again steal a look at Verda who is now back posing which according to Vedra looks like a seal.

The appearance of Verda really makes the inner Vedra feel so hungry. He wanted to swallow Verda round. A python that is doing the process of predation. Slowly but surely.

I don't know what prompted him to approach Verda. He immediately grabbed Verda from behind.

"Ved!" Verda gasped as Vedra landed soft kisses on the back of her neck.

"Hm... Verda," Vedra growled.

The ferocious growl of a wolf in sheep's clothing that was starving. Want to devour, eat the hunt that is already in a passionate and turbulent grip. The desire to satiate the mind that is so thirsty of physical touch.

Duak...!

"Ouch!"

Vedra exclaimed before finally massaging her head that hit the glass window before her.

"ahaha! What are you doing, Ved? Are you practicing the science of wall-penetrating?" Verda laughed because she happened to see Vedra who had been dumb.

The man walked straight with a blank look before finally crashing into the glass window. I don't know what the man was thinking until he hit the glass window.

Vedra put on her flat look, swearing in her heart why she could fantasize so wildly against Verda.

Verda's so unsettling, bund!

...*****...

"Ved!" verda exclaimed as soon as she entered the room.

He approached Vedra who is currently struggling in front of the mirror in front of the door of his closet to do hair.

"What's up, Verda?" ask Vedra without looking.

Vedra suddenly gasped for seeing Verda's reflection from the mirror in front of her. Verda only wore a towel wrapped around her chest to the extent of her thighs. 

"Ved, my clothes haven't returned from the tattoo. Please iron my clothes again yes" Verda's pinta while carrying her tangled shirt and skirt.

"Verda, you can iron yourself, right?" ask Vedra.

"I can't, so I'm asking you again!" sahut Verda's.

Vedra rolled her eyeballs.

"Verda, I have to make breakfast" said Vedra.

"You don't have to make breakfast, I'll take it!" sahut Verda's.

"Verda, why don't you learn to iron yourself?" ask Vedra.

"Bu-not so! You can be arrested by the police on mental illness charges if you're so naked!" sergeant Vedra.

Verda frowned.

"Ved, my point is I can't possibly wear clothes that aren't neat to the office! I didn't say I'd be prickly! I'm not a lunatic, Ved!" verda.

"Alright, alright! I'll help you" said Vedra covering up his misdeeds.

Vedra starts ironing Verda's soft yellow shirt, while Verda watches over her skin care product range.

"Verda, I think, it would be nice if you learned to iron yourself" Vedra said.

"Ved, you're not helping me?" ask Verda.

"Verda, can't you really iron? Ironing is a very easy thing. Everyone can do it" Vedra said.

"Ved, if ironing is easy, why do people go to the laundry?" ask Verda.

"Yes, because they just don't have time to iron. Not that it can't iron" Vedra said.

"Well, if anyone can do it, why should I?" ask Verda.

"Verda, you must have the basic ability to survive without relying on others. In order for a time when no one else can make you dependent, you will be able to rely on yourself" Vedra replied diplomatically.

Verda cast a skeptical gaze towards Vedra.

"Verda, I can help teach you how to iron, do you want to try?" ask Vedra.

Verda was provoked by Vedra's attitude as if he thought it was stupid because he could not iron.

"Verda, be careful, don't get your limbs ironed!" Vedra watches over Verda who starts to hold the iron.

"Hand it like this, so it won't hit you" Vedra confirmed Verda's hand position.

Their hands touched each other, Vedra again felt an electric shock that made her body goosebumps. The smell of soap so fresh and soft out of Verda's body, tickle Vedra's smell.

Verda was stunned, he felt an amused taste in his nape. The roar of Vedra's breath swept around his neck.

Verda closed her eyes, feeling a soft sweep of Vedra's lips that ran down her neck. Verda felt the man's fingers already clutching his face, sweeping Verda's lips with her fingers. The man went down Verda's jaw with his lips.

"Well...,"

Verda bellowed enjoying the touch of the man who was currently twisting Verda's body and inhaling the scent of Verda's collarbone.

Verda squeezed the hair of the man who was currently making Verda's neck as his target. 

The smell of Vedra shampoo is clearly smelled in Verda's nose. The aroma that Verda likes, the smell of fresh mint and the fragrance of flowers.

"Hmm, Verda," Vedra twisted Verda's body.

Smell at Verda's open back. Verda's scent really intoxicates her. Slowly his hand took off the towel wrapped around Verda's body.

Detached towels make it easier to access every inch of Verda's skin.

He wants more, more, and more than just to enjoy the smell of Verda's skin.

"Hmm, Ved," said Verda.

They looked at each other, as if their bodies were two different magnetic poles. Verda reflex draped her hand to Vedra's neck as she let the man kiss his jaw, rolling onto Verda's chin, aiming for Verda's rancid lips.

But they stopped while inhaling a pungent aroma.

The smell of something burning.

"Ved!" Verda patted Vedra on the back.

Vedra flinched in shock, releasing her embrace from Verda.

"God! My shirt's charred, Ved!" exclaim Verda.

"Oh no!" Vedra quickly unplugs the iron cable from the socket.

Vedra and Verda looked at each other, at once they both misbehaved.

Verda hurriedly picked up her towel that had fallen on the floor. He stepped quickly into the storage room of his belongings.

Vedra was fixated, still unable to digest what had just happened. 

It must be just a delusion, right?

But if it's just a delusion, Verda's shirt won't be so charred, right?! The man's mind was struggling.

Oh no! What have I done?!

...*****...