บท 146: Living In A Single Room (2)

[The next morning.]

Golden rays of sunlight crawled their way into the room through the sheer fabric of curtains—they were trying their best to stop the light from interrupting the peace of the sleeping silhouettes.

A low groan resonated through the tranquil air, followed by a long exhale which only disrupted the calm. 

"Can you not do this right now?" A loud complaint killed it all. The crude words were only met by a stubborn reply.

"Then what am I supposed to do?" 

"I know just the right thing." The deep voice, which was filled with nothing but pure frustration, replied. 

"What would that be?" The words served to set the dim flame of curiosity in her mind ablaze. Her forest green orbs, glimmering under the warm glow of morning bliss, stared at the man's side frame. 

They roamed over the ups and downs of his sharp features, coming to a halt over his thick fluttering lashes.