Tharntype The Series, Chapter 48: The return of the incumbent guy

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Tharntype The Series, Chapter 48: The return of the incumbent guy

 At the moment, Type was in a good mood.

 Of course, lately life is happy, grades are good, I'm in good hands, I'm never short on food, and training activities are fun. So it was with great joy that the Southern boy came to the weekend market at the University on a Saturday afternoon.

"This afternoon I'm slacking off to no training, no classes, and I'm going home to bed." Champ said that, and Type nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I was going to buy you a meal, but good to get back early, no time wasted."

"Hey hey, buy me something to eat." The boxing boy immediately turned his head, making the moody Type smile, plus his dad had just increased in his living expenses for the month.

 "Lately you've been complaining that there's no money, so you said that and go to buy you a roast pork from the vegetable market..."

"Then when it's your turn to run out of money, you come and let me invite you back." Champ then calculates intelligently.

 The question made Type burst out laughing and nodding, and he too had a big smile, but all at once pouted again.

"Want a free meal, but I am in a hurry to get back today, you can treat yourself next week, call Ai’No when you do." he said that, and since he wasn't the same major, his schedule was different from Techno's, so they hadn't met today, which made Type shake his head.

 "I'm running out of money next week too, can't afford to buy you guys’ dinner." Try to picture two hungry players with a guaranteed waistband tear from the amount of food they can consume.

"Ho, then don't be so quick to use it, divide it up for us."

"Get out of here where you're going with that ‘let’s use your money first’." Type shouted the words funny, and he said them again.

"Oh, treats next week, I'll talk to Ai’No first." As soon as that was said, he headed for his apartment, presumably back to pack his things and go home.

 The one who returned to the market thought so, and then... "What's wrong with you?"

 He was startled

"!" Definitely startled, and unaware of someone who stood less than a step away.

 The man seemed to be in a good mood, a smile on his face, and Type almost pushed his head away, just still felt, not so much.

"You... Tharn's friend."

"Ha, it's sad not to remember my name, I'm a good friend of yours..."

 "You're Ai’Lhong guy!" Before the guy was about to announce his relationship with Tharn, Type called out his name in time, while adding a polite phrase in front of his name that made Lhong find it funny.

  "Well, that's me, the most handsome lead singer in the band."

  "I hear you're not as popular as a drummer yet." Type refuted, also not thinking that the two had only met two or three times, and teased him. It's safe to say that this friend of Tharn's feels like Techno, so he feels in a good mood and wants to talk to him, and that doesn't include making the two's relationship public for him to know because he feels like he's a very good friend of Tharn.

 The man who made a hurt look raised his hand to cover his chest, then took a few shaky steps back.

"You hurt me."

"Don't pretend." Type shook his head, still laughing more than a little, because all at once he was back to normal and laughing again.

 "I hear you're treating a friend to dinner. I'd love to have you treat me to fried pork, too." Plus there's no one so cheeky.

 "Are you and I friends?" Type shrugged, making Lhong pretend to make a fuming face.

 "I'm going to call Tharn and report that you've been too hard on me."

"Why don't you go and make a report, and come and see who he's going to be partial to."

 "Ho, so I'm gonna lose." Lhong looked like he was talking about Tharn's cunning, but he still wouldn't give up looking for someone to treat him.

 "How about this, you buy me dinner in exchange for me telling you about Tharn, all my cash was used to buy a new guitar, I can't even afford to eat in the school canteen." Type wasn't interested in the fact that he went and bought a guitar and still went broke overnight, he was only interested in the phrase... the Tharn thing.

 "The Tharn thing?"

 "Aha, what do you want to know, I know all about it from the first year of high school." His look of betraying his friend in exchange for a treat made the corners of Type's mouth tilt up, and then he said only one word.

 "Deal."

  Wow, it's so cool to blackmail Tharn after knowing what he's up to. I'll buy Lhong dinner first, then I'll blackmail Tharn back and get so much more.

 "What do you want to know about it?"

  After the two wandered around the market together, Type and Lhong sat downstairs together in the science building, with tables full of food (sacrifices) of course, and the orchestra man nonchalantly proceeded to rip off plump roasted chicken calves and dip them in sticky rice to eat together, then asked, making Type ask rhetorically.

"Then what do you know?" He thought quietly for a moment, flicking his greasy fingers.

"Exes."

"Exes? Why should I know?"

 Knowing that will only make you sad later.

 Type pouted and looked at Lhong, the one who couldn't believe he was saying that and making eye contact with him.

"Hey, that stuff about Tharn's ex is the most juicy, don't you know, it's been rumored to go around half the faculty, er, I'm exaggerating a bit, don't look at me like that, but it's a fact that he dated every grade, but you know what, although he dated a lot of people, none of them lasted long, and the way some people say it, must be mysterious you did."

This time Type frowned as Lhong looked serious and clamped down on the powdered dipping sauce until the penetrating hand slipped off, then turned his head to focus on the serious looking Lhong.

"Where's the mystery, I've been dating him all along."

 Honestly, if you count the time spent with him it's only three months, but all that time added up... I've been with Tharn for over six months.

"So you're the one who ended the mystery." Lhong still kept blowing up about the Tharn mystery, but it looked like the southern boy had taken the subject to heart.

 "How, tell me why you think that."

 "If we're going to go back, we'll have to start with Tharn's first love."

"It's Brother San, right."

"Wow, you know that too."

 As soon as the first lover was mentioned, Type was instantly impatient, as his mind couldn't help but think of another college classmate, once the first one to disrupt his love life, which Lhong also knew, suddenly made him dissatisfied.

 "Hey, but Brother San doesn't count, Tharn said they didn't date, just that he had an affair when he was younger." So well-informed that it makes me think he's the bowels of Tharn's stomach.

Knowing that this new friend knew so much about his boyfriend’s past made one's trust in him a little higher, and it was worth the southern boy's while to continue to sit and listen to his gossiping friend.

"About the first boyfriend, I'll tell you oh, Tharn went out with a sophomore classmate when he was a senior, oh ho, back then, that classmate was awesome, cool, popular, classical music major, I dozed off when he played the violin, and then Tharn was so obsessed that he pounced on him to pay his respects, he wasn't as handsome then as it is now." The man who knew the truth spoke, giving those who listened an unspoken impatience.

It's uncomfortable to hear about my ex.

"If he was that good, then why break up?" The question caused Lhong to actively turn his face to face him.

"Tharn caught the guy screwing five people at once."

"Ai’Shiaa! Ai’Hiaa." Type is even more surprised, because it's bad enough that he was pestering Tharn while pursuing Puifai, and it's bad enough that that man was screwing five people at the same time, so my God, isn't his hole growing into a withered donut?

"Well, you heard it right, five people are called dating sugar daddies, but they are all the kind that get for free, this is too much, Tharn knew about it in less than a month of dating, those men were seniors in different colleges, different universities all have their own lovers, there is also sponsorship money they gave to Tharn’s bf, driving several million sports cars, what can Tharn compare it them, as to whether or not to get xxx for free also depends on the mood, it seems that those senior brothers they are the kind of people who cannot let go of free sxx."

Oh ho, Type was so shocked to hear that.

Type looked puzzled, causing Lhong to nod his head in certainty.

"Ai’Tharn also said it was okay as long as he does not get sick with STD’s, but then the guy was a real fiasco, and also oh, if it was me, I would have felt bad too, liking him so much, but then he treated me like playthings... After that, like I said, the mystery started all over again in two months."

"Two month's mystery?" Type repeated the word blankly, listening with a nod and a serious expression while gnawing on a chicken bone.

"Well, he was like playing around for two months, then Tharn never dated anyone for more than two months, it wasn't like splitting up, and they dumped him first, and the reason is that Tharn is so good at taking care of people that it makes the m feel suffocated in love, that's okay, I'm so convinced, Tharn takes care of wrong people." He looked defiant for his friend, and to be honest, even Type was angry for Tharn when he heard it.

 Tharn is such a nice guy, how could this happen, no, he's right about it, or I'd be freaking angry if it was me.

"There was a time when Tharn had free sxx and whoever he liked ended up in bed." Lhong looked clear as if no one would listen to him, so at this point the xsshole kept talking.

"A lot of people wanted to sleep with him, lived with him for a while, until the first person who ended the mystery showed up..." the lead singer says leaving it blank, as if telling an addictive horror story, and then Type looks at him mercilessly as if to say you're continuing to say no, so he laughs dryly.

"Did you know we used to have a band?"

"Yeah, I know." Southern Boy said hoarsely.

 "Well, that's it, our old band was formed from the first year of high school, then from the second year of high school, we sang in Brother Kong's shop, about a year or so, during that time Tharn was dating someone from the college, but at that time he was favoring Tum's brother... a friend from the old band, came to confess to Tharn, his brother's name is Tar, I heard he had a crush on Tharn since the first time he saw Tharn playing the drums, then he got up the courage to express his love, you know, like a fairy tale maiden, his confessing in the restaurant, we were witnesses, Tharn's smile was so handsome, Tar's shy look, then... they went out."

"You skipped the steps, xsshole." Type said, making him laugh.

"Hey, you want to hear how he pursued him, that's how it was, it was a successful relationship, Tharn wouldn't let go and let him get away from him, and then it was sweet and super intimate, and Tar was so obsessed with Tharn that he lost his mind and followed his brother to the restaurant no matter how late, and then Tharn's world was full of pink and he was sitting around writing songs for him."

Haven't written a song for me yet, that freaking b-xsshole.

The thought made Type unusually impatient, even knowing that this was in the past, but how did he feel about falling short?

The ex he wrote the song for him, and this tattoo mark of mine probably just ignores it.

The man who once said not to act like a maiden, who was gulping himself and finding jealousy in his heart, not that women are jealous too, was just listening to a story.

Even the storyteller was intoxicated, with his mouth full of octopus roast, but he was still able to talk while doing so.

"Aha... er... when Tharn's exes came along, the little brother still didn't budge, loved Tharn, and Tharn was into him, until one day, on a stormy night, the trees were blown down, the drums were broken, the guitar was broken, and the microphone was broken, at best..."

"How long will your opening statement be?"

"Oh, I don't want you to get nervous and hear about the past and be in a rather depressed mood."

"I heard you made that up yourself." So Type was in an impatient mood to tease him, and if it was Techno who saw him, the guy would have described it as a machine gun, but Doc the guy wasn't afraid of him, so he continued to joke around, but at least was willing to get back on track.

"Just break up and were done with it."

"Hey! Is that all you have to say?"

 Type shouted, talked about a nice result for so long, hyphened the drama, tells the turning point, but this Ai’Hiaa doesn't say how it develops, and then abruptly ends...this is lowbrow cinema. "Hmm," Lhong nodded twice.

 "So that's the end of it, it's all over."

"No, no, no, how did they break up, did that little brother have a new lover, or is Tharn annoyed, or what, you can't end it so hastily." The one who wanted to know was so impatient that Lhong smiled brightly, and then...

"I don't know."

"Ugh."

"Oh, you think I'm Tharn's bid stomach carrier ah, how can I know everything about him ah, I only know that Tharn came up to me and told me that it's over, broke up, and one more thing is that Tum suddenly came and beat Tharn up, the mouth is bleeding, and said that Tharn made his brother sad, Tar also refused to see Tharn, that's all I know, but Khun Nonsense don't know the reason for the break up, all I know is that later Tharn broke up and stopped pestering others until entering college..."

And then he met you.

It was a phrase everyone understood in their hearts, making Type frown.

Later, he was clear, but it was the previous that mattered.

"Why break up again when he is so in love."

"Well, that's how Tharn hooked you." Lhong belonged to the optimistic type and said with a wide smile, making the one who should have followed the happiness even more mindful.

Since getting involved with Tharn, Type has found out... Tharn is good, he's serious about whoever he falls in love with, he's invested, he'll do anything for the person he loves, maybe he is a little stupid, a little cold, and just because he's calm, me and him won't break up, and tears each other up to death before that.

If Tar was so infatuated with Tharn and Tharn loved him so much, then why would a breakup make me gay?

Type was starting to come to terms with what it was like to be in a relationship with a man... he himself had to admit, even if it was only with Tharn.

"You want to know more about Tar, you'll have to ask Tharn yourself." The large intestine (not long enough) said that, making the person listening sigh.

"Why ask him? The end is the end, I don't want to go into it." At least, Type is a man enough to not be so stupid as to ask about the past that has become history, because if it go against him and get them into trouble, he'll be out of luck himself.

The words made Lhong nod in agreement.

"Well that's good, don't tell Tharn that I told you oh and get yelled at by him later about why I told his favorite person about such a headache." That last line was so funny, Type almost gave him the middle finger, "I'll tell him I took you for food so you can tell me his favorite things."

"Ho, your heart's so bad." Lhong then lamented, causing those who were listening to just shake their heads, for he himself hadn't thought to bring up the matter of his friend, especially after Lhong had said so many such things to himself.

 Ever since meeting Brother San, Type has wanted to get to know Tharn better, to know that if someone came and said something to his face, he wouldn't be swayed and would be able to cope with saying... well, that's something I know too, so even if it's not nice to say, at least, I can know Tharn's past that he doesn't want to tell anyone about.

He's been through so much, it's not surprising that he's so good at what he does with his bed brother, but he can only do it to me later.

The too jealous man told himself so, and swore in his heart that he would not let what he heard today affect his feelings.

The lessons of the last time taught him a lot.

Tharn was rather anxious, having received so many messages from his ex in the last few days.

[Brother Tharn, can I talk to you?]

[How’s Brother Tharn doing these days... does Brother Tharn find me annoying?]

And finally.

[Can Brother Tharn come out and meet me?]

The last question caused no small amount of annoyance, as Tharn had already sworn in his heart that he would never tangle with his exes again, and he had a very loving present incumbent guy, plus the fact that he went to great lengths to get it, so he chose not to reply to any messages, and was deciding to... pull a blacklist on the number.

Tar's business with his brother was over.

The boy was looking at his cell phone while thinking about it, and at the moment was sitting in a famous coffee shop above the mall near the university, drinking coffee.

Today he didn't have to rehearse and was too lazy to go to his room, and Type had soccer practice, so he came out alone to sit in.

"No, it's better for the brain to think about the lyrics." Tharn shook his head and put his phone in his bag, then pulled out the paper he had written on, trying to focus on the homework the teacher had laid out until attention returned to the homework, and that was it... the beat.

"Brother Tharn."

The last person to want to see come back and appear across the table.

"Tar", said the one who can't even believe the name of the person he is seeing.

If it had been last year, he would have been happy to meet Tarkin, but ever since his avoidance and unexplained breakup, the meeting with the boy had bothered Tharn.

The man, who was smiling politely, walked over and pulled away the chair across from him.

"Can I... sit with you?" The question made Tharn sigh.

"All right." The boy nodded, which caused a happy and bright smile to appear on Tar's pale face.

This smile if in the past Tharn also liked, but it was causing a bad mood now, he curtailed when he found out what he was about to do.

"Sit Tar, I'm just about to leave." He was packing up his food and getting his coffee ready to walk out of the restaurant, not thinking to ask him why he had come across it so coincidentally, even a year ago no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find anyone anywhere.

"Brother Tharn, wait a minute, I want to talk to you."

"But I don't have anything to talk to you about, I have things to do." Tharn said as nonchalantly as he could, while packing up his things.

Sudden

With that kind of rhythm, the man who was hesitating grabbed Tharn's wrist, so much so that Tharn was startled as the current flowed between them, so he looked up at the other party who was still clinging to his wrist, and then Tar said sadly.

"Before, we used to hold hands the same way."

Yes, there was always static when they bumped elbows, and Tharn used to tease that it looked like they were doomed together and couldn't get away from each other, and then they did.

"Uh, what's up with you?" Seeing that the other party was certainly unwilling to let go, Tharn asked in a heavy tone, while withdrawing his hand, causing the other party to look uncertainly.

"Can Brother Tharn talk to me first?"

Wanting to say no, but because of those eyes that always made the heart go soft before, looking into those eyes again, Tharn seemed to see... a trace of tears.

So Tharn sat down again, not reliving the past of the two, he had decided.

He felt still shaken when he saw that face, not because he was still attached to it, but just the unfinished feeling of parting, of ending like no end, which made him willing to sit down again, while looking at the face of the person who had eaten and said nothing.

 The one who was looking down at his green tea smoothie in silence.

"Brother Tharn should be very angry with me."

"No, it's been a year and I haven't thought much about it."

No, he thought about asking himself where he had gone wrong.

The expression on his face already gave away his thoughts as Tar lowered his head even more and said in a trembling voice.

"I'm sorry for doing something like that."

"Tar, get right to it if there's something, I told you I have things to do." Tharn tried to keep it as simple and straightforward as possible, wanting it all to be over as soon as possible, because there was only one person on his mind.

Ai’Type.

He didn't want to take the chance that people would see him and Tar meeting.

"I... I don't know what to say, I don't know how to explain it properly, but I have a reason Brother Tharn...a reason to do that." Tar looked up, and the boy thought the most deceptive thing was that the child across the room wanted to cry.

He compromised on the way others cried, whether it was Type or Tar.

"Then let Tum relay it to me when you want to."

This time Tharn actually stood up, because he didn't want to stay that long, no, didn't want to go soft on the man who had brought more harm.

As soon as Tar cried, he forgave.

It's because he was such a person that he ended being hurt and sad over and over again.

Sudden

Again, the little boy immediately grasped his wrist, and, in surprise, looked up, while at the same time coming out of his mouth with a sentence that shocked those who listened.

"Brother Tharn, I never thought of breaking up with you, I never thought of breaking up with you!"

The words made Tharn want to ask why he hadn't come to tell me that until now.

                     Tharn ~ Type

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