Tharntype The Series, the Seven Years After, Chapter 3: Marriage!

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Tharntype The Series, the Seven Years After, Chapter 3: Marriage!

"The whole person is much more comfortable after the shower."

Type was rubbing his hair as he walked out of the bathroom, wearing a large pair of shorts and an old tank top, then threw himself onto the bed, not caring that his hair was still wet, and squinted exhaustedly, feeling every cell in his body screaming, "I want to rest, I want to rest".

I’m exhausted!

Thinking this way, Type feels like he's about to meet Lord Zhou, if not for......  [1] Lord Zhou is a Chinese deity for dreams

"You're going to bed?"

"Well, sleepy as hell."

Tharn called Type's name, and the latter opened his eyes to see the other standing in the doorway with his arms around his chest, a vague refute from his mouth before preparing to continue closing his eyes.

"Your hair's still wet, don't get sick by it."

"It's done everything from playing in the rain, it's just wet hair, and it doesn't affect me at all." Type closed his eyes and said, honestly, he does not want to get up, especially after a few glasses of red wine, simply sleepy, does not want to do anything, just want to sleep well, but it seems that he forgot ... forget what kind of a person his husband is.

"Back then you were young and physically strong so no problem, but how old are you now? Not to mention the lack of sleep, if you tried to sleep with wet hair, I'll be laughing when you catch a cold tomorrow." Tharn had quite an air of waiting to gloat, but his hand reached over and grabbed Type's arm and pulled him up to sit down, the person who was pulled up opened his eyes with a look of impatience, Tharn did not pay attention to the other party's resistance.

How could I forget that I have a husband who likes to worry?

"Ai’Tharn! I am sleepy and wants to sleep!"

"You sleep yours sleep and I'll blow your hair." Tharn still insisted, Type sighed and sat up straight, watching his boyfriend walk over and get the hairdryer, plugging it into the socket above the nightstand, remembering that when the other party bought the hairdryer he still laughed and scolded.

"You're too much of a pxssy to use a hairdryer!"

The look Tharn threw at him at the time was murderous.

"Better than you blowing into an electric fan."

In the end, Type went along with him, anyway, it was not his money to spend, he did not expect that later he actually became addicted to the hairdryer.

When was the addiction, you want to ask? This is the time!

Tharn took the hairdryer and helped him blow his hair.

Phew.....phew.......

At this time, Tharn sat cross-legged on the bed, Type sat on the floor leaning against the edge of the bed, head slightly bowed, letting his worrying husband blow his hair, the warm air from the hairdryer wrapped in the cold air from the air conditioner dense in the room, could not help but feel very comfortable.

Type didn't like people touching his head or playing with his hair, Tharn was his exception, and whenever the other person gently rubbed his hair...an indescribable feeling of comfort assaulted his limbs.

"How was your day?" asked Tharn as he blew Type's hair.

"Fortunately, the leader is away today."

"So our baby Type claims the throne?"

"Get lost!" Type would have been very critical of Tharn if he still had a little strength, and that guy would have teased him about his old self-claims about his dad's pampering.

At that time he begged his father to accept him and Tharn together, and at that time he pouted to his father, "Gee Dad~ you just accept us, anyway this baby is already cooked with him......."

It's been so long, Tharn still teases him with this from time to time, and Type is used to it.

"Well then.... ugh!"

"Ai’Tharn you're sighing all over my head!" Already groggy, Type was tempted to twist his head around to look at the other, but there was really no strength left, and he knew that Tharn sighing like that meant he was going to start preaching next.

If there was anything Tharn was trying to hide from me, he would certainly keep his mouth shut in front of me, not even showing it in a small gesture like a frown...but I caught his little mind every time.

Type shrugged his shoulders, shuffling his ears to see what his family's drummer would say to him next, while thinking this in his mind.

"Tum ah...why is it that Tum still treats me so poorly after so long? I thought we'd made it clear, but he's still got a lot of animosity towards me!" Type was silent for a while and sobered up, because he knew from the beginning why Tum had always been hostile to Tharn, even though they'd already gotten back together when they were still in college and had taken pictures together after college. It's not that the two of them will rekindle their love or anything, but Tar's choice to study chef after high school has become a thorn in Tum's side.

Why does Tar have a crush on chefs? He was not interested in this at first, and this question was answered when Type made dinner for once, when he looked at his own cooking and couldn't help but laugh, thinking that Tharn would not like it, his foreign mouth, his foreign tongue, those foods with cheese, butter, beef, and flour were his favorites.

Tharn loves Western food, almost all Western food types, and sometimes Type finds him pretentious as a person, but that's his favorite food, so what can be done? Maybe he was overthinking it, but Type just decided that Tar chose to study chef for Tharn.

If the future we love is for someone else and not for ourselves, it would hurt a person heart.

It was because Tum knew what his brother had gone to learn to cook for that he had so much animosity towards Tharn, and the more Tharn went to their house for dinner, the more Type could conclude - Tar had always cooked food to Tharn's taste. Sometimes he doesn't even bother to remind his boyfriend, "The more you compliment your brother on how good he is and how good he cooks, the more Tum will want to bust your dog's head off!"

Of course, there was no way Type could have told his boyfriend this. If Tharn knew that his brother had done so much for him, and then saw the good in the other, and kicked him back into the arms of his old lover, it would have been too much for him to promise that he would not be the killer of the heartless man.

Even though Tar doesn't feel the same way about his Tharn nowadays, he thinks it's better to be careful, after all, it's always better to prevent things from happening before they happen. So, it's best not to give them a boost to their old flame.

Type grunted, "You might as well keep being stupid."

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, you are going to be stuck."

Type who was an outsider always saw more than Tharn's wyes, and the other party always told him that his feelings for Tar were all that remained of the brother feelings for the young man. Now that all of Tharn's attention has gone to Type, everything else doesn't seem to be of much interest so that it's enough that others don't have to look too deeply into how their boyfriend is treated.

DING!

At that moment, the phone's alert sounded abruptly, and Type's eyes glanced over, then sighed heavily.

"Give me the phone for a second."

Although Type had decided to ignore everything, if it was work... Even if it was sleepy, it had to be handled, Tharn turned off the hairdryer, turned around and picked up Type's phone and handed it to him.

[Brother Type, I am Faires...]

[Thank you so much for today.]

A not-so-familiar name and two messages appeared on the phone's screen, and Type looked at them, then shrugged and tossed the phone onto the bed.

"Who is it?"

"Patient."

"....and you gave the LINE to the patient?"

Without looking back, Type could feel how cold and hard Tharn's tone was, and the movement of rubbing his hair stopped. Type lifted his hand and stroked his short cut hair, well, it was already dry, so he got up and went back to the bed, half sitting and half leaning on the bed, his mouth replied, "No, normally I wouldn't give it, this time this kid I have mentioned to you before, is the one who was angry with me, at that time I wanted to put my foot in his mouth bear stuff."

"If you don't like him, why are you giving him back to LINE you?" Tharn didn't comply, and the originally sleepy Type instead smiled lowly as he glanced back at Tharn.

"Are you jealous of that little kid?"

"Whether he's a brat or a bad old man, I'll be jealous!" Tharn admitted straight away that he would be jealous, which instead made Type froze for a moment, froze and shook his head helplessly, pulling himself this jealous boyfriend lying on the bed, grabbed the bed's phone and put it on the nightstand.

"I gave him LINE because I felt sorry for him, good thing I used to be a footballer, can understand the pain of an athlete when he gets hurt, for no other reason than not being able to do the sport he loves, oh and ah, you don't have to worry about me transferring my feelings, that kid is not as handsome as you." Type finished the topic, and Tharn, who was about to turn off the light, turned around, smiled, and wrote on his handsome face, "Your words have touched my heart".

You don't react to people's compliments on your handsomeness. You're so happy when I compliment you, your mouth is almost up to your ears!

Tharn, like a small child, was as happy as ever to receive a compliment from his parents, which Type knew well in his heart, he lay down and smiled lowly, Tharn leaned over and hugged him as usual.

"You're full of charm after you work."

"FML with the ghost emanating charm ah, the leader scolded me in the morning and scolded me in the afternoon, every day is all kinds of messy things, there is charm your father ah!"

"My father isn't your father-in-law yet?"

"......."

Type rolled his eyes, unable to refute Tharn's claim, because the other party's father was indeed his eunuch.

"Hmmm, you can eat your jealousy if you want, I'm going to sleep, sleepy as hell!"

"Hey, about that...."

"I said I'll do it on a rest day, as long as I don't sleep enough, even if you plug me to death I can't even ejaculate, please just let me sleep, when I wake up and we then we can talk about it, okay?"

Honestly, he would have loved to do it with Tharn, but looking at his condition again, he was so exhausted that every time he finished talking to Tharn, the next second he closed his eyes he fell asleep. Probably a bit guilty, so Type's tone of voice softened unconsciously, and Tharn understood, so he didn't go along with it either, he just sighed in slight disappointment.

"Alas! You also know that I have no resistance to the way you look in your vest, and every time you put it on, it seduces my soul away."

When did I seduce you!

Type wanted to refute against Tharn, but he really didn't have the strength to open his mouth, and his consciousness was getting blurred, and he could only vaguely hear a sentence drifting in his ear.

"I love you!"

The warm embrace wrapped in sheepish words of affection, although the embrace was not as soft as a woman's, but presumably he was already used to the other's hard chest, because such a wide embrace would allow him to sleep soundly.

Boop............

"Hmmm...Nasty....."

Boop................

"Oh eh, get the hell away from me, beg...."

Type was dreaming a beautiful dream, in which their leader was suddenly very kind to him, like a ghost possessed, and gave him a salary increase, he squeezed a thick pile of banknotes in his hand, his eyes just left, and then looked down to see a large group of bugs crawling on his hand and chewing the pile of banknotes, not enough money to bite him, and the bugs also crawled to his back to bite his back, he raised his hand to drive away, those bugs on the contrary, even more unscrupulous, he turned over to get rid of, they still unrelentingly pestered him, and also ..... Licked him!

What kind of bugs lick people!

Type jerked his eyes open.

"Ai’Tharn!"

"You're awake?"

"If you lick like that, can I still not wake up?"

Tharn should just have licked his back, this giant bug even licked the back of his ear, you have to know, that is his sensitive point, sensitive point licked cannot keep sleeping. Type felt a surge of electricity straight to the mouse stilt, he turned his face to glare angrily at the other... eyes filled with desire.

"It's good to be awake, after all, I don't want to disturb your sleep."

This perfect lover of Type's had a handsome, wicked smile, and he would have been charmed too if he hadn't been watching such a smile for years. Now Type just snapped, without hesitation knocked on Tharn's head, the giant worm that was stepping on his back was knocked painfully, then slid down to sleep in the middle of the bed, Type rolled over to look at the other, eyes swept down, then grinned.

He wasn't looking at the other person's face...he was looking at the other person's lower body.

"I think I'm not the only one who's awake!" Type looked at the man in front of him who was trying to restrain himself, then let out a meaningless laugh, Tharn silently looked back at him, and finally sighed, with a look of recognition, and said, "I really can't hold it anymore."

As Tharn had said, there was a blatant growl in his eyes, on his expression, and in that part of his lower body that he really couldn't hold it in anymore. Seeing the other person like this, Type had to push his wake-up call away and asked, "Have you been awake long?"

"It's been an hour."

Type froze for a moment and then smiled, he didn't expect the other party to hold back their desires for so long, and after sleeping all night he was refreshed and felt full of power.

Pop!

Type smiled and reached over and patted Tharn's face gently.

"Want a reward now, huh?" Type asked.

"Hmm!" Tharn returned and looked down at Type's tight vest, Type was embarrassed and wanted to kick the opponent in the foot and ask, "Isn't it just a vest, what's so seductive about it? But he also knew that the other person would reply, "Because I love to see you in a vest!" And so he can only curl a lip and smile.

He's not wearing it to seduce, but because it's comfortable!

"I promised you I'd let you do whatever you wanted when I woke up, right?" Type said as he ran his hand down the other person's lower body, but he didn't rush to touch the bulge, he looked at the handsome face in front of him as he gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold back, his expression seemed a bit twisted, silently telling his desire.

Type rolled over and sat across Tharn's body, raising an eyebrow to entice, "Say what you want."

As much as Tharn wanted him, he wanted Tharn, and with both of them off today, it was fine to do a full day of Love-Type, and anyway Tharn had gotten the job of bringing him home early yesterday.

As soon as Type's words dropped, Tharn laughed...it was the winning kind of laugh, slapping his hips a few times while laughing and saying, "Then let's start with you mastxrbating to show me."

Holy shit, you got me again!

"Holy shit!" Type let out a low curse, of course they couldn't have fvcked each other, he just didn't hesitate to pull his shorts down to just below his hips, exposing his lower body completely to Tharn's face, not the slightest bit self-conscious, having been together for seven years, not even knowing what to be ashamed of after doing it hundreds or thousands of times.

"Want me to jerk you along?"

"Good!" Tharn was full of promises, a pleading look on his face.

"No need to undress." Tharn added.

You're a vest fiend!

Type rolled his eyes at the sky, and when Tharn reached over and pressed his hand against his neck and pulled him down for a kiss, he couldn't say anything else, and opened his mouth to meet Tharn's tongue, and politely intertwined with it, knowing very well that his boyfriend liked how he treated him, so he pressed down his body and the person underneath him got jerky, as if he was an infant.

I can't believe I'm so sensitive!

Type said in his heart, becoming unusually active and eager.

Boop.........tsk.......

The sound of kissing reverberated through the bedroom, sounding so confused that if it hadn't been for the sudden ringing of the bell, they might have been able to kiss until noon.

RRRRRRRRrrrrrr........

"Shit!" Tharn wasn't one for expletives, but this time he couldn't help cursing, the ringing cell phone was so abrupt and out of place Tharn not only didn't get up to answer it, but whispered in Type's ear, "Ai’Hiaa!"

After saying that, he grabbed Type's butt and pressed it tighter against himself, his lips sliding to his throat knot, sucking lightly as Type was sucked up.

Type also, like Tharn, didn't bother to keep the other person's phone ringing, but.....

RRRRRrrrrrr..........

"Fvck!" Type couldn't help but curse, because Tharn's cell phone could hardly be quiet, and now it's changed to his own cell phone, which rang incessantly, he actually didn't want to answer the phone, now he just wanted to take out all the repression accumulated before, he pressed off the phone and continued the unfinished campaign of the two people, but the phone once again persevered to ring.

"If it's not something important, I swear I'll kill the other party!"

The grumpy Type finally endured to the limit as he propped himself up from his boyfriend and flopped over to pick up his phone, this time the sound of his boyfriend's stopping voice rang out, "Ai’Type, just leave that alone and get on with the unfinished business of the two of us."

"I don't, I must scold the man who disturbed us both! Damn, it's unconscionable, calling early on Sunday morning..." However, before Type could finish cursing, the name displayed on the phone screen made him swallow the words that followed, Tharn saw him like this, also braced himself and frowned, "Who is it...."

"Hello, Thanya.” Type picked up the phone.

"Ah, it's my sister." Tharn couldn't help but let out a long sigh and scratched his hair. As a brother who loved his sister very much, like Type, he couldn't scold this "Chen Yaojin" who had come out halfway through his life and couldn't say a word.

[Brother Type, are you awake? I called my brother just now, but he didn't answer, I thought he'd get up first, so I called you, am I disturbing you?]

"Of course not, my little princess, I'm already up." The speed of this turn of the face is simply faster than turning the book, just now he was ready to take out anger on the person who called him, but now shakes himself into a whispering whisper of the absolute good brother. What seemed out of place with the cozy atmosphere at this moment was...the big brother below him was voicing his protest strongly!

If it had been someone else, he probably wouldn't have been able to resist screaming into the phone, but for this "miserable couple" it would have been impossible to do that to their sister, and Tharn knew that if it was time for him to scream out, he'd be dead!

[That's so good!]

"Then what did you want to see me about?"

The adorable part of the once adorable child star has been retained, and the bigger change is that her reliance on Type has surpassed that of her own brother.

[I miss you!]

When he heard these soft words, a big smile immediately appeared on Type's face, and even though her own brother was staring at him intently, he still had no intention of hanging up the phone.

[Oh, and I called to invite you to my apartment.]

"I may not be able to go today......."

Obviously, the two of them are in this state where they can't go out, but without waiting for his words to fall, the girl on the other end of the phone cried out in a regretful tone.

[Brother Thorn, Brother Type says he can't come...call you, Brother.]

[Hey Type, it's me, I didn't ask you to come to my house just now to ask your opinion, that's my order, I'll give you and Tharn half an hour, and if you don't show up after half an hour, my dear brother will be in trouble].

Type momentarily wrinkled his nose, and the person on the phone with the deep, arrogant and cold tone was no one but Thorn - the eldest of the three siblings.

Never afraid of anyone's Type, the tone followed and became serious, Brother Thorn had never been in such a hurry to call them back, this time there was probably something important to say, so he said seriously, "Then you talk to Tharn." After saying that, he handed his phone to the second of the three siblings, so that he could talk to his own boss, although Tharn's expression showed that he didn't want to go, but he obviously also knew that his own boss must have a way to force them to go, so he agreed with a sigh. Hung up the phone, looked up and said to Type.

"Let's spend ten minutes helping each other out!"

Type followed suit with a sigh and returned, ''Time is still allowed if we jerk each other off while taking a shower, but you! ... Don’t move, don't think of any further than that!"

Tharn got a bitter pill look on his face, but what came next concerned family issues, and he had to sigh, then walked into the bathroom to hurry up and appear in front of his own big brother.

That said, what exactly is Big Brother going to say about this?

"What did you say, big brother? Get married!"

"Well, you heard me right, it's marriage, what's all the fuss?"

"How can one not make a fuss? To call us back for a good reason, just to tell us you are going to get married!"

"Type eh, this is a big deal, this boss is going to propose to a girl, what's not a big deal?"

At this moment, Type was in the same mood as Tharn...wanting to kill someone!

There was no doubt that the person they wanted to kill was no one else, but this tall and handsome older brother, whose sturdy figure and deep silhouette had been inherited from his father, and the exquisite face of Asian features from his mother, this handsome face was smiling freely at the moment, as if the whole world was under his control, not caring at all about the two younger brothers' faces that were blacker than the bottom of the pot.

OK, getting married might really be a big deal, but.....

"Big brother, you're just going to propose to your girlfriend, is it that urgent? It's scary!" Tharn asked his big brother, who was still smiling, with a sad face.

They were making love and reached to a critical juncture, "snake" is about to enter the "hole", the result is good, his big brother's words caused them to have to give in.

"It's urgent, Ai’Tharn you get back here right now." That's what Thorn said at the time.

The only thing that happened was to hear his big brother announce that he was going to propose to his girlfriend, and note ... it was "preparing" and not that the other party had already agreed to his big brother's proposal, and then was going to discuss the next wedding.

"I meant to make an announcement to each of you first." Brother Thorn also became aware of his own impropriety, as listening to his low voice carried a hint of embarrassment.

"Not to mention Type, even mother stunned, for good reason suddenly told me there was something important to announce today and not to go anywhere, causing me to put off all my appointments today."

"Your dad and I originally had a date with a friend to play golf too."

The father and mother chided the eldest son at the same time, so much so that Thorn was a bit hung up.

"Isn't there anyone who's happy for me?" Thorn's tone sounded very condescending, the rest of the family couldn't help but hear it, and the two youths who rushed over in a hurry also laughed along with them, this only sister of the family jumped over and sat down next to big brother, wrapped her arms around big brother and asked, "So when is big brother going to propose?"

"This Friday, the place for dinner is booked, the flowers are ordered and the ring is ready, look at this, does our little princess think it's pretty?" As if the joy in her heart had been held back for a long time and needed to be shared with everyone, as soon as she heard a question, Thorn took out a blue ring box, then opened the box for her sister to see, mouth like pouring beans kept saying, Thanya blinked her big eyes and nodded hard, clear voice said, "Beautiful, perfect... Then why does a good big brother suddenly want to ask for marriage? You've never revealed before that you wanted to get married." The youngest of the family with a teenage heart loves all things about love.

Hearing his sister ask this, Thorn burst out laughing, his deep eyes seemed to have bright stars in them, he said, "I don't know, it's just that last Monday when I woke up from a nap, I suddenly wanted to wake up with her in the morning afterwards, when I came back I had already secretly measured her finger size, then rushed to the jewelry store." Saying these words, Thorn's face beamed with happiness, and their father couldn't help but tease, "Shouldn't we wait until the proposal is successful before we're happy?"

"Oops, Daddy, can't you trust your son yet? With your son's means, who would dare refuse?" These words drew laughter from the crowd, who were relieved that the eldest son had finally decided to settle down.

"I hope Friday comes soon!"

"Brother, this is the fourth time you've said that." Type couldn't help but gag.

"Ow, really? Haha haha, because my full happiness must be vented before I can do so, otherwise my heart will be bloated with happiness and then die of happiness."

After the big brother announced this, the family who hadn't been together for weeks decided to have dinner together. After sitting in the living room for a while, Type took the initiative to go to the kitchen to play the role of the big brother, during which time he just listened to the big brother keep repeating the proposal.

"Yes yes yes, then let's hope you don't get bloated with happiness."

"Little brother, don't you envy me too much yo."

Type couldn't help but shake his head and couldn't help but tease, "According to me, if Thanya is a girl who is possessive of her brother and then doesn't allow you to get married, I will definitely be the first one to stand up and laugh."

"Hey, why?"

"Little sister complained to me before, saying that you don't allow her to talk to other boys, except when she's making a movie, and that when she gets the script, she has to show you the scene first to see if there's anything that requires physical contact." Type flirted, Thorn listened, face pulled long and long, and then...the sermon began.

"Heh, everyone is a man, you should also know that men are all bad, the younger they are, the more angry they are, they want to go straight to bed on the first day of meeting, our family princess is so beautiful, how dare you guarantee that those bastrds won't abandon her after they get their hands on her? Definitely protect her well, I will never promise someone to bully our princess......."

See, you know how worried this big brother is about his sister, Type digressed: "Big brother, how do you plan to propose to others? Get down on your knees and beg?"

"Of course, a kneeling proposal scene is definitely in order, and I'm thinking about how I'm going to move her to tears of pain."

Well, if you want your sister to get a boyfriend, she had to do it while you're busy getting married!

Type shook his head and said in his mind, lowering his head to continue preparing the ingredients for the shredded papaya, listening to his big brother chant for the fifth time, "I hope Friday comes soon!” He overheard each other emerge: "When are you two getting married?"

Type made a series of movements in his hand, then laughed out softly, "Brother, did you forget that he and I are a gay couple?"

"Can't gays just get married?"

"...... "Type froze again, he turned his head to look at the big brother whose tone had hardened a bit, the other party's pair of pupils of the same color as Tharn were quietly looking back at him, the disapproval of what he had just said was clearly written in his gaze. Type put down his knife, he was grateful to this big brother in his heart, no, he should be grateful to all the family members in this family, in their eyes, his union with Tharn was just a normal thing, the two of them did not hinder anyone in their love, but some things would definitely have their limitations, so he had to explain to this big brother who also loved his brother very much, "Not that it can't be, but you also know that there are many limitations in this matter."

"How so?" Thorn asked.

Type also knew that the other side understands the advantages and disadvantages, but he is stubbornly on his brother's side and thinks that they should be treated equally. Type looked at each other quietly, then says seriously, "As for our relationship, my family may not have much of an opinion, I'm a foreigner too, and there are many foreigners who want to be our neighbors, but we are different from you, Daddy has a company to take care of, and he knows a lot of famous people, and so do you, maybe sister in law can accept us both, but her family may not, if they know the second son is marrying a man, how will those who know you, your friends and even Thanya's fans feel? It's true that today's society is very open, but it's still not so open that people can use this kind of thing to talk about after dinner."

These factors are not for Type to think about himself, he is thinking about all those around him. He smiled and said, "It would be good enough for us to be together as we are, better than those couples who are bound by marriage laws, and if one day we have to break up...we wouldn't be as embarrassed as those couples who have announced to the world that they have been married."

"Hey, you guys have been together for seven years, longer than I've been in love, and that Tharn kid loves you so much, and you're thinking about breaking up?" Thorn, perhaps feeling that such a reason was a bit far-fetched, and perhaps such a topic was a bit heavy, sighed and patted Type on the shoulder, and Type duly circled the topic back to the matter of the bride, and the atmosphere in the kitchen slowly eased up. In response to Thorn's question, Type's mind also began to come alive.

Married? That’s a distant dream of theirs!

Type told himself in his heart: It's enough to be together like this, it's enough to love each other like this every day.

What they didn't know was that the conversation between the two men in the kitchen had all but been listened to by those standing in the doorway, and Tharn's sunken eyes were accompanied by a sigh as he turned to leave the kitchen doorway.

Tharn was happy for his big brother...and couldn't deny feeling envious.

He and Type had been in love for so long, longer than his big brother and his girlfriend had been, and yet he couldn't marry as big brother wanted, couldn't announce to the world...Type was his lover.

So much so that I want to tell everyone, but so many times... but can't, can't, dare to tell.

                     Tharn ~ Type

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