"No! No! No! No! Ah! What should I do!"

It was morning and as usual the mix-blood boy had awoken before his roommate but he was fill with panic.

Type was still comfortably resting on his arm with a firm girp on Tharn's finger as his body was slightly curled up. Back facing the other.

Tharn was continuing to panic.

I should have just slid and fall asleep on the ground like usual! Why the hell am I still on the bed sleeping soundly. He isn't my lover why did I stay! I swear Tharn you're just asking to die aren't you.

But why.... Why!..... Why didn't he move either!

Tharn couldn't help but cry out.

Tharn stared back at the cause of his panic and still couldn't help but cry out again.

"Maybe he won't notice." Tharn said as he tried to convince himself when he looked upon the already small black and blue bruises on the back of Type's neck. Some light red.

I fucking left hickeys on his neck!

Type's neck!

Where it can be easily seen!

Tharn you fucking idiot! Did I dreamingly suck on his neck. Ahh.

It has been a while but this is Type you idiot.

Maybe I could cover it.

Tharn started to think of ways to cover the unconscious marks he left upon his roommate.

Hair extensions?........... No that'll never work.

Makeup?..........We both have no use for it.

Scarf?............It's a fricken oven right now.

Bandage?...........With this many on his neck.... People would think he has to go to the hospital.

Blame mosquitoes?..... And now I'm just being a complete idiot.

Tharn endlessly thought of solutions but each one he would quickly find the fault.

"Mm.... Will you stop shaking so much." Type groaned as he readjusted his head.

Oh great. The only morning you awake easily. Isn't that just great.

"Mm... Why are you moving so much. It's so early. I don't want to wake up. I don't like mornings." Type complained while his eyes were squeezing tightly together. This time turning his body so that he was now facing Tharn. His head slightly resting on Tharn's chest.

"Mm."

"I think you should sleep I'll go prepare."

"Prepare what? Food? I don't trust you."

"Then I'm going to buy." Tharn was trying so hard to escape.

"No I'll cook. We can't buy stuff to eat everyday."

"Then I'm going to shower." Tharn finally tried to rise but Type quickly placed his hand across his chest as he mumbled into his arm.

"Weren't you the one who forcibly made me sleep here. Then stay till I'm fully awake and continue to be my pillow." Type said while his eyes were still close.

Ahh! What great luck I have. The one day I need you to push me away for when I teased you. You insist on me staying!

Meanwhile Tharn was fighting his internal war, Type was having his own one as well.

Shit Type. How could you dream such things! Dreaming of Tharn genltly pressing those lips against your neck till I was sound asleep. Dreaming of it getting more intense till it became bruises. Dreaming as if that was the perfect way to fall asleep.

Shit! Just pretend it didn't happen. Continue to play along with his teases. Like I always do. It's not like anything will change.

Finally reassuring himself he let go of Tharn's chest and raised his head.

"Awake now." Type said.

"Sure?"

"Yep. Now go prepare yourself I'll make breakfast by the time."

Tharn has never rose more quickly in his entire life. Type swear he saw the reenactment of that superhero, Flash.

"Did he notice something?" Type couldn't help but question as he became nervous, "No way. Everything's fine. Time to make breakfast."

Type calmly made breakfast for the two as Tharn showered.

Tharn was finished and had already dressed but Type still had to wait a little more for some of the meals to finish.

Meanwhile Tharn thought of various ways to explain to his roommate.

After a few more minutes Type finished and placed everything on the table.

"Done. You can come eat." Type said as he left to brush his teeth first.

Tharn approached the table and could feel tears brimming his eyes.

"Maybe I can make him my husband and then I won't need an excuse."

"I can also have meals like this. This looks so good."

"What are you staring at. Eat."

He silently ate.

"Type. I got something to tell you."

"What? "

"Don't kill me okay. I didn't even exactly know how I did it."

"Tharn. Just spit it out."

"I-"

The door knocked.

"-got to go answer that door."

"Huh."

Tharn you're an idiot. Tharn insulted.

He opened the door and answered.

"Morning, who is i-"

His eyes enlargened as he uttered a small shout.

"Kan!" Type heard, "The hell you're doing here."

"So I did get the right room. Can't I visit. We used to be so close."

"Get the hell out!"

Tharn said as he tried to slam the door but was overpowered by Kan.

Kan just entered the room.

Type listened and watched as it happened.

Hmmm. He dared to fucking enter.

"Nice room-...... Why the hell is he here?"

Kan analyzed the room but then shook when he saw Type sitting by the table.

Type turned on his chair to face him and grabbed his cup to drink. After one gulp he placed the cup back down on the table.

He then fixed his stare at Kan.

For some reason that made Kan heart tremble and start to remember the past encounter with this guy.

"Why won't I be here? Didn't I say already a long time ago. That Tharn is my boyfriend. So why the fuck are you here?"

"I had to tell Tharn something. What's a pest like you doing clinging on to him even so early in the morning" Kan glared at him. He didn't want to lose.

"Oh." Type got up from his seat and started to approached him. Tharn could feel the aura Type was making and it didn't look so safe!

"Kan just go."

Type was quicker he grabbed Kan's collar and stared him straight in the eyes. For some reason that look was enough to make Kan momentarily freeze.

What the fuck is with this guy's eyes!

Type kneed him and Tharn had to quickly hold Type back before he could seriously kill somebody.

"Tharn! Let me the fuck go. This ass deserves it."

"I know. But you're not like him. Don't deal with it with violence."

"I'm not that generous either to just give a warning!"

"Type!"

Type looked at Tharn's eyes and-

"Argh! You're fucking impossible!

Type shook Tharn's hands off and sat on the ground. Then punched Kan.

"Type!"

"Don't fret. I'll stop here. Call the police or something."

"My phone is dead."

"So is mine. Fuck just go ask Seo for his."

"Sure?"

"Yeah."

Tharn hesitantly left the room. Leaving the both of them alone.

"Why... Why does Tharn like you. All I did was love him."

Type swear he could spit on this bastard's face.

He brought his mouth close as he whispered.

"Was that fucking love. Tharn may have been gentle and you're lucky he could hold me back at times like this. Tharn is mine. Not for fucking trash like you. Go on. The next time if I ever see you. Tharn won't be around. So don't think you'll be in one piece like back then and now."

Kan trembled. Something about this guy was scary.

"Type." Three person's shouted in unison.

"He's here."

Seo, Klui and Tharn brought a guard who had fallen asleep to take Kan away.

After that, Tharn got to the ground and immediately hugged Type.

"Sorry. Again. Sorry. I didn't know. I really am-"

"Calm down. Nothing I couldn't deal with. Who do you think I am."

Type started to pet Tharn's hair so that he could of calm down.

Unfortunately they both forgot about the seniors who had came along.

And Type's completely visible neck which was facing them.

Klui couldn't help but combust.

"H-H-Hickeys! How can both of you be this lovey every morning. This is unfair! I want a lover too."

Seo quickly covered his roommate's mouth with one hand and his eyes with the other as he walked out the room backwards. Dragging his heated friend out.

"We will leave now."

Tharn had immediately let go after he heard Klui's shout.

Type was making a delirious face.

"Tharn."

"Y-Y-Yes."

"What hickeys is he talking about?"

Gulf looks so spoiled in that😂

I would die if both of them stared at me like that.

Okay

Bye bye.