.

"This is a sandwhich."

"It's lunch." Type responded to Tharn in a monotone voice as he continued to munch on the...........lunch.

"Don't you think you're being a little cheap." Techno argued judging the said sandwhiches.

"I don't owe you and didn't invite you. Be lucky."

"It's fine. You can probably pay me back by allowing me to kiss you back." Tharn teased.

"Okay so I will take you out for dinner then....I admit. Actually nothing here tastes good. That's why I bought the sandwhich."

He completely avoided my payment of simply kissing!

Tharn felt the urge to tease this guy until he gets so annoyed. He wanted some kind of reactions from this guy. This one who wasn't paying any attention or giving any concern.

How nice it will be to see him concern.

Tharn started to build evil plans within his brain.

"So it's a date."

"It's food."

"But with the two of us.....alone."

Type just turned his head to his friend, "Techno you want to come."

Before Tharn could stop him, Techno had already agreed.

"Forget it. You can just kiss me." But for sure. Tharn wasn't the type to give up.

"Ay, new guy. Kiss me and prepare your fucking grave."

"But you kissed me!"

"That was an emergency!"

"The hell it was!"

"I'm fucking going. You're so fucking annoying. I'm sorry. What the fuck do you want me to do now." Type said as he slammed the table and angrily walked away.

Tharn just watched and thought somehow karma will get him back for that kiss.

Actually Tharn didn't even care for the kiss he just thought the guy was being annoying

You'll see. One day somebody will grab you and kiss you. Not the romantic kind. But a person you'll want too punch!!!

Tharn set the curse.

He continued to observe the friend of his friend walk away and had to admit.

"His body actually looks so fucking good. His face too. And now looking at his back, " Tharn's tongue unknowingly stuck out for a second, "His ass actually-"

He abruptly stopped......... And he is straight Tharn had to remember.

Lost in his mind he didn't see the angry fellow change his route and stand in front of him.

"So dinner at six. I'll ask Techno for your number so that I can text you the address. This is just payment, okay!"

"Wait, what........?" Type just walked away from Tharn right after.

So Tharn turned to Techno, "What happened?"

"Sigh. He is strange. No matter what, he doesn't want to owe nobody. So good luck on your date at six." Techno said while eating the sandwhich.

The hell made this guy!

Interesting. I'm gonna like this.

Time had reached and Tharn got the message. He was now in front the restaurant.

Not too expensive and not to cheap. Average. As expected. Perfect.

It was nice.

Tharn entered and looked for that rude, handsome guy. After he spotted him he went and sit.

Strangely there was no awkwardness in the silence. They ordered and then Type was unexpectedly the first one to talk.

"This place is famous for its seafood and you ordered chicken."

"I don't like seafood."

"Huh. Why didn't you say that before we ordered here.....fool."

"They had chicken on their menu."

Type looked at him strangely but they talked. It was so comfortable. His mouth was rude but every word was honest. Tharn found that honest aspect refreshing.

"You ask me on a date the first day you met me huh."

"Want to go to funeral as well."

Everything went well and after Tharn just followed Type.

"The fuck are you following me. I'm going home."

"I like to make sure my date gets home safely."

"This was a payment not a fucking date."

Tharn just laughed but continued to follow. Type just sighed and thought

Something is definitely wrong with this guy's head.

Tharn then touched his shoulder.

"Mm" Type walked up faster.

He touched it again.

"What the fuck do you want?!"

"A boyfriend."

"Good luck with that." Type snarled.

"How about you be my boyfriend."

"How about I plan your murder."

Unexpectedly Tharn just hooked his arm around the other's neck. "You're interesting. Come on, let's be friends."

"You're screwed up."

"So."

"Whatever. Just don't touch me."

Tharn tightened his arm. Almost as if he was about to choke him.

"That's part of the deal. I'm touchy." Tharn chuckled as he swayed the both of them.

"Hmph."

Type said nothing more against it after time it became normal.

Tharn would jump him and hug him at morning, evening or any time they practically meet while Type would curse out at him. But it was always the three of them hanging out, Tharn, Type and Techno.

Except at afternoons when Type walked home. Tharn got acustom to walking his away.

They did alot together in that year. Type got them in trouble, fights, stupid plans. He had them soaked, jumping over walls and running away from guys ten times larger. Type seemed to be a magnet for trouble during highschool.

But Tharn learned many things from the fussy guy. Although honest, he will shy away from feelings of any sort. He found that cute.

Acts like he doesn't care but took care of things in silence because to him actions always spoke louder.

Tharn would hug him and he could just continue to walk. Still allowing their body contact.

But above all Tharn realized something dangerous. He was getting attached and didn't like the person that he was holding to be touched by someone he didn't know.

"Hey Type." Tharn said on his usual walk to reach Type's home.

"Mm." Type just hummed back.

Tharn went behind of Type and out-stretched both of his hands on each of Type's shoulder. He walked up causing the arms to reach his neck and left his arm strected out as he draggingly walked behind of him.

Finally Tharn rested his chin on one of his stretched hand.

"Why don't you date."

"I'm interested in someone..... I think."

"Oh." Tharn was beyond shock.

Who is it. I've never seen him with nobody else beside us and other friends.

Was it at night?... Ahhh.... So he does have someone.....Wait I shouldn't feel anything......I got no right.

Against his heart Tharn asked further still hanging on Type.

"Who is it?"

"An idiot."

"Huh."

"A complete idiot that can't see."

"Huh." Tharn was even more confused. Is that a way to describe someone you might like. I mean-

"Do you want to come in?"

They were now standing in front of Type's house and Tharn didn't even notice but he still took Type on his offer.

While Type was preparing a drink Tharn watched from behind.

"Sigh...... No chance now, huh. Tharn you idiot you should of known," Tharn stared again, "He is straight."

"Who is?"

"Ah." Tharn shouted from the sudden appearance behind him. "Seo! You're here."

"Hey Tharn and yeah why can't I be."

"Uh... Umm... Tell Type I have to go."

As Tharn tried to run away he tried to convince himself that Seo didn't hear.

I'm sure he didn't. I'm sure he didn't. I'm sure he didn't.

"Oh Tharn."

Fuck.

"Yes."

"My brother's room is upstairs though."

"Bye."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I can't face his brother again!

After that night. Tharn started to go out. Being more flirty but he couldn't resist sticking close to Type but he knew his limit. But for some reason he still wanted to know how Type reacted to his difference.

Nothing. Type showed no difference.

And unknowingly that caused a growing crack in his heart.

Still in Tharn's memory he remembered Kan showing up and he was somehow broken about the fact still. So lost that he didn't notice Kan's actual purpose. He became locked and couldn't tell.

Kan was just insane and Type rescued him. He didn't want to open that hidden option again but for the first time he saw it when Type held his hand and dragged him.

The concern in his eyes. The one he always hoped for.

His shield was breaking and he wanted to be greedy once again.

He had no boyfriend after as he still was hooked on Type and thought it wouldn't be fair for the other.

But then Type said he'll move to a university near his original home.

Tharn thought it was really for the best this time but then they became roommates.

What fucking tricks are you playing with me world!!!

Tharn finally decided to awake from his memory lane and observe the person sleeping in his arms.

"Type I'm going to be greedy one more time but this time I won't accept my own excuses."

"Be prepared."

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