《Tharntype ♥️》9. Idiot.
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Tharn: Goodmorning Type 😊
(Tharn was lying on his bed with his opened eyes but lazy to gather himself up. He looked to his right side and wished his love was there. SIGHED!😔)
Knock. Knock.
Tharn : Who is it? Lhong? P'thorn? (Wake up and walk towards the door to receive)
Type : It's Type.🤨
(Leaving the door half open)
Tharn: 😊 Type. What is it? (Goes back to bed and sit)
Type: No Goodmorning? 🙄
Tharn: oh! Goodmorning. Let me sleep more. (Crawls back to bed)
Type: (grabs his hand before he sleeps) Tharn! Shiya. I came to wish you but look at you... at first you took his name then you didn't even wish me good morning and now while I'm here you go to sleep. You better wake up before I say anything. Idiot.😐
Tharn :(sleepy voice) oye.. let me sleep na. Few more minutes. I'm here on vacation. Na. Na. Na. 😴
Type: Oye, Tharn! Get up~. You. I said get up.(tries to pull his boyfriend up) Shiya Tharn. You gained weight. You are heavier.😤
Tharn: kharp.😊 your love helped me to get fatter. See.. I'm getting ugly.😗
Type: it's better that way. ( looks the other side and Scratch his neck)
Tharn: huh?🤔 (rest his head on the arm and tries to look to type)
Type: It's better that way, so I can keep you myself forever.😏
Tharn: (blushes) Type~ (hugs sideways)
Type : (kisses on forehead)
Tharn : *shy*shy*shy
Type: that was Goodmorning kiss. You said you want it.
Tharn: oh! You remembered? Let me kiss you too. (About to kiss his boyfriend)
(Type...Type...where is this boy? Type..)
Tharn's room door opened.
Type: Yes, so you would like to have in the hall? Ok then. I will take my leave. Thank you.😊 (turn back to door) oh! Dad. You are here too?
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Dad: what are you doing here?
Type: Asking the customer how they would like breakfast... room service or in the hall.
Silence.
Type : Dad?
Dad : Oh. Then tell everyone that we are having open sky party at this evening and there will be music too.
(Tharn and type looked at each other and Tharn smiled.)
Tharn: Can I bring some of my friends too, Dad?
Dad : Yeah, you can. Ok I will go. You be fresh. (Holds type) let's go.
Type: you first. ( signals his bf that he's watching him. With two fingers back and forth from the eye. Lip synching : I'm watching you.)
(Closes the door behind)
Dad: Type, did that boy just tell me Dad?🤔
Type: huh? (Looks up in the ceiling and avoids the topic) I need to help mom. Excuse me.
Dad: (confused) hiya.. type.. type. This idiot.
(Goodmorning sir)
Dad: (looks to direction of voice) oh! Goodmorning sir. How was your night?
Pa: Peaceful.. 😊
Dad: So, had you have a breakfast? Would you like room service?
Pa: No..No. Our family will have together down in the hall. That way, I feel better as I can talk to my kids.
Dad: Oh, seems like you're the family man.
Pa: 5555.. though I don't get much time to spend with them. I make sure I get to listen their hearts when I'm around. How about you? Aren't you a family man?
Dad: oh! I've this idiot son. (Sighs)(lost in thought)
Pa: 😟 why do you say so?(puts his hand on shoulder)
Dad:( gets back to sense) 55..its nothing.
Pa: You can share if you like. I might help you.
Dad: oh! I totally forgot to tell you... 😄 today evening there will be open sky party. And ... and there will be music too.👉 make sure you enjoy.
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Pa: okay okay sure. If you want to share then make sure I'm always ready too..👉
Pa&dad: 555555... okay!?
Dad: I take my leave then.( wais🙏)
Pa: (after a long pause.) Boys.. let's get something to eat.
Thorn: (hurriedly opens the door) Pa... princess?😟
Pa: (chuckles) she is with us. Let's get down to eat, now.
(Table set with breakfast and everyone were busy eating)
Pa: so, what is your plan today?
Thorn: hmmm... I don't know. I will just roam around.
Thanya : ☺️ me too.. I will roam around P'
Tharn: I have a friend to visit. They are staying next hotel so i will be paying a quick visit.
(Glass of water falls..)
Tharn : oye! 😠
Type: knot khun kharp. 🙏 I mishandled it.
(Everyone chuckled.)
Tharn: (brings his face near type and whispered) Are you jealous?
Type: idiot. Why would I? You go anywhere you like. 😏
Pa : ( interrupts) okay. Tharn, don't go alone. Take someone too.
Tharn: Pa~
Type: (soft voice) Can I go?
Pa: (chuckles) Yeah. Take type. It would be better in that way. He knows around too. But make sure you guys attend the party today. 😄
Tharn : Ma~
Ma: (hand gesturing: I'm zipping my mouth)🤐
(Everyone leaves the table except for tharn)
Tharn sits down on his chair.
Type: Eat.
Tharn : Eat whom?🤪
Type: shiya Tharn! (Hits lightly on the shoulder) Eat food.
Tharn: No, I'm full.
Type: what? Wait.. you are not finishing it? (Pulls the plate and starts to eat) let me finish it.
Tharn: (watches his bf took his leftover and smiles)
Type: why are you smiling? Idiot!
Tharn: (chuckles) Type... we just kissed.
Type: (chokes on his food) huh?
Tharn : (hands him water) you took my food, it's like indirect kiss.
Type: (stands up. Wipes his mouth and grabs tharn's hand)
Tharn: Type.... Type... wait.... Type.. others might see us.... type~
(Slams the door behind after entering the room. Pushes Tharn to the door and blocks his ways with his two arms)
Tharn: (looks into the eyes) Type~ Sorry.
Type: (angry looks slowly turns into soft look) let me give you direct passionate kiss then.....
(A/N imagine them kissing at your own risk)🤪
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