In the moonlit room, a phone hummed on the nearby nightstand. From under the covers, a hand reached out grasping about the surface than drawing the nuisanced object under the blankets. Beneath the covers, Tharn squinted as the light from the screen extended toward his eyes. "03:21" It flashed briefly as he swiped his phone unlocked.

Type: Message (1)

Tharn opened the green icon LINE app, a small smile stole his face as he pressed a familiar faces avatar reading the new message.

Type: comehome

Tharn's face creased with furrowed brows, his fingers replied as he chuckled, the smile curling wider on his lips.

Tharn: drunk texting me are we?

(read)

Moments passed, Tharn fumbled another response as he turned over kicking off half the blankets, his eyes attentive glued to the glowing screen before him.

Tharn: I'll be home tomorrow, wait :P ?

(read)

Tharn: heading back to sleep, have fun with Ai'No!

(read)

"No reply?" Silence filled the room as Tharns voice resounded to no one, "Not even a sticker?" The smile began to dissolve from his face. Tharn sat up, holding his phone tightly.

Tharn: Ai'Type no comment? Done with me already? Should I stay for another two days?

The minutes ticked by. Nothing. He took a deep breath, hit the call button.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring...

The phone lowered from his ear as he watched the call d/c without an answer. Sliding to the edge of his bed he grabbed a pair of keys laying on the stand. His shoulders arched as he bit down on his lower lip. Eyes darted about the dark-room as he took the phone in both hands, the keys grinding against the metal backing. He opened the app again and scrolled to another chat.

Tharn: Ai'No are you still with Type?

Tharn: He just lined me but isn't responding.

More minutes passed by, he slid his thumb to the call button....

Ring.Ring.Ring.Ring.Ring...

The sound drilled into his head, his breathing becoming shallow with each moment. A pit began to build in his stomach with a knee bounced on the wood floor quickly, his hands rummaging the keyrings as they clinked together sharply.

'Ai'Type if this is a drunk text...' Standing up he grabbed the pants from off the nearby chair sliding them on over his boxers and shoving his phone in their back pocket.

Loud quick steps crossed the room as the bedroom door was launched open nearly hitting the wall. With large strides, he moved through the living room to the front door grabbing his jacket from the nearby hook. Opening and closing the access almost with a slam and briskly walk along the stone driveway.

In front of his car, Tharn looked again at his phone, and AGAIN, flipping between the two conversations, each unread message's. He called both again, and again. Each ending with fruitless acknowledgments. Tharn opened Types chat.

Tharn: ai'type are you okay

Tharn: answer, please

Then Ai'No's.

Tharn: ai'no is something the matter

Tharn: i can't reach ai'type

Zilch.

His eyes narrowed taking another deep breath as he unlocked the door of his car, tossing the phone in the passenger's seat while jamming the keys into the ignition, starting the car with a sudden turn. The engine revved as he threw it into gear grinding it.

"Ai'Type you are supposed to be having fun." The words hissed from his mouth. "Better be having fun." He turned out of his parent's driveway and shot down the deserted streets as his mind raced with images of possibilities.

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Tharn's consciousness regained itself in the hallway of their condo, phone in hand he held it to his ear as it rang eyes unblinking as his stride crossed the last few meters to their door. His hand twisted the key in the door lock and turned the handle.

Ring..ring...ri- The call echoed from within the room until Tharn hung up his call.

The dim room filtered into the hallway as Tharn squinted his eyes stepping inside.

"Ai'Type?" Tharn called out as he pocketed his phone and flicked on the lights. The bulb illuminated and then popped flashing out, Tharn frowned as he released a small sigh. Silence.

"Ai'Type?" Tharn called as he flipped his shoes off and closed the door. "Ai'Type?" His voice rising as he listened for any sound from within.

The name echoed in the room as Tharn made his way down the short hallway luminated by a narrow crack in the tightly closed curtains and a dim-lit laptop that presented a repeating screensaver of pictures of the room's occupants that played in the corner of his eye.

"Ai'Type?"Tharn's voice hesitated as the words left his lips, his hand reaching for the lamp on the desk, with his eye drifting first to the bed, still made from this morning, then to his left as a light flashed from the floor.

Tharn jumped back heart skipping as the form of another was revealed by the faint light emanating from the floor.

"Ai'Type?!" His voice resounded annoyed as Tharn reached over, snapping the lamp on, it's light warming up the room and the figure on the sofa. "Why didn't you answer me?" His voice trailed off as his eyes narrowed as he took in the form before him.

Type's body sat rigid save for the hands gripped together that rested on his knees. Thumbs scraping across the top of the other hand leaving a raw red and purple mark underneath it.

Walking next to Type Tharn paused his expression restrained as his shadow covered the other, reaching down he picked up the phone from the floor, the locked screen read several missed calls and messages. Setting it down on the coffee table he rounded the other side and sat down beside the unmoving person, slowly.

"Ai'Type," Tharn gently placed his hand covering Type's. "What's wrong? I'm here."

Type muscles flinched as the warmth of the other joined his stiffened hand, he inhaled deeply, his air almost wheezing out of his throat.

"I'm here." Tharn's voice was deep but delicate. "Ai'Typ-" Tharn looked down at his hand, an intermittent stream of beads hit against his and Types skin as they rolled down to the floor. Types shoulders began to shake with his lungs hissing air in and out. Tharn's eyes filled wide as he put his other hand around the shoulders of the other gently drawing him-

Type released the death grip he had on his hands as he flung his arms around Tharns waist pulling him tightly to himself, his face buried in the other's chest as stifled cries echoed from a shaking mouth with his tears staining his lover's shirt.

"Ai'...Tharn..." Type's voice cracked and dry escaped from his mouth.

Goosebumps rose across Tharns skin as a cold sweat began to seep from his skin. He pulled his hand to cradle Type's head, brushing the other's hair as he gently held it.

"I'm here." Tharn's voice choked, he held back the urge to lift Types face to his own as the other tugged at his shirt his fingers almost digging into Tharns skin. "Ai'Type I'm here, it's okay."

The two sat in the poorly lit room, the silence between them save for the intermittent buried cries and sniffling nose.

Type slowly raised his face from Tharn's chest his bloodshot eyes, red and puffy looked into Tharn's. "...be...okay," The horse words came out broken as he reached his hands to clutch Tharn's jacket collar his weight-bearing heavily on the other to sit up.

"This is okay?"Tharn stared at the other as he reached his hand to touch Types' neck. The other softly nuzzled it as he closed his eyes tightly and stifled the sounds of another cry.

"Errr.."Type nodded wearily as his head leaned against Tharn's shoulder his eyes closing. Tharn wrapped one arm around the opposite shoulder and offered the other to Type's hand.

Type's fingers interwoven with Tharn's as he gripped it harshly.

Beside each other, the two sat on the sofa as the night rolled forward.

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(thank you for taking the time to read. <3)