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"If you cross this line, I'm going to kick you out not just from this room but out of the house." Type huffs at tharn as he throws a pillow at him.

"I can do the same. Why do you always behave like a wolf in heat, can't you stay calm and speak like human?" Tharn comments earning glares from type.

"With humans I'll speak like a fellow human." Type scoffs while showing his tongue to tharn thinking he won the game but not realising how childish his actions made him look.

Sighing at his childlike enemy and now husband, tharn makes his way to the bathroom to get washed. He feels tired from the day's events and sleep is appealing to him better than anything now. He quickly washes up before putting on his shorts and tee and comes back to the bedroom. He lies on his side on the bed where the other side is already occupied by his husband.

After the glaring match they had, they both came to a conclusion to share the bed. As both of them didn't want to leave the room, they decided it's no use arguing as both ends are strong and none of them seems to give in. So the final decision they made is to make a border in between the bed and have space for both of them equally. The said border is just a pile of pillows which laid between them.

As both men drift off to deep slumber, the night passes by and they get greeted with new day. Opening his eyes, tharn feels his shoulder going numb and wonders what lead to that. When his sleepy eyes lands on the sleeping beauty that has his head on tharn's shoulder and hands and legs all over him, he does the one thing. That is to push away his husband, almost making him fall onto the floor. But being buried in blankets, type just rolls until the end of the bed and opens his eyes while groaning.

"The heck!! Why do you push me away?" He grumbles rubbing his eyes to get rid of the sleep.

"Be happy that I only push you, if I remember correctly I should have thrown you out of the house." Tharn remarks while getting up from the bed and setting it back to normal.

"What did I do, you annoying idiot?" Type growls at him, now completely awake and ready to fight.

"You were literally sleeping on me when you have the other side of the bed for yourself." With saying that tharn walks into the bathroom without seeing the change of color on type's face at his words.

After hearing to tharn, type just stands in the middle of the room processing his words. He was all over tharn, smuggled up and so comfortable? He felt why out of all days, today's sleep made him feel so comfortable and content. That alone made him blush again, what is he even thinking? Shaking his head to get rid of his thoughts, he waits for tharn to come out so that he can get freshen up.

When tharn comes out, he doesn't even bat an eye at type just goes and gets ready before leaving the room. Glaring at his enemy husband, type heads to the bathroom and takes his time to bathe. Almost after twenty minutes, he walks out and puts on the clothes and makes his way to the kitchen to find tharn having breakfast, if he may add which actually looks delicious. Early, he takes a seat and turns around his plate to eat the delicious looking and aromatic breakfast but his heart sunks when he find the bowl empty.

"Where is the breakfast for me?" He questions tharn in low voice, he's really disappointed that tharn made food only for himself.

"I made only for myself, you can do the same." Tharn replies and waits for attack, either in words or in actions.

But unlike his expectations, type simply stands up from his chair and leaves the dining table. That surprises tharn, he never thought type would let him go for not making breakfast for him. He thought type would make a tantrum and yell at him but just walking away without saying a word shocked him. He sighs as he finishes his breakfast and goes to wash the plate. He then opens the pantry and takes out the portion of food he kept aside for type and walks to him before grabbing a spoon. When he enters the living room, he finds type sitting on the couch with his knees up and sulking.

"Here." Tharn says while handing him the plate.

"I don't want anymore." Type responds with a pout and turns his head away from the plate because it's making his mouth water but he should act strong, he's disappointed by tharn's actions.

"I was just teasing you, I didn't really mean it." Tharn urges as he sits in front of type and motions him to eat.

"Promise me you won't do something like that again." To type's words, tharn nods his head immediately and type happily takes the plate and devours the food.

Tharn sits there watching his husband eat and a smile appears on his face at how cute type is looking as he stuffs his mouth full of food. It's getting hard to act as he hates type and to keep fighting against him when all his life he does nothing but love the guy heartfully. Apart from his parents, tharn loves type like his life. He loved him from the time he can remember. But type hates him more than life and he knew he's never going to receive love from type. So, he buried his feelings deep within and acts as he hates type just like how type hates him. He never know why type hates me but it doesn't matter anyway.

This is also one the reason why he didn't try to stop the marriage. Though he didn't want type to marry someone he didn't like and live his life with them and having confident in him to stop the marriage, a small part of his heart wanted this marriage to happen. That's why he made no efforts to stop the marriage. He believed type would stop the marriage, if that didn't happen he's happy to marry the love of his life. Atleast maybe by being together, type could see the actual feeling tharn has for him. He hopes one day his husband starting loving him back.