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"Keep your distance off of me. If you happen to touch me or take advantage of me, I'm going to kill you and bury you six feet under." Type warns tharn as they lay on their honeymoon bed.

After their parent's visit and revelation about their honeymoon, with or with interest they both packed their luggage and board the plane the next day. Hours of travelling later, they finally reached their destination. It didn't take them time as the driver whom their parent's arranged was always there to receive them. He took them to the hotel where a room is registered under their name. After the confirmation from the receptionist, they went to their room and got freshen up. They had their dinner before going to bed and type being type he warned tharn for something he didn't even do.

"Honestly, what do you even think of me? It's not like we're sleeping together for the first time. It's been almost two weeks since we're living in same house, under same roof and sleeping on the same bed. Did I ever misbehave? Did I at least touch you unknowingly? It was always you who would roll up and end up sleeping next to me or on me. Even then I never said a word to you though it was you, you would scold me saying I pulled you to me. I'm seriously getting feed up of your behavior." Tharn sighs venting all his anger as type always blames him for something he didn't even do.

"Now you're scolding me? Where did your good boy act go? Slowly but surely you're showing your true colors." Type states making tharn look at him shocked.

"Is that how you think of me? A two faced person?" Tharn utters hurtful before he takes one last look at his husband, the only person he loved all throughout his life and climbs down the bed before hurriedly walking to the door.

"Where are you going?" Type queries as he follows him.

"Somewhere far so that you don't have to see me." He states before opening the door and leaving the room.

His heart hurts at type's words and knowing what he thinks of him. He has been tolerating everything type is doing since their wedding and even before because he know what kind of person type is. And as someone who loves him he couldn't bring himself to get angry at him. He felt everything cute and adorable. But everything has a limit and he reached his today. He could bear anything but type seeing him as a person who takes advantage of others weakness or as two faced person shutters his heart.

Quickly leaving the hotel, he wanders around the nearby park to clear his mind. He thought if they get married, type would come to love him at one point of time but now it seems impossible. For type tharn is no one. He's never going to accept tharn as his husband and that harsh truth took away tharn's breathe. Why would type never like him? Or at least see him as potential partner for life? All he does is hate him and he don't even know why?

As far as he remembers they were good friends during their childhood. Always playing together, being together and because of their closeness their parents arranged an extra bed in either of their rooms as they couldn't let go of each other. What lead to their separation or what made type hate tharn? Tharn thinks about all these questions to none of which he found the answer.

They grew up like one soul two bodies until the age of ten. That was when a new family entered the neighborhood. They had this small cute little boy named tar. He was three years younger than tharn and type. They adored him so much and spent a lot of time with him. A lot that they didn't have time for themselves anymore. Tharn felt tar was the cutest boy ever and because of the time he spent with him, he couldn't be with type anymore. As the relationship between tharn and tar got close, the relationship between tharn and type drifted apart. Type slowly made his way out of those two and everything he felt and went through as a child left a deep scare on him.

He couldn't be with tharn anymore. He left him and made new friends. But sadly tharn never noticed it. He only came back to type after tar and his family left to states as his father got promoted to there. However, by then it was all too late and by then all type felt for tharn was only hate. Which started as petty little fights and ignorance but as years passed by it turned into hate.

At the beginning tharn tried his best to resolve the issue even though he didn't know what lead to type's separation from him. He apologized many times even when he didn't know what wrong he did and made many attempts all of which resulting in nothing. After many failed attempts, tharn gave up and went along with type. That doesn't mean he started fighting type like him, no, he just separated from type and minded his own business. Type always found ways and means to fight against tharn and tharn would only counter him.

Now that he thinks back, he still wonders what went wrong which made type to hate him. All he remembers is how they were always happy being together and the next second they parted ways. He sighs as he rubs his face before ploping down on the bench that's sitting in the ground. After what happened with type and all the hurtful words from him, he needed some time to cool himself down. He stares up at the night sky which is twinkling with the stars and a moon sitting in the middle of the dark space. He hopes and prays that everything goes well.

With that thought and spending almost an hour in the park, he eventually gets up and makes his way to their room. Entering the hotel, he takes the elevator to their floor and once reached, he steps out and walks to the room. What surprises him is the figure sitting at the door and crying hard.

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I forgot to put the tag at the beginning, sorry about that but this is a mpreg story. Those who are allergic to the concept, plz