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Can this day get any worse? Tharn thought, but soon realised it's going be more than worse, a disaster he can say. After the much not need hug and tar revealing who is he, a dreadful silence surrounded them. Type's glaring at tar, tharn is looking at type nervously and tar is gazing at tharn with a wide smile. And type's mother breaks the tension in the room after observing them for a minute. Tar's parents already went to the dining table.

"Tar grew up a lot, right. Even we couldn't recognise him when we saw him at first. He was a small boy back then but now he became a handsome young man." She says trying to make the atmosphere better.

She don't know why after seeing tar, suddenly the atmosphere changed and tharn and type being different. While type looks furious, tharn seems nervous and scared, if she could add. However, her attempt fails and her words go into deaf ears.

"Um, what's with you guys? Stop starting at each other and get to the dining room to eat." She gives up and tells them to come and eat as she leaves to arrange things.

"Tharn, how are you? It's been so long since we met." Tar says feeling happy to meet tharn after so many years.

"I-I'm fine." Tharn replies while peeking at type, he don't know how type would react and he don't want him to think anything wrong.

Tar nods at tharn and turns to type, his eyes narrowing as he tries to remember who it is. Tar was close with tharn but not with type. They barely talked to each other and as a result he doesn't remember type well.

"You are..?" He trails off, not remembering the name but at the same time not wanting to be rude.

"Type." Before type could respond, his name gets called from the dining area.

With one last glance at tar, he walks away from them and to the rest of the people. He sees their mother's setting the table as their father's sat in the seats. He finds two new figures at the table and it doesn't take him much to know it's tar's parents. He was a child when they left the country, he don't remember them much but he could atleast point out that they're tar's parents.

"You're type, right? You grew up to be such a beautiful person." Tar's mother greets when she sees type.

She always liked type more than tharn and thought he looked so pretty for a boy. Now that she seems him after so long, there's not much change. He's still looking pretty, more than before infact.

"Yes, I'm type. Nice to meet you." He greets them politely.

They both nod at him and soon the other two people come to the table.

"Mom, this is tharn. You remember him, right? See how handsome he became." Tar states as he pulls tharn with him.

"Hello." Tharn greets them with a nervous smile and pulls away from tar.

"Hello, it's nice to meet you all after so long." Tar's father comments as his mother nods along with him.

"Come on, let's eat the dinner now." Tharn's father says and the mother's starts serving the food.

Tharn and type take their seats beside each other and not so surprisingly, tar sits next to tharn. Type tightens his lips and fists his palms before he could say or do anything to tar and ruin the dinner. He choose to stay silent.

The food gets served and they eat while having small talks and laughter's in between. Everyone is happy except for tharn and type. Tar constantly involves himself with tharn and doesn't give them a chance to talk to eachother. This annoys type even more while tharn tries his best to be with type but he couldn't just ignore tar. He stuck himself between the both of them not knowing what to do or how to escape. To his relief, the dinner finally comes to an end. He immediately gets up and leaves the room, making his way out.

In the small garden, they arranged a small table for everyone to sit and relax in the moonlight after dinner. Everyone takes a seat at the round table and takes in the cool breeze. Their conversation still goes on as they share everything that had happened all these years. Suddenly, type gets up and starts walking away.

"Type, where are you going?" His mother asks him.

"To my room, I'm going to sleep mom. I feel tired." He replies and when she says okay, he nods at them and walks out the gate and towards their house.

The dinner has been arranged at tharn's house, he thought if they stayed the night at their parents house, to sleep in tharn's room with him. But not now, not after how everything happened after coming here. Hurriedly walking to their parents house, he directly marches to kitchen and grabs a bottle of alcohol from the cabin before gulping it down. He knows he can't hold alcohol but the thing he can't hold even more is seeing tar again. Why the hell the boy appeared now, after so long?

Though tharn isn't seeing tar the way he used to, with adoration and he doesn't even seem happy to see tar but tar, he's different. He's more than happy to see tharn. He literally stuck himself to tharn. He admit he was never close to the guy but he atleast expected a hello from him. Tar ignored him, he behaved as if type doesn't exist. And that's fine with type. However, what not fine is how tar behaving with tharn. Tharn's his husband for god's sake! Why everyone wants tharn?

Type isn't angry at tharn, not even at tar but he's angry at himself. Angry that every single thing that relates to tharn makes him vunarable. And that everything makes him feel like it's taking tharn away from him. He remembers tharn's words about what he felt to tar or anyone for the matter and that he loves only type. He believes tharn, he truly believes him. However, there's a small part of him which can't help but feel maybe, just maybe, he would be separated from tharn like years ago. And he can't take that, that would break him, completely, where nothing could fix him again.

All these thoughts eats his brain and he collapses after drinking few slips of alcohol.