1 day has passed after what happened. Type just got out of the hospital. His parents just drove back to their house because they drove Type and Tharn to their house.
~FLASHBACK~
Type's mom and Dad were running towards Type's room. Tharn immediately called Type's parents after knowing Type already woke up. The door opened revealing Type's parents. Tharn was shocked because his parents were there too. "What happened??" Type's Mom, Jane asked. "Well-" Tharn got cut off. "I wasn't just eating properly mom" Type said looking down. "Ai Type, eat properly. I had to end a meeting to rush here to you" Type's dad, Tee said caressing his son's hair. "I'm sorry..." Type said. Jane and her husband Tee have their own business. 'Phawattakun Architectural Firm.' This company was built by Tee's great grandparents. The company was named 'Phawattakun Architectural Firm' so that this company can be managed by the future son/heir. "Tharn you could've taken good care of Type. Don't give all your time to your work." Tharn's mom, Ying said. "Can he be discharged today?" Tharn's dad, Dew asked. "Yes, I asked the doctor earlier." Tee said helping his son sit up. Type's ankle gotten worse so the doctor needed to give him crutches to walk properly. The door opened revealing the doctor. They all greeted. "Can I talk to the patient's parents for a minute?" Tee and Jane went out and so as Tharn's parents as they wanted to know what the doctor is going to say. The room was filled with silence. Type looked down only to see Tharn's bruised hand. It had lots of bruises and it can be obviously seen as a fresh bruise since the skin wasn't still dry. "What happened to your hand?" Type asked not looking at Tharn. "Huh? Ahh..uh- I-I accidentally hit my hand with the knife earlier when i was cooking for your breakfast. 'How could he hit his hand with a knife did he hold the knife on the sharp part or what?' Type said in his mind. 'Plus, his bruise was on the outside of his hand. On his fist to be exact.' Type added. Not too long their parents went back in. "Ai Tharn, make sure that Type drinks his medicine. The doctor said he's not fully recovered yet. But we just chose to send him home since we're all busy with work and no one can look after him here in the hospital" Tharn's dad said and Tharn nodded. "Son I'm sorry I have to go I still have things to do okay?" Tee said looking at Type. "Son, keep an eye on him for me ok?" Type's dad patted Tharn's shoulder and said goodbye to the others. "Mmm...let me carry your bag son," Jane said and took the bag. "Make sure you don't forget anything..." Ying said. There weren't really lots of things since Type just stayed in the hospital for 1 night. Type was supposed to stand up to get his crutches but Tharn took them and handed them to Type. Tharn stayed beside him since he couldn't walk properly. The 2 haven't had a proper conversation since last night. Minutes have passed and they were now in Jane's car. Tharn's parents had their own car and te=hey drove off first due to work. They arrived at the house and Tharn invited Type's mom inside. "Son, I can't I'll visit someday okay? I still have work to do...just take care of Type for me okay?" Tharn nodded "Don't forget to take care of yourself too" Jane said and Tharn nodded and smile and Jane drove off. Tharn unlocked the door for them to get in. Once they were in Tharn locked it and they went to the living room. Silence ate the house. Type coughed a few times, Tharn went to the kitchen and got water and handed it to Type. And awkwardness filled the house. "Don't you have work?" Type broke the silence "Don't worry I have some people that can handle it." Type just nodded. Tharn is owning an engineering company which is known not only in their country. Mostly all of the new big buildings in their country was processed by Tharn's company. Tharn's parents are different. They don't hold onto the Engineering topics. Instead, they own a popular restaurant in their country. The restaurant was designed by Type's parents but wasn't built by Tharn's company because his parents' restaurant was built before Tharn graduated. Type's modeling career? His mom decided to end it for him to take a break. He and his mom talked about it in the hospital earlier. Jane is now handling all the contracts and papers for his son. Type's parents didn't really like Type's career being a model. They wanted Type to handle their company once their parents get old and couldn't handle the company anymore. Type's parents and he also talked about that matter in the hospital and Type agreed because he didn't have any choice left. He liked studying architecture and he also dreamt of having his own company, when he was a kid he loved sketching houses, landscapes buildings and more. But modeling won over Architecture in him. But now he decided to agree with being the heir of their company because he doesn't have a choice anyway. He's the only child. Type didn't really have problems with that because he graduated with a Master's degree in Architecture. "Aren't you going upstairs?" Type said looking at the floor. "uh-do you want to?" Type replied with a hum. Tharn took Type's crutches that were standing beside the wall and gave them to Type. "I think you'll still have trouble going up. L-let me just help you..." Tharn said and Type just bomp his head a little. Tharn held Type's waist and Type raised his arm to put them on Tharn's shoulder. "Tsk." Tharn quickly carried Type bridal style. "Ai Tharn!" Type hit Tharn's chest. "Stop complaining and stop moving. You'll hit your ankle on the side of the staircase." Tharn walked up and went straight inside his bedroom. "Put me down in my room!" Type complained "Stay here for now. I turner on the air-condition in my room earlier before i went to you at the hospital so you'll not be hot." Type looked at Tharn annoyed. Now he didn't know what to do. Tharn went back downstairs to get Type's crutches and he went back up and put them at the side of the bed. Type pointed at the first aid kit which was put underneath the shelf. Tharn didn't bother to ask and just took it and gave it to Type. Type moved over to Tharn who was sitting at the center end part of the bed. He then opened the kit and took out cotton, the Prontosan, and some betadine for wound healing. He then took Tharn's hand and started cleaning the wounds with the Prontosan. Tharn didn't move a bit and he just looked into Type's face who was healing his wounds. When he was done cleaning the wound he then tapped the cotton onto the small bottle solution of betadine and tapped it gently on Tharn's wounds. After that, he took Tharn's other hand to heal it too. "Be careful with your hands. The wounds aren't covered it might get dirty and it can be infected." Type said as he had finished healing both hands. "Don't be overreacting it's not a big thing." Type looked at Tharn with his one eyebrow up. "tsk. I'll just cover it with a gauze bandage." Tharn moved "No need. I can just be carefu-" Type grabbed Tharn's hand and covered with a gauze bandage not doing what Tharn said. "Ai Type..." typed hum as a reply "Wh-why didn't you tell the real reason why you were in the hospital?" Tharn asked looking down "I didn't want to make the problem big. Let's just forget about it." Type said putting back the things from the first aid kit. "but Typ-" Tharn said but he was cut off "But what?" Type asked annoyed. "You should've told them the real reaso-" He was cut off again. "If i told them the real reason and then what? It's just gonna make the problem bigger. What do you think your parents will think? Especially my parents. What do you think my parents will think? Cause I'm not gonna do something that will make people hate you.!" Type said "Ai Typ-" cut off again. "Just stop. I'm too tired to argue with you." He took his crutches beside the bed and left the room. Before he could close the door..."You're not going to work today?" Type asked "No..." Tharn answered "I'm not gonna go to work for some days until our finally okay, but i am gonna be going there to check time to time but I won't take too long" Tharn added. "Then let's talk about the divorce later at dinner." And with that Type closed the door. Tharn's heart broke for a second there. He didn't know what to do He couldn't think of any reasons to stop Type from divorcing him. "I guess being alone fits me..." he said to himself and laid on the bed, face facing down onto the pillow to let out his emotions.
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