𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩'𝔰 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔱 // THARNXTYPE

xv: For you, Anything

Tharn stared down at Type's face, he could see the barely visible fear. "Uh sure." The older man nodded and followed Type into the dorm room before following him to his room. "Do you want me to like.. sit on that chair till you fall asleep?" Type cleared his throat.

"It doesn't matter. I-I'm gonna take a shower." Type grabbed his towel and clothes before walking in the direction of his bathroom but Immediately felt an arm snake around his waist.

"You okay, Type?" Tharn asked in a soft voice that gave Type so much comfort.

"Yeah.. I just.. I feel disgusting.. so I wanna take a shower." Type replied, clenching the towel in his hand. And it was the truth, Type felt disgusting, just as disgusting as that night, but he felt as though it didn't feel disgusting in Tharn's arms, rather he wanted to be in it.

"I can make that go away." Tharn turned Type around to make the anxious man face him. He could feel Type's heart pounding but his emotions were unreadable. Type looked into the other mans eyes, kind of in anticipation. "My pheromones can make you feel better."

"What. You tryna make me go into heat and then have sex with me?" The omega questioned, not being as annoyed as he should've been, however that would just be his wolf's hopefulness.

"Not those kind of pheromones. These are kind of, comfort pheromones that Alpha's use on their frightened, angry or grieving omegas." Tharn sighed as he took Type's hand into his. "Would you like me to use it?" Type chewed on his lower lip and pushed away his ego, nodding in approval. Tharn nodded and began releasing the pheromones, the second it hit Type's nose, he would feel his face and body relax, as if a big weight had been lifted off of his shoulders for a brief moment.

The room was filled with that smell of musk which gave Type all the comfort he needed. As he glanced at Tharn's face that closely watched his. Before Type knew it, their faces were inching closer towards each other.

Remembering Type's words, Tharn paused and pulled away before they touched lips but Type pushed his face towards his own by the man's neck, interlocking their lips. Type on the other hand, was confused as to what he was doing, his mind was so clouded that he couldn't think straight. But all he knew was that any touch from Tharn intoxicated him and left him wanting more. "Can you stay with me tonight?" Type asked as he pulled away from Tharn's lips. The alpha nodded and placed a kiss on Type's shoulder.

[The next morning]

Type opened his eyes to be welcomed by the sun in his face. He quickly remembered last nights events and sat up to find the bed empty. Tharn had stayed by Type the whole night and slept by him but he was gone which made Type feel slightly disappointed. However he spotted a note on his bedside table and reached out to grab it before unfolding it.

Morning Type,

I didn't want to overstay, also I have some business to attend to this morning. I'm hoping you reconsider what we spoke about last night at the club. I'll see you soon.

Tharn Kirigun

"What the- pfft, what is he, Romeo?" Type snickered and folded the note before tossing it back on the table.

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Tharn walked into the dusty warehouse yard but could see lots of activity in it. There were a few guys wiping their bikes, a few others roughhousing and others eating. However, once Tharn took another step closer, everyone's attention was shifted towards him and the loud booming trap music came to a stop as a few guys approached Tharn.

"What business do you have here?" One of the guys asked, playing with the wrench in his hand.

"I'm here to see your boss." Tharn replied, squinting his eyes from the sun's glare. The guys exchanged glances before the 'leading man' crossed his arms over his chest.