LOVING THE PLAYBOY (COMPLETED)

PLAY 29-Cuddle

After that heart shattering reunion of the father and son, Type helped them fix themselves. He wipe Alex on his face filled with tears.
Since then Alex didn't left his eyes on Tharn. He keeps on staring at his father like he is observing his moves.

"Alex.. Stop staring at your father like that.. It's getting creepy." Type pinch his nose.

"I'm afraid that he will be gone if I blink Ommie." He smiled sadly.

"Who says I'm going away? We will stay together.. Right Ommie?" Tharn said and he smiled sheepishly, trying to tease Type who immediately turn red.

He can't snap at this loud guy because Alex is with them. Type just secretly rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, right."

"You will stay together again?" Alex clapped in glee.

Type cough a bit, while Tharn cleared his throat.

"We don't know baby.. Ahm.. Quit asking now, we need to go back to the party." Type scooped Alex to carry him but Tharn stopped him.

"Let me carry him please.. I missed 7 years baby." he look at Type in his pleading eyes.

Type looks away. His heart beats fast again.
Fuck the baby word.

He gave Alex to Tharn, the kid immediately laid his head on his father's shoulder. Type walk beside them as they walk their way back to the party.

Everyone was thrilled on talking to Alex, all of them accepted him. Type receives praises on raising him well, earning a frown from Tharn. Guilt eats Type so he always find a way to divert the topic.

Type is guilty on hiding Alex and hearing other people praise him for raising him well didn't give him the satisfaction.
It felt lacking.

Maybe because he thought about THARN'S feelings.
Type sighs loudly and Tharn noticed it.

"It's okay.. I don't have any hurt feelings each time they said that you raise him well, alone. I am actually proud of you that you did it well. I'm a little bit envious but I'll get through it." Tharn smiled at him.

Type felt more guilt.
"I'm sorry Tharn."

"It's okay.. Now, Now.. Let's not talk about it. Alex is here... I don't want him to think bad about us."

Type smiled a bit. Tharn changed big time. He got matured. He thought about anyone elses other than himself.
Seven years is long enough for us to grow and change.

The party went on booze and blasted until Alex pleaded to sleep.

"Ommie. I want to sleep."

"Okay.. Come here.. I'll take you to our suite." Type attempted to get him in Tharn's arms but the kid refused.

"I want to sleep with you and Abbie.. Please please Ommie."

Type's mouth, opens and closes.
He don't know what to say.
In seven years he haven't sleep with anyone.

Tharn triumphantly smiled. Surely his son is a genius kid.

"Can we sleep in Abbie's suite? Or can Abbie sleep on ours?"

"Okay.. Ahm.." Type scratch his nape. He is caught off guard. Fuck it.
"Alex, baby.. Why don't we sleep on our suite and just let Abbie sleep with us? Ahm.. I mean.. With you.. Yes with you baby..." He gulped.

Tharn is enjoying seeing Type on panic.
So he intefere on their conversation.

"Let's sleep on your suite. Let me just get my things on my own cabin then I'll go to your room.. How about that? Tomorrow we will cruise back to Thailand while the passengers will enjoy Jeri tonight.." Tharn caress Alex' hair.