LOVING THE PLAYBOY (COMPLETED)

PLAY 32-Sunflower

Type said he won't be easy towards Tharn, but his husband doing these things, making him melt softly.
Tharn is a great father, he always set time for Alex, in fact He stopped as A ship captain our MV NATTARINE for a while and take a month long leave so he can spend a lot of time to Alex and Type.

Type stares at the bouquet of premium sunflower settling on his desk. His secretary put it there as per his "husband's" order.

7 years is long enough for them to restraint their love. Both of them loves each other still and Alex is the proof of that.
Type decided on his mind. And he will do it. In time.

He's still thinking when his phone rings and Alex is calling him. He has his own phone for emergency purposes.

"Hello Baby."

"Ommie..uhmm.. Abbie is asking if you like the flowers?" Hesitation is audible in the voice of the kid.

"Tell your Abbie that I love it." Type bit his lower lip.

"Abbie, Ommie said he love it." the two whispers on the other line.

"Really? He said that?"Tharn said in a total surprise voice. Type just chuckled on the line.

"I'm listening to you two..I'm still here!"

"Oh, hi Ommie.. Sorry I forgot you.. Ahm.
Abbie is asking if you can eat dinner in his house? He's cooking pork basil now.. We're here in the kitchen."

Type was surprised. The man who cooked soup for him back then by the help of YouTube, knows how to cook?
Time really make a person mature.

" Sure.. Tell him to wait for me after I finish my paperworks. We will talk. Bye baby. I'll finish this so I can leave early."

"Bye Ommie. I love you.."

"i love you too." Type smiled warmly.

"Abbie said he loves you."

"Tell him I love him too." Then Type drop the call. His face heated up up to his ears.
He tap his face repeatedly.
Scolding himself for acting like a teenager. Gosh.. This is so unlike him.
He felt like he go back to their past days together.

This somewhat made him feel lighthearted and happy.
If love is sweeter the second time around so why not give it a try.

He miss his footlong too.
Type face palmed. What might it look like now? Guess it became more bigger?
Type gulped. He didn't forget that he had a fever because of it.

He erases his thoughts and focus on the case that he studied.

***

Tharn nervously check the food again. Alex just laughed at him.

"Abbie, will you stay calm?"

"Tell me son, how to calm?" He crouch in from of him.

"Ommie said he loves you too, because I said that you said that you love him.."

Tharn got up and fistbump on air.
He's stopping himself from shouting because that would be outrageous.

"He will eat dinner with us?"

Alex just smile, and nooded.
Looking at his father who's refraining himself from jumping out of too much hapiness.

"Come on big guy.. Let's prepare the table."

Then the two helped each other and waited for Type to arrive.

***

Type is driving home when he pass on a store.

"Can I ask him for a drink? Hmm.. It's not a bad idea, he's my husband. Why not."

He stopped and park his car and look for a wine on his taste.
But he stopped on the row of tequilas.

"Maybe I can tease him with a body shot?"

Type tap his forehead. Gosh.. What happened to him?

Even he's not sure, he bought the tequila, he's on the cashier already when he saw someone really familiar.
A ghost of the past.

She changed big-time. Her complexion is pale, she look sick and dying.

Type look at her cart and only a few things was in there. He somehow felt pity towards her.

He purposely bumped his cart on her.
Artia look at him and suddenly her eyes widened when she saw who it was.

"How have you been?" Type asked her ask he pays the liqour using his card.

Artia smiled bitterly.
"Miserable.. I guess, This is my karma. How about you? You look better than the last time we saw each other."

Type smiled a bit. No. Matter how much he hated her before. He can't find that hate now by looking at her.

"I am actually better.. Can we talk some other time? Here's my card. I want to talk to you and make settlement on our past issues." Type get his business card.

Artia read it.

Atty. Type Narrine J. M. Kirigun,
Jongcheveevat Law firm- Head Lawyer

Type is using Tharn's surname since he graduated in his law degree.

Artia smiled while reading the card.
They are still together. And that made her happy. No amount of her pain right now is enough to fix what she did in the past.

"Congratulations on your success."
She smiled, now with pure happiness in her eyes.

"Thank you. I'll wait for your call. I will give you time. See you."

Type wave to her, and he felt even more lighthearted.

***

"I'm here!" Type shouted when he enters the condo of Tharn. He's not living on their matrimonial home 7years ago. Tharn said that house was full of their memories together.

"Ommie!" Alex runs towards him from the kitchen.

"Baby..." he scooped him up on his arms and kiss him on his cheeks.
Then he put him down.
"You're very heavy now big guy.." Alex just giggled and runs back to the kitchen.

"Type.." Tharn shyly smile.

"Hi..."Type smile warmly at him. He made peace on himself that tonight. He will give Tharn the chance.
"Can you take this to the kitchen?" He give the paperbag where the tequila is.

Tharn creases his forehead. But he accepted it and look at it.

Type leaned closer to him and whispered.
"How about a bodyshot hubby?"  He kiss the stunned Tharn on the cheeks then he followed Alex in the kitchen like nothing happened.

Tharn was left there. Stilled and thrilled.

Did the world turn upside down?
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