𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩'𝔰 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔱 // THARNXTYPE

xxvi: Territorial Behaviour

"Tine!" Type lazily rolled himself out of bed and opened the bedroom door with his eyes still heavy. "Tine, what time is it?" The omega called out as he put his hand under his shirt and scratched his stomach.

Tharn, who was dressed and on the couch with a coffee cup in his hand, stared up at Type who sleepily stared at him as if he had to take a minute to grasp the situation. The alpha who almost gave in and smiled at the sight of his adorable omega with his bed head and puffy face.

"AH!" Type jumped back as his eyes widened at the older man who was a little taken aback from Types loudness. "What are you doing in our dorm room?!" Tharn scoffed and set his coffee cup and phone down before standing up.

"This is my dorm room though?" He narrowed his eyes and put his hands into the pocket of his pants.

"Wha-" Type whipped his head around and slowly turned his head back before nervously smiling at the Alpha. "S-Sorry... force of habit.." Type scratched the back of his head before heading towards the door. Lhong walked out of the bathroom and froze at the sight of Type.

"Shit." He cursed under his breath before glancing towards his best friend in the living room. Lhong then began wiggling his eyebrows in an attempt to get his message across but Type just gave him a confused look back. "Ahem.... we have school, so go back to your room and get ready." Lhong shooed him with his hand, knowing that he couldn't asked Type when Tharn was burning holes into their backs.

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"AHHH WHAT THE FUXK!!" Type grabbed his head before cowering down towards the hard floor of his living room.

"Where were you last night??" Tine exclaimed, rushing out of his room upon hearing the commotion.

"A-At Tharn's dorm." Type lifted his head as he looked up at Tine with pain in his eyes.

"What were you doing there?? Isn't he back already?" Tine calmed down and continued getting ready for school.

"I.. I made a mistake.. I went into heat and somehow ended up in Tharn's room. I'm officially dead. Buy me a coffin will ya?" The smaller omega curled back into a ball and groaned dramatically.

"Oh. Uhm, maybe it's not as bad as you think?" Tine shrugged, giving his friend a nervous smile.

"No. Tharn kinda hates me right now, and I think I made it worse." Type stood up and grabbed his head.

"He can't hate you Type, you're his omega. I think he's just unhappy with you at the moment," The other nodded, emphasizing the word 'unhappy'.

"Yeah. Right. As if that's any better." Type furrowed his eyebrows and scowled at his friend.

"Hey, don't get pissy with me, you're the one who broke into your alpha's room and jumped him in the middle of the night." Tine rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

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"Why does Type look angry. Shouldn't you be happy since Tharn's back?" Gun asked, sipping at his iced coffee through the straw.

"He broke into Tharn's room and tried to jump him in his sleep." Tine replied, earning a glare from the subject of the conversation.

"Ohh. Well did y'all do it or something?" Techno asked, scooting in closer in his chair to hear it from Type himself.

"No. And I don't like this conversation." Type pushed Techno's face away from him and leaned back into his chair before turning his face away from his friends. Suddenly, Type spotted Tharn walking into the gathering area but he was headed towards the direction of a tall, well-built and fair skinned man. He sat up straight and completely turned himself to stare at the two figures mingling. Tharn had a big smile on his face and the man kept putting his hand on Tharn's arm and squeezing.