𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩'𝔰 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔱 // THARNXTYPE

xxviii: All I need is you (18+)

(A/N: the moment you've all been waiting for, enjoy hehe)

Type paused as he took a second to breath, his chest felt heavy and he couldn't stop his hands from shaking. "I was 10 and... h-he hit me many times and made me use my mouth to.." He couldn't carry on, he broke into sobs as he wiped his eyes. "I'm sorry.."

"Type.." Tharn grabbed Type's hand that was grabbed onto his shirt but Type quickly pulled away and started walking back to the direction of the rooms. Tharn's heart began racing in anger and his breathing picked up as he thought about what Type had to go through. Lhong was right, Type deserved the time he took to discover his feelings but Tharn just regretted that he couldn't realize such a possibility before.

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"What happened? I just saw Type." Lhong asked, gesturing towards Type who turned the corner for the hall of rooms.

"He tried to tell me what happened but he couldn't because it was too much for him... I'm such an idiot, Lhong." Tharn sat down in his chair and put his head in his hands.

"I mean you didn't know. I think he just had a panic attack, he probably has those whenever he has to talk about it. I was on edge when he told me.." Lhong sighed, patting Tharn on the shoulder.

"Why did I stand there like an idiot?? Ugh I'm despicable, my omega was having a mental breakdown and I just stood there and stared at him. Not to mention how I tried to bait him into telling me his secret." Tharn stood up and chugged his drink before shoving his phone in his pocket.

"Where are you going?" Lhong asked, pulled Tharn back, curious as to where he was going.

"To comfort my Omega." He replied before pulling his arm away.

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Type climbed into his bed and pulled the blanket over his head to block out the man's taunting voices that were playing in his head.

'Can I play?'

'Let me play'

'Play with me, Type'

'You're such good boy'

Type cried into his pillow as the voices just kept getting louder and louder with every second. But immediately they began getting quieter and quieter. Type stopped crying and his heartbeat became stable. He then felt an arm snake around his waist as on side of the mattress sank in and body was pressed up against his back. Normally this would be frightening to Type since he couldn't see who it was, but he could feel familiar warmth of Tharn's arms wrapped around him from behind and he was using his comforting pheromones.

"You have every right to take as much time as you need to yourself. I'm sorry I was being selfish." Tharn sighed, resting his chin on Type's shoulder. Type wiped his tears and pulled the blanket down from over his head and turned around to face the other.

"I don't want to be by myself anymore." He shook his head, sniffling. Tharn drew his hand to the omega's face and swiped his finger, gently, over his red eyes and nose. "I'm sorry for being so difficult." Type looked into Tharn's eyes as he grabbed Tharn's hand in his.

"I fell for you because of how difficult you were." The older man brushed the hair out of the other's face and kissed him on the forehead. "Are you okay now, Type?" He stroked the omega on the head.

"I felt better the moment you walked in the room." Type smiled up at him and moved his hand up to Tharn's shoulder. "I-I'm sorry I put a hickey on you without your permission."

"I think I was just mad that I couldn't give you one." Tharn chuckled, tracing the definitions on Type's face.

"Y-You can.." Type cleared his throat as he tore his eyes away from Tharn's, flustered. Both Tharn and Type's heartbeats started beating erratically at the same time. The alpha propped himself off the bed with his arm as he put his lips on Type's. The omega tensed up upon feeling the weird sensation that the kiss gave him even though this wasn't the first time they had kissed, in fact , they're last kiss was merely hours ago. But this was different, they were both deeply in their feelings and it was evident from the sweet taste that it left on Type's tongue.