the mark 2

in training

Slapping the end into the gun, type moved it up to then start to shoot at the target, the teacher was to the wall, with his arms wrapped to eye.
Shooting his last, type lowered his gun with a smirk, to then place it to the counter to look down to then place his hand to his ear phones to then take it down.
The teacher moved from the wall to step right next to him, type turned his head to eye.
The teacher took a deep breathe.
"Amazing, just amazing, always hit the middle."
Type nodded to look back.
The teacher turned there head to eye.
"Well, your training is almost done, how much ti..."
Type smiled for the first time in three years.
"3 more weeks, hm, it's time for my phone call, excuse me."
Type then turned to leave.
The teacher turned to place his body to the counter to shake his head.
This place is 5 years of a training session, yet he is done in 3, whatever he is striving to get back to, they sure are lucky.
The teacher signed to then turn his head to eye the work.
Leaving, type went a sound proof area to sit to talk on a pay phone.
Dialing, he then placed his back to the wall to then grab a cigarette to lie, waiting.
Smiling they connected.
"Type?"
"Mm, who do you think this is? Especially when I'm calling on our line."
Type then placed the cigeratte to his lips to take an inhale. He then heard tharn sign in the phone.
"Type....I can hear your smoking, thought we talked about this."
Type took it out to blow out the smoke.
"Hey, I gave up drinking, only do that 2 to 3 times a year, this is the first cigeratte I have had in 3 months, please don't."
Tharn lightly chuckled.
"Fine, fine. How are you?"
"Mm, okay, impressed my teacher while I shot today."
"Didn't fully impress you teacher?"
Type rolled his eyes to take a drag to then let it out.
"Tharn.....I have not been with anyone but you, so stop. What about you, you get so many...."
"Type, our new home is a fucking fortress and I never leave, ugh, how much longer are you going to be...."
Type chuckled.
"Yourll see, don't want to ruin the surprise of when maybe one day I'll come back to the great mr. Kao."
Tharn signed a bit.
"I don't want a surprise type, I want you home."
Type smiled wide.
"Yourll see when."
"Well.... Maybe when you Eventually come back we can talk about marr...."
Type took a deep breath.
"Tharn, we have come a long way since the acedemy, I don't want to talk about that right now."
"Mm, type, you know I want to turn you into a mr. Kao, why are you...."
"Tharn!"
Tharn leaned into his chair to roll his eyes.
"Your so stubborn."
Type leaned his head back to inhale the rest of his cigarette to then flick it.
"And your head over heels in love with this stubborn man, enough to not stray right?"
Tharn smirked.
"You will just have to see, it's been 3 years type, maybe I have, maybe I haven't."
Type rolled his eyes.
"Tharn, didn't you just...."
"I have to go, talk to you tomorrow."
Type leaned up.
"Tharn, don't act like that, have you've cheated on me?"
He heard a chuckle on the phone.
"Yourll see when you eventually get here."
Type then took the phone from his ear to eye with anger after he heard the dial tone.
Such an asshole!
Type then stood to slam the phone down. He eyed to take a deep breathe in.
Just 3 more weeks, you know he is just trying to get a rise out of you, since you won't talk about marriage.
Type made a face to then turn to go to his room.
Inside, he placed his jacket to the hanger to then go to his bed to lay to his back to place his arms underneath.
Tharn..... It's not that I don't want to get married to you but..... With what happened with my parents, psst, marriage is just a insignificant thing.
Type shook his head to then turn to the desk to go through a drawer to get another cigeratte.
He went back to place it in his fingers to eye.
Grabbing his lighter from the desk he then lit it to then place his one arm back to then inhale.
Sorry tharn, you really have me pissed, I know you haven't cheated, neither have I, still the thought and the whole trying to talk about the marriage thing. Mm, this is your fault.
Type then placed his hand to his stomach to look up.
I can't wait to see you again tharn, even though you're being a jackass, these calls everyday for the past 3 years does nothing, I want to be with you, have you hold me, I want to be embrace by you.
Type then peered his eyes down his member started to get tight in his pants.
Placing the cigeratte to his mouth, he took a deep inhale to shake his head.
You can get hard all you want, I am not going to touch you, only him.
Type closed his eyes to take a long deep breathe.
Soon it went down, he then placed his done cigarette to the desk to place his hand to his stomach to keep looking to the ceiling.
Just 3 more weeks and I'll be home, wonder what it looks like? I know he moved a bit away from where he first was.
Types eyes darted, he then turned to go to his side, he then patted the little space to his side thinking of tharn.
Mm, wish you were here with me, you have no idea how much I miss you, how hard this truly is for me, I hate how long we have been apart, but you have to know it is all for you.
Type closed his eyes to let the tears fall, he then gripped the bedding.
Just three more weeks, then I'll be with the love of my life again, I'll be a better guard for him, I'll make sure he is always safe.
Type signed to take deep breaths, he wanted to go to sleep to make it closer to seeing his man.