Breathing in slow and deep, tharn turned his head has he was too his stomach to then reach his arm to the side to pat and search for type, furrowing his brow, he then opened quite quick, to lean up on his elbows to look about.
"Type!"
Tharn started to dart his eyes, turning to his back on his elbows he looked about frantically starting to panick a bit.
Was that a... Dream? Did type not come home at all!?
Moving up, he then grabbed his blanket to then take away, to then stand to eye down a bit confused.
If it was a dream, why am i undressed? I do not go to bed this way....
Looking up he then went to his dresser to then grab a pair of boxers then went to the bathroom to grab his robe to then go forth, he eyed the side of the door and he didn't see types bag, he then left in haste trying to see the truth.
To the kitchen area, he took a deep breathe in has he was under the door way.
Type was there placing two plates to the table, he then looked to tharn, straightening up.
"Tharn? Are you okay?"
Tharn took a very long deep breathe to then go over to wrap his arms about type to hold him tight.
Type turned his head to eye.
"Tharn? What's going on?"
Type brought his hands up to hold.
Tharn shook his head to then lean back, there eyes darted.
"Just..... Thought I dreamed you came back. But your here, your really here."
Type smiled, he then pinched tharns arm. He let type go to then turn his head to rub.
"Oow, what the hell!"
"Proving to you I'm actually here, now let's eat I'm starved, I'm sure you are too."
Tharn looked to type has he kept rubbing his arm, type nodded to then go to the chair that was close to tharns to sit to then consume.
Tharn turned to eye, shaking his head, he then went to sit to look at type.
"You didn't need to do that to prove your here."
Type shrugged.
"You seemed you needed it."
Type then winced has he shuffeled a bit in the chair. Tharn eyed that to smirk a bit.
"Does your ass...."
Type turned his head to shoot him a look.
Tharn couldn't help but to chuckle to then turn his head to then consume.
Type looked him up and down to then consume has well.
"Mm, to be serious, are you in any pain?"
Type took a deep breathe in.
"A bit, so we can't for awhile."
Type made a bit of a pouty face.
Tharn looked to him to then bring up his hand to stroke his cheek.
"I can see how heart broken you are by that fact."
Type turned his head to look to tharn narrowly.
"Tharn...." He signed.
Tharn chuckled to then let his hand drop to then lean over to place his lips to his, after a quick kiss he leaned back to hang his head to then consume, type watched.
"So tharn....I got up early today and went through the whole house, except the doors you won't allow to open, I do want to see those today, um....I..... Want to make some changes."
Tharn chewed slowly to then turn his head.
"What.... Changes? Also type they are closed for privacy issues."
Type looked him up and down.
"Do you not trust me?"
Tharn rolled his eyes.
"You know it is not that."
Type shrugged to then look to his food to start to consume once more.
"Then it's settled, today yourll show me and I'll also make some changes."
Tharns eyes narrowed.
"Type...."
Type then looked to tharn.
"I'm not going to fight about this, if you don't, then when I'm.... Feeling better, you won't be allowed to..."
Type raised his eye brows a few times.
Tharn raised an eye brow, to then lean over a bit closer.
"Are you..... Threating me and with holding your...... Love?"
Type smirked.
"Damn straight, I don't like they're are closed doors here."
"Type they are for privacy, not for any other reason then that."
"Then that shows you don't trust me."
Tharn turned his head to look forward a bit frustrated, this conversation was not going anywhere.
Type looked him up and down.
"Fine, I don't want to argue, but I am wanting to make some changes here."
Tharn signed to look down to start to pick at the remaining food to his plate.
"Like?"
"I don't like the black and white, also why is everything glossy?"
"It's too see finger prints and such, this house is built the way it is for my safety."
Type nodded to then reached a hand over to place to tharns, he looked to the action, type then started to rub his thumb to his top.
"Well, I'm here now, you don't need to have the house that well done, this is also my home to, want to be comfortable, okay? I also have money saved so you don't have to spend a dime and...."
Tharn looked up, to then move his hand to hold types to then mine him about, to go back in his chair to make him sit on his leg, type winced a bit to then look down.
"Mm, you have a boney leg."
Tharn couldn't help but laugh, type looked up not amazed.
"I'm sorry type."
He then brought his other hand to his face to caress.
"I can pay for it, save your money, remember you are going to be my body guard, work for me, so my money is your and...."
Type Brought a hand up to wrap it to his wrist.
"Tharn, you know I'm going through an agency they are paying, not you."
Tharn rolled his eyes.
"Does that really matter?"
"It does. I'm making my own money, I do not need to rely on you for that...... But...."
Type then took his other hand to then place it to tharns bare chest to run his finger tips up and down sensually. Tharn looked down to eye.
"I do rely on you for.... Other things."
They both then looked to the other.
"But, you said your...."
Type lightly chuckled, he then started to move his face closer, tharn slowly started to shut his eyes, till type went further to collect there dishes to then grab to get off, tharn shook his head to eye.
"Hey!?" He said in frustration.
Type stepped back to laugh.
"Mm, not until I feel better, and I see what it in those rooms."
Tharns face dropped his lips parted.
"You can't be..."
Type kept stepping backwards.
"Oh I am......"
Type then turned to go into the kitchen, tharn pressed himself further into the chair to then place his hand to his forehead to look down at his harden member.
Type..... That really wasn't fair!
God damnit! You can not go into those rooms!
Fuck!
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the mark 2
Fanfictionthis book is a continuation of the mark, 3 years have past, both 24 have gone down separate paths, tharn has made a new software placing a mark on his head to the point he had to make his house into a fortress. for type, he is training long and hard...