the mark 2

what is this!

After a workaholic week, type was to the last room of the house, to look about, with his hands to his hips, the furniture workers brought the last of the things, still covered for type to move about. Making a face, he had barely seen tharn, wanting to be with him, type decided to take a break.
Turning he went to go to his work room.
Going in, he saw tharn typing and fast, type made a noise, they agreed he needed to so he wouldn't be flipped again.
Tharn stopped typing to then lean back to town his head to smile and wide has type came forth to then wrap his arms about.
"How is work going?"
Tharn brought his hands up to hold types.
"It's going, what about yours? Is this house our home yet?"
Type moved down to rub his nose to his cheek.
"Almost. Have you've been eating? Only have been with you and barely when we sleep."
Tharn made a face.
"I know, I am sorry for that, this new client needs my business and bad, they are complete morons, using every password the same one."
Tharn rolled his eyes.
Type leaned back to eye with a smile..
"Your clients are not very bright are they?"
Tharn turned to then get up to place his hands to his waist to shake his head.
"No they are not."
Turning there heads to there sides, they placed there lips to the others to instantly place there tongues inside the others to taste to the fullest there sweetness.
Types lips then turned down to then part with a sign to place his forehead to his.
Tharn lightly chuckled eyeing his expression.
"What is the pout for?" He laughed.
"I forgot I have to do laundry today and still do that room and make dinner."
Tharn smiled and wide.
"You are becoming a domesticated house wife aren't you?"
Type moved his head back to then roll his eyes.
"Just trying to be nice, since you work a lot and unless you leave this house there isn't much for me to do. Now let go, I have work to still do."
Type moved his hands back to place to his arms.
Tharn made a face.
"How about I stop working, we make dinner together, I do the laundry and you do the last room."
Type smiled.
"Can you stop working right now?"
Tharn nodded.
"I can finish tomorrow. Come on."
Tharn then placed his hand to his to lead him off.
To the kitchen, the two made there dinner with smiles, to the table they shared a story or two after them being apart for the last 3 years, once they were done, they both went to the sink to then clean in unsion.
Getting done first, type looked to tharn has he had his body to the counter head hung to dry his hands.
"You go on to the landry, I'll be there in a mintue."
Tharn lifted his head to turn to eye.
"I can do it alone, you have done a lot type."
Type shrugged to lean a bit over.
"I want to do it together, I've missed you this week tharn, I'll be there soon."
Tharn smiled and wide to then turn to place the towel to the counter to then go to type to place his lips to his neck, to then part, type turned his head back to watch him go.
"Hurry type, don't want to be without you."
Type smiled and huge to then turn his head back to do the remainder.
Tharn went to there room to then gather the hamper to then take it to there landry room, placing it close to the washer, he then started to sort through it and look through the pockets.
Getting to the end, he then looked through types, to then furrow his brow, he pulled out a folded white piece of paper.
Placing the pants to the washer, he then unfolded the paper to take his head to read, his eyes widen.
Getting done with the dishes, type then washed and dried his hands to place the towel to the counter to then turn to go and find tharn with a smile unaware what he found.
Going to the laundry room, type stepped in, to eye tharns back.
"Tharn? You have to turn on the..."
Tharn turned his head to eye with anger.
Type widen his eyes.
"What?"
Tharn turned to then crumble the piece of paper to then throw to types chest, he watched it hit him to then look down, he cocked his head to the side confused.
"What's that?"
Tharn narrowed his eyes to then wrap his arms to his chest to then grit his teeth.
"A number type! What the hell are you doing with a number in your back pocket!"
Type then crouched to then gather it to open to eye, he then rolled them.
"This is from a teacher at the place I went to, too train, didn't think he actually still gave it to me after I said no."
Tharn scoffed.
Type looked to tharn.
"I have seen enough numbers, I'm sure that's a cell phone, why would a teacher give that to you!"
Type made a face to then wrap his arms about.
"I don't like your tone tharn, and unfortunately this teacher....had a crush on me but...."
Tharns eyes widen, type rolled his eyes in fustration.
"I didn't care tharn, I only have...."
"How long have you've known he had feelings for you!?"
Type signed.
"Awhile, but I don't...."
Tharn then stepped to type to then grab him wrist to pull him a bit to his body to grip, type looked to the action to wince a bit.
"Awhile!? And you still stayed at that place to train! What is the matter with you! Did you fuck them! Did you two..."
Type eyed tharn in shock and surprise to then move his hand from his grasp to push him back in anger.
"You are such an asshole tharn! If I did, why would I come back here!"
Type then stepped back to rip the number right in front of tharn, he watched it fall.
"The only person I have ever cared for and love with my entire being is you tharn! I was suppose to be at that place for 5 years, I did everything in 3 because I missed you so fucking much! I can't believe you, did you fuck them! Go to hell! I'm sleeping in the guest room tonight! Bastard!"
Type turned to leave in anger.
Tharn looked to the pieces to then step back to place his body to the washer to take a deep breathe to then bring his hand to his eyes to shake his head a bit.
Fuck! What did I just do to the love of my life.....shit I am a bastard, asshole.....
I'm sorry.....