the mark 2

this is not you dropping it!

Waking to his side, type reached an arm out to part the bed, moving up a bit tired, he looked about, to furrow his brow, going to his back he sat up on his forarms to dart his eyes in the semi black room.
"Tharn?"
Still looking about, he then turned to take a hand to his blanket to then take it away, to sit for a mintue to the edge to stretch to then bring a hand to his mouth to yawn into it, bringing it down, he turned his head to eye the clock, it was 3 in the morning, rolling his eyes, type then got up to go to the bathroom to search for tharn.
Popping his head in, he was not there.
Moving back, he then went to the wall to grab a robe to down.
Tieing the sash, he then went forth to continue his search for tharn.
Going about he signed has he went through the 6th room.
Damnit! Where are you tharn? I'm tired.
Going to the hallway, he then thought of the basement.
Mm, maybe he still needed to get his work done that I pulled him away from.
Going forth, he then went to the basement, to go to the door way, to look in with a smile.
Stepping forth, he looked to tharn has he sat to the chair, body slightly leaned over, dressed in a black tee and blue boxers, to be asleep on his desk, with his head turned to the side arms under..
Type took in a deep content breathe in to look him over.
"You are so very cute and sweet when you sleep, even at the age we are."
Type then placed his hand to his head to stroke a bit to then lean to his forehead to place his lips to it to kiss lightly.
Moving back he eyed tharn with a huge smile.
Taking his hand away, he then turned his head to eye the big screen, to take his hand up to extend a finger to try and shut it off, then his eyes widen.
Son of a.....!! Damnit tharn!
Has type looked about, he saw tharn was researching into the teacher from his facility he attended.
Turning his head, type couldn't help but see red. He then stepped to tharn to flip him off the chair.
Tharn winced to be on his butt, hands behind to turn his head to see the chair, he made a face, turning his head he looked to type with a furrowed brow.
"What the hell type!"
Type placed his arms to the side, hands balled, to then reach one up to point to the screen, tharn looked him up and down, to turn his head to eye, then his face fell.
"Mm...I can explain that type..... And..."
Type shook his head.
"Your unbelievable! I told you to drop it, other then a few wrestling moves, that man did not fucking touch me! I have no interest in anyone else! Never fucking have! You want me to give you trust and not go into those rooms and yet you can't even trust me when I am telling you there is nothing between us! You are such a god damn hypocrite!"
Type then turned to leave stomping a bit.
Tharn turned his head to eye to sign. He then brought a hand to his forehead to sign heavily.
"Fuck!"
Going back to there room, type stood in the hallway to then turn his head to eye the open door to shake his head.
"Fuck you tharn! You Over zealous! Don't listen, son of a...."
Has type started to go forth, he hung his head to sign and loudly.
Tharn was there with his arms wrapped about, with his forehead to his back to grumble.
"Type..... I'm sorry....I had a lot of..... Bad dreams about you and this faceless man. They just wouldn't go away, I honestly could not stop myself....I just love you so very much and...."
Type lifted his head back to look to the ceiling.
"Tharn! Let go."
Tharn moved his head back to place his chin to his shoulder to look up with a sullen face.
"Type.... Did you really think I was not going to research into them?"
Type turned his head to fully eye tharn.
"Oh I knew you probably would, however I thought you trusted me when I told you nothing had happened, I also trusted you when you said you weren't going to, guess I shouldn't have done that, now let go." Type breathed heavily.
Tharns eyes narrowed.
"Do you really want to talk about trust? You and I have been talking every day for 3 years and yet you didn't tell me any of this and you stayed."
Type gritted his teeth.
"You said you were going to drop this, broke another thing to me, let.... Go.... Tharn!"
Tharn leaned his head back to shake his head.
"No."
Type raised an eye brow.
"No?"
"That's right no, we are both in the wrong here type, think it is a moot point right now."
Type looked tharn up and down a bit confused.
"Why do you say that?"
"If you really wanted to fight with me, shouldn't have only placed on a robe."
Types eyes widen has tharn place his hands to his sash to then untie.
Type rolled his eyes, to then hang his head to look down has it opened, for tharn to place his hands palms down rubbing them all over his body.
He then took a very long deep breathe in.
"Do you really think sex is going to get you out of this tharn?"
Tharn then started to plant kisses, type closed his eyes to start to melt a bit.
Oh, god damnit! No type, you need to be strong, he is really in the wrong here and um..... Um....
Type started to go soft and cooed a bit, has tharn moved his hands down to then place his to erection to stroke up and down, he then started to lick his neck has he nipped.
Type then brought a hand up to place to his neck, to grip. Tharn smiled has he was too his neck, to then look up, he grew in happiness that type seemed to be letting go of what they were arguing about.
He then went to his ear..
"Mm, let's go to bed."
Type signed. He then opened his eyes slightly to look to tharn.
"This.... Shouldn't be working, I'm.... Very much still....aaah..... Mad at you.... And um..."
Tharn then placed his hand to his chin to move his head further for them to place there lips upon the other, type couldn't help to then turn around to kiss more deeply, to wrap his arms about, tharn then took his hands down to make him jump up to then turn them to go into there room, to kick the door shut, unaware type might be letting what happened go at that moment, but the next day, tharn was unaware type was going to get his revenge.