the mark 2

let us not be rude

Both dressed, type went first with his holster, beneath his jacket, to have tharn behind him, to then stay a bit back, type went to the front door to then turn his head to eye.
"Stay there until I figure out who or what this is."
Tharn wrapped his arms about his body, he made a face.
"Type, I can...."
His eyes narrowed.
"No, no you can't. I need to see what this threat is."
Type then turned his head to place his hand to the nob to open it slowly with his other hand to his gun that was inside.
Tharn took a deep breathe.
Type then opened the door further to widen his eyes.
"What are you doing here teacher?"
Tharns eyes narrowed, he gritted his teeth.
Types teacher then stepped in with a wide smile, to then let it drop to then turn his head to eye tharn standing far off, giving him a death glare, the teacher looked him up and down to shrug to then look back to type.
"I did state I would be checking on you, also you never called me, knowing where you were heading, I'll admit I got a bit concerned for you, you are our best student."
Tharn took a deep breath to then go forth, for type to close the door, to then step behind his teacher has tharn and him turned to eye the other.
"Has you can see, he is perfectly fine, there was no real reason for you to be here. Now I'll pay for your ticket back and...."
The teacher raised his brow to then turn to eye type, who looked a bit disgruntled.
"I just got here, have a bag packed for a week, was hoping to take a break and be here, will that be acceptable? Type?"
Tharns eyes widen in pure anger.
"Should a teacher be calling a student by his...."
Type signed to nod, wanting to be nice.
"Tharn.... It's okay, we started to call the other by our first name by the time I was getting ready to leave, and.......mirko.....I believe that should be fine, we have a guest room that should be acceptable, for a week upon your departure."
Tharns eyes narrowed, his nostrils flared.
The teacher smiled and wide.
"Mm, then I shall get my bag, I will be right back, oh type? Did you set up this perimeter outside? Almost lost my foot."
Tharn rolled his eyes.
Type nodded, mirko then stepped closer to place his hand to his shoulder to pat.
"Good job, wouldn't have expected any less."
Tharn started to breathe heavily.
Type gulped to then bring a hand up to remove his.
"Go get your bag, I can they show you to your room."
Mirko nodded to then turn to go to his rental car.
Type turned his head to watch to then slowly look to tharn, he then tensed. Tharn had gone forth, to reach an hand over to lock the door to then place his hands to his arms, to shove him to the wall to use his tongue to place within. Types eyes widen.
He then moved his hands up to then push him back, the two eyed the other.
"Tharn....." He signed.
"Please don't be this way, he will just be here for a week, he'll leave and...."
Types head then went to the side to hear knocking, tharn wrapped his arms about his chest.
"That jackass is not going to stay here in my home type! Can't believe you even offered!"
Type signed again to then turn his head to eye tharn.
"Tharn..... This is my house too, I want to be nice, he did help me a lot while I..."
Tharn darkly chuckled.
"I bet he did, and you loved every mintue of it."
Types eyes widen to scoff.
"You know what tharn, I only see one jackass, and he is standing right in front of me, you are such a....ugh!"
Type then turned to go to the door. Tharn turned his head to eye.
"Don't type! I do not want him in my..."
Type gripped the nob to then turn his head abruptly.
"This is my house too tharn! I am going to be civil, and fuck you after what you are trying to insinuate. You are so god damn backwards, I am sick of it!"
Type then turned his head back to then open the door, mirko raised his brow to eye type then tharn, he smirked a bit, he could tell he was causing friction.
Perfect, he thought.
Tharn took a deep breathe to then turn to leave stomping a bit.
Type kept his eyes to his mirko.
"Don't pay attention to him, let me show you to where you will be staying."
Mirko went in with a big smile.
Showing him to the guest room, the two spent the rest of the day together, without tharn, to talk in leisure.
By the end of the day, they sat to the table, eating the dinner type created.
Mirko leaned back to place his hand to his stomach.
"That was quite the meal, didn't know you could cook like that."
Type shrugged.
"I'm okay, well, it's getting late and...."
Type looked to tharns empty space to make a face to then shake his head has he looked over the food that wasent touched.
His teacher looked him over to then eye where his glance went.
Type then stood up, to grab his empty plate to then go to tharns to grab and then hang his head to eye.
"I need to take this to..... Please retire to the guest room, we can talk over breakfest."
Mirko watched has type went to the kitchen to drop his plate to the sink to see him come back with the other to then walk off.
He took a deep breathe.
Guess tonight won't be..... The.... Night....mmmm....
Going to tharns office, type then knocked to the door, hearing nothing he then opened to go inside, to see tharn sitting to his chair, looking up to the screen to then type quickly.
Type took a deep breathe to then close the door slightly to then go forth to place the plate next to him, tharn peered his eyes to it, to then shrug to go back to work.
Types eyes narrowed.
"Do I need to feed the princess then?"
Tharn signed heavily.
"Just go and entertain that teacher of yours type, know who is really important to you, I need to be here and work."
Type raised an eye brow.
"Really?"
Tharn took a deep breathe to then turn his head slightly to then keep typing.
Type then hung his head to place his hands to his jacket to take off, plus his holster, to then start to un button a bit, to then grab the plate, to place to the other side, to then place himself on the counter, to wrap his arms about tharns neck, to draw his attention to him.
Tharn looked him up and down.
"Type?"
Type rolled his eyes.
"You need to stop being this way, I have only ever wanted you, I feel nothing for him, just trying to be nice, he helped me a bit in there when I over worked myself so I could make time to faster so I could come back to you even quicker, feel I owe him tharn, that is all this is, after the week, he will never ever come back."
Tharn smirked, to then eye types bare chest, to then stand, type looked him up and down.
He then placed his hands to his waist.
"You.... Really did that, just to.... Come back to me? Shouldn't have over worked yourself though.....mmmm....I can think of another way to...."
Moving his hands to tharns face, type made him move it up, for them to kiss widly,  unaware they had an audience.