the mark 2

soothing my lover

To a diner at town, type sat to look at his breakfest a bit in anger to shake his head. He was overally mad and pissed with what occurred a few hours prior.
To his office, tharn was trying to find out types location from his phone, getting to a dead end he then stood up to hang his head to grunt in fustration.
Damnit type! How many times have I told you not to take your tracker out of your phone! Fine I'll just..... Find you the old fashion way, anything that ends up happening to me, will be on your head!
Tharn then turned to leave, to the door, he saw types mother with her suitcase to look into her purse for her keys, looking up the two stared at the other, he rolled his eyes to go to the cloest to place on his jacket and shoes..
Placing them on, he then went to go right next to her with his head to the nob to eye .
"What kind of mother are you? Not one that deserves that title, your son is out there and your leaving."
Tharn turned his head to eye, her face fell.
"You are such a bitch."
Her eyes widen, lips parted..
Tharn then left to slam the door, signing she then throw the little purse down to then lean herself to the wall to place her hand to her forehead to rub a bit.
"My son is a murderer, how am I suppose to....."
Closing her eyes, tears started to fall.
Driving about a bit later, tharn looked about, to sign has he was too a stop light.
Damnit, where is he? I've driven everywhere.
Sighing again, he then looked over to widen his eyes, he saw type, with a bottle to his lips to stumble his way to the near by hotel to go inside.
Tharn made a face.
Shit!
Tharn they turned in speed to park his car to then get out to follow.
Type swayed a bit to place the bottle back to his lips to consume has he wanted for the employee to give him his last, turning he eyed him.
"Are you.... Okay?"
Type looked to him to roll his eyes to then bring the bottle down..
"Just fucking fine! Now give me the key, want to raid that mini bar."
The employee looked him over to sign.
"Sir, I think you had enough, is there someone I can call for you to pick you up and...."
Type rolled his eyes again to then throw the empty bottle to the wall to then hold his hand out.
"Just give me the fucking key and...."
Looking the other over, type then turned his head to eye tharn to then shake his head, to look at the employee.
"Never fucking mind, I'm going to another hey!"
Done with his antics, tharn then picked up type to place him over his shoulder to then place his hand out..
"We will be inquiring about that room, I will also pay for any damages done, with a serene apology, he is not himself today."
The employee nodded to then place the key to his open hand, type eyed it in anger.
"Why in the hell did you give it to him and why in the hell are you here tharn! Let me go you sorry ass...."
The employee watched has that went to roll his eyes..
To the room, tharn threw type down has he was starting too thrash about his back, to then turn to go to the mini fridge to then grab a bottle to then go to type to lay it out for him to take, type went up to sit to his forarms to eye it.
Tharn narrowed his eyes..
"Come on, drink whatever shit that is in your heart and head away, or...."
Type breathed heavily to then slowly look up.
"Do whatever you want to me, I did you wrong and I am very sorry for it, so if you want to punch me.......yell at me....."
Type gritted his teeth to talk through them.
"You are a jackass for telling my mother tharn! I had no intention of ever telling her that...... fuck, do you want to know I dreamed of huh!"
Tharn took in a deep inhale.
Type then got quickly up to grab that bottle to then. Throw it to the wall behind them for it to shatter but neither blinked an eye. Type breathed heavily has he was too his knees to ball his fists to either side to eye tharn in pure anger, then tears started to fall. Tharns lips parted.
"I dreamt..... The men who killed my father..... Came back and killed you because we fucking got married! They gave me the same choice, don't know why they didn't kill me, I would have chosen...."
Tharn then stepped to type to wrap his arms about and tight..
Type closed his eyes to wrap his arms about.
"I know you would type......I know you you would..... Just like I would choose me, but type, they are dead they are never ever going to come back, even to the threats has of now I got them all handled, we are fine.....I love you type, nothing is going to happen to us.... Nothing will happen to you or to me, we can be happy type......"
Type took in a shaky breathe.
"We're you...... Telling me the truth about....I can do whatever I want to you, for you..... Spilling what you did to my mother?"
Tharn took a deep breathe to move back to place his hands to either side of his arms to look at type who slowly opened his eyes.
"Yes.....I meant what I said."
Type then moved his arms away to then place his hands to tharns shirt to then rip it open, tharn breathed heavily has he heard the buttons hit the floor.
Type then narrowed his eyes, to then bring up one hand to then slap him with all his strength to his face.
Tharns head went to the side before he could bring up his hand to rub it, type had grabbed at him to then throw him to the bed to then sit upon him to take off his shirt to throw wherever to then lean down to crush his lips to his to then grind a bit.
Tharn placed his hands to his back to grip and hard to circle his tongue about types.
The two lost themselves to this, needing the other ever so right now.