𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩'𝔰 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔱 // THARNXTYPE

xli: All Hell breaks loose

"Tharn, I'm begging you just- listen to me, it's not what you think it is!" Type grabbed onto Tharn's arm in desperation.

"This letter and cheque seem to tell me that it's exactly how I think it is." Tharn's eyebrows twitched into a frown.

"That's only half of the truth, if you would just listen to me-"

"-I think I'm done listening Type." Tharn pulled his arm away from Type. "In the end it was one sided as always isn't it."

"What are you saying, I really truly love you! You know I wouldn't go out with a man just because I wanted something out of it!" Type exclaimed, taking the letter from Tharn's hand and ripping it to shreds.

"No but I don't think I can assume I know you anymore." Tharn brought his hand to his face in frustration. "Does my father know you broke the 'mission' by being with me since yesterday?"

"Please Tharn, if you let me explain-"

"-Did you do all of this for money??!!" Tharn yelled, getting a little closer to Type who was breathing hard in frustration.

"FUXKIN HELL THARN!" Type suddenly roared, grabbing the empty coffee cup on the counter and throwing it agains the wall, startling Tharn to silence. "Maybe if you stopped and gave me two goddamn seconds to explain myself then maybe this would have been a lot simpler." He rubbed his forehead.

"It's was either you or my parents! I-I love my parents so much that it was a really hard decision for me. And even though I love you, I could never abandon my family in the dirt like that!" Type exclaimed, pushing his damp hair out of his face in frustration. "H-He threatened my father's business Tharn, my father's sweat and blood, I can't just let them suffer because of me."

"But why wouldn't you tell me?" Tharn calmed down, but his face still held a hurt expression.

"B-Because I was scared.." Type chewed on his bottom lip, feeling a rush of cold up his spine.

"Of what?!" Tharn grabbed Type's arm, shaking him slightly.

"Not 'of' you but f-for you... us... my parents.." Type grabbed Tharn's arm with his other hand, stepping closer.

"No matter what, they'll always be a wedge between us won't there.. be it you.. or my father." Tharn stepped back, looking away from Type's eyes.

"You think.. I-I'm a wedge in our relationship?" Type breathed out, stepped back as he pulled his hands away.

"That's not what I meant." Tharn turned his eyes back to Type who was taking steps back with a hurt expression on his face.

"M-Maybe we could use that break after all, huh." Type painfully let out a breathy laugh, turning around and starting for the door.

"Type, wait!" Tharn called out, but his feet did seem to move, as if he knew that he had no right to go after Type after what he said. Tharn slumped over the counter with his head in his hands.

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"I came over as fast as I could, what happened??" Lhong burst through the door and ran to the living room where Tharn was sitting with his head in his hands. "I assumed everything was better since we didn't hear from either of you in like two days!"

"I-It was all okay until I opened that letter. I should have just waited for Type to tell me himself, I really am making things so hard for him." Tharn sighed, turning his face away from Lhong as if hiding his shame.

"Okay wait, hold up, explain everything from the start." Lhong put his hand up in confusion with a doubtful look on his face.

Tharn explained everything to Lhong and told him what he had said to Type before he left. "And I know what you're gonna say as my friend but I really need you to be honest with m-"