My Comfy Place

Chapter 39

Type's POV

When we got home, I told Tharn to go to our room. I wanted to get some food and drinks first.

I went to the kitchen and took some snacks and drinks and placed it on a tray. I then went up to our room and placed it on the table next to my bed.

Then I got into my bed and Tharn directly hugged my waist and placed his head on my chest.

"Are you comfortable?" I asked.
"Always with you."
"Thats good, I got you some snacks."
"Really? Wich?" He seriously is a little kid.
"Its your favourite."
"Yeay, thank you."
"No problem."

We then got comfortable and I played with his hair, while he drew some patterns on my stomach.

"Type?"
"Yes?"
"My dad's dead anniversary is in 2 weeks, I wanted to ask if you would like to go with me, to visit his grave?"
"Sure, I want to be there for you, also I need to ask him something."
"Huh, but he can't answer."
"I know but still. Its so he knows that even he is in heaven, we don't forget him."
"You really are the best." He said and hide his face on my chest.

I felt my shirt getting wet. He is crying. So I took his face in my hands and turned him to look at me. I wipped his tears away and pecked his forehead, his eyes, his nose, his cheeks and then his lips.

"Why are you crying?"
"I'm just so happy that you still care for my dad even he isn't here."
"Its normal, its not because he isn't here physically that he isn't here mentally, so I still need to ask him things."
"Like what?"
"You will know when we are there."
"But I want know~." He whined.
"You will know, in two weeks."
"You are no fun."
"Really, then I should go away, no cuddles for you." I joked and was about to get out of bed, but he held me tighter.
"Please stay, I didn't mean it. I was joking, I want cuddles." He pleaded with his pouty lips and big eyes.
"I was joking too, I would never go away while cuddling you, unless it's something important."
"So sweet bubba."
"Just for you bubbie."
"Its really cute."
"What?"
"You, and our nicknames. Bubbie and bubba, its cute."
"Yeah, just like us."
"Yes but you are still cuter then me."
"Good that you know."
"Ofcourse I know, I'm your boyfriend. "
"That you are."

He smiled and layed his head back, we then watched a movie, just to relax.

After awhile I heard snores, it looked like Tharn had fallen asleep again.

I then decided I would take a nap too.

Tharn's POV

I woke up and looked at Type's face. He looks so cute, I am happy he wants to go with me to my dad. Also I'm curious what he wants to ask him.

I looked at the clock and saw it was 7pm, I got out of bed, trying to not wake up Type, I went to the bathroom and washed my face.

I went downstairs and saw his parents in the kitchen.

"Hey Tharn." His dad said.
"Hey, how are you." His mom asked.
"Never been beter."
"I can see that, you are shining." His mom.
"Yeah, what's the reason ?" His dad.
"Well, I asked Type to go with me to my dads grave in 2 weeks."
"Oh, and what did he say?" His mom.
"He said he would go with me because he needed to ask something, but I'm curious what."
"He really is a romantic person." His dad.
"What do you mean?"
"You will see son, but I'm sure you will love it."
"Okay." I said hesitating a bit.
"So what's for dinner?"
"Some fried rice with yellow curry." His mom.
"Really, that's delicious."
"Yeah, she even made one that is less spicy for you, because she knows you don't like spicy."
"She didn't have to do that."
"Ofcourse I need to do that, we want you to feel at home here."
"I'm sure he feels at home." Type said, he came into the kitchen and hugged me.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" He asked.
"You where sleeping so peacefully, so I didn't want to bother you."
"But I woke up without you."
"I'm sorry."
"You both know we are here too right?" His mom asked.
"Y-yeah, of course." I said shy and blushing.
"Oh, now you don't need to act shy." His dad.
"Dad stop teasing him, he already looks like a tomato." Type.
"Okay okay, we will eat now."

So we sat down and ate, we talked about school and also about what happened. Well Type and his parents talked about it and I just sat there, not knowing what to do or say.

While they talked about what Longh did yesterday I started to panic, remembering everything. Then I felt Type's hand on my hand under the table.

I looked up and he looked worried at me.

"Its fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I was just thinking about it all."
"You were shaking."
"Ow, I didn't know."
"Its fine, he's gone and if something happens we are here for you."
"Thank you."
"There is nothing to thank me for, its normal, you shouldn't been through that, nobody should go through that."
"Can we go to bed, I'm tired."
"Sure, but first we take a shower."
"Okay."

He said goodnight to his parents and got upstairs. We went into the bathroom and we showered together. He was so soft and caring.

After washing he dried me and put on some clothes. He then dressed himself in his pyjamas.

We then got into bed and he started hugging me, he then caressed my back and started saying sweet things.

I slowly fell asleep.

Type's POV

At dinner I saw him shaking so I decided to just stop talking about it, maybe it's to early. So we went upstairs and I helped him showering.

When we went into bed I hugged him, I caressed his back and started telling how amazing and sweet he is.

He then slowly fell asleep and I followed after.

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So tomorrow is Christmas eve, so for that I will make a special chapter. It will have nothing to do will the story.
It will be with the same characters and how they act but it won't be the continuation of the story line