MY WOLF PRINCE

TAKE CARE OF HIM

Three people sitting in the living room. One was glaring at the two boys who were literally shivering by that intense gaze. Sarawat couldn't utter a single word, same goes for Tine.

Type: 10 minutes over Tine, when will you say the truth?

Tine: Actually T-Type... I... I'm... Ah.. He... He is...

Type: He is... What?

Tine: He... He's a.. a... Sorry the.. Uhm.. the...

Type: Tine

Sarawat: *sigh* ok let me tell the truth.

Type: speak

Sarawat narrated the whole scenario happened in Tine's home, during Type's absence (he didn't say about Tharn). He was not worried about himself, but he was worried about the relationship he created with Tine. He don't want to separate from Tine, his love.

Sarawat: ..... so this all happened.

Tine and Sarawat was looking down, feeling tensed.

Type: so... What exactly is your relationship with my friend? *raising eyebrow*

Sarawat: I..

Tine: I love him Type.

Both Sarawat's and Type's eyes widened. Tine had enough, he don't want to hide the relationship, he genuinely love Wat, he never confessed him as he was shy, but not anymore, he also want to equally participate in this relationship like Wat. Sarawat was happy as Tine finally said the three magical words not directly but somehow he got the message. Type was both worried and happy for Tine. Worried because Sarawat was a king and happy because Tine finally found his first love.

Type: But Tine, he's the king..

Sarawat knelt in front of Type.

Sarawat: please Type.... I'll prove everything you'll ask me to do... I love Tine, not because he's helpful.... He's the Happiness, he's the sunshine in my life. I love him because he showed me every thing that I missed in my life. I'm a king, I've my own boundaries, I didn't have any friends except you two. Please Type don't push me away from Tine, I can't live without him. Type please... Please Type.... *cries*

Type was shocked as a King who should be kept as the first priority in his respect diary, that same king was kneeling and begging for something. He looked at Tine who was also crying... He don't want this... He's not like this... He patted Sarawat's shoulder.

Type: I'm not against this relationship Sarawat, just... *sighs* please take care of him *smile*

Sarawat hugged Type and muttered Thank you. Type chuckled and hugged back. Tine was sniffing and rubbing his runny nose and tears with the sleeves of his shirt.

Type: come here cutie

Tine ran to Type and hugged him. Type caressed his head.

Tine: *sniff* Type..

Type: Yes Tine?

Tine: *sniff* what did you bring for me??

Type: ಠ_ಠ I was thinking you're sad, and you're asking about things I brought for you?

Tine: (>︿<｡)... Please.. *sniff*

Type: (´-ω-') ok..

Sarawat giggled looking at the cuties. They were rummaging inside Type's luggage, taking out the things he brought for them. Someone suddenly rang the bell. They looked at each other and frowned.

Sarawat:  wait let me see

Sarawat went towards the door and opened it, his eyes widened.

Sarawat: T-Tharn..

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Sarawat: *whispers* why is he here?
A/n: to take you with him ig *whispers back*
Sarawat: (•ˋ _ ˊ•) I'll not go.
A/n: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Sarawat: I'll kill you
A/n: ask the readers if you can kill me??
Sarawat: °^°
A/n: 0.0