Matchmakers

My Last

Tharn hasn't always been lucky in love, that's for sure.

He's been with enough guys to know that this time it's different.

Type was different.

Tharn is what we call a handsome, masculine male and being gay all his previous boyfriends were the opposite of his, smaller, freer, more fragile, displaying the stereotype of the gay couple.

Type was not small or frail, he was in fact taller than Tharn by a good 4 centimeters, which he liked a lot.

Tharn could spend hours praising her boyfriend for his slim, slender, elegant features, his lips as appetizing as ripe fruit, his big bambi eyes, and above all, how his skin made her mouth water.

Indeed, when their skins are in contact, one can notice a striking contrast between them.

Tharn has always received compliments on the whiteness of his skin, probably due to his mixed race; skin that never tans.

That's one of the things he immediately liked about Type: his beautiful bronze skin, so different from his own, like chocolate.

Another thing about Type that drives him crazy every day: his lips.

His beautiful full lips that always catch his attention.

Tharn had quickly noticed Type's tendency to nibble his lower lip when he was concentrating.

His delicious mouth, which he could spend hours kissing without giving up a single second, was also a formidable weapon that his owner knew how to wield to perfection.

At the beginning of their cohabitation, after Type had discovered his sexual orientation, he had used it to make him understand that his presence greatly embarrassed him, but strangely enough, apart from a few well-intentioned remarks, Type never crossed the limits again after having messed up his business.

Tharn still remembers the argument that followed; it was probably one of the biggest.

Oddly enough, Type just ignored him most of the time.

Then there are his eyes. Type had adorable bambi eyes, and Tharn had thought he had failed the first time Type had given him those poor abandoned puppy eyes not only because he couldn't resist the look - which should be illegal - but also because it proved to Tharn that Type was beginning to open up to him.

Tharn had noticed that Type's eyes had many different shades.

If he was angry and allowed himself to show it, his eyes would flash and his eyes would turn dark, needless to say he was scary, just look at the state of that poor girl after she made a scene in the dining hall.

But also when he is angry but shows only a cold and disinterested face but Tharn can see behind his mask.

There are no physical signs of this because Type always looks relaxed in these moments, but Tharn can see his eyes darken to the point where the pupil is no longer distinguishable, and there is a strange gleam in his eyes.

Type has always had a permanent control over his emotions and most of the time his face shows nothing at all except maybe his bored look. That's why he was so surprised by the range of emotions that Type's face displayed when he made his statement in the park.

People always describe Type as scary (with that blood-curdling look in his eyes), unapproachable, grumpy and cold.

Which is true, but with Tharn he is different. Tharn could reach the soft and tender side, also sulky, sometimes scowling under his mask.

And even if he is angry with Tharn, he always controls himself and Tharn is sure that Type will never hurt him.

And most important of all, Type is far from fragile.