Matchmakers

Tharn's Birthday

Today was the big day!

Not only was he finally 19 years old, but today was the day Type would meet his family.

He was so excited! Luckily his birthday fell on a Friday and to top it off, they didn't have class.

Classes had been cancelled because of a strange story about decontamination.

He opened his eyes and looked directly for the person who had been lighting up his life for the past few months, but Type was nowhere to be seen and judging by the lack of warmth on his side of the bed, he had already been up for a while.

He quickly scans the room with his eyes and there is no trace of Type. Decidedly, he heads to the bathroom to get ready.

When he gets out of the shower, he is surprised to find a good breakfast sitting on the small table in the room and a little note next to it.

Tharn,

I'm sorry I wasn't here when you woke up, but I had to hurry and make you a nice breakfast.

Eat it while it's still warm.

I'll see you in a couple of hours, I have some urgent business to attend to.

See you then.

Type

It didn't leave many clues as to what this urgent matter was. He's pouting, where's his happy birthday then?!

He had imagined a lot of scenarios about how this day would start but waking up alone in bed, eating a sumptuous breakfast by himself without a boyfriend to cuddle and kiss, was not one of them.

But he forced himself to enjoy this tasty breakfast. Her boyfriend knew him really well, he knew that he has a preference for western food. His breakfast consisted of bacon, sausages, pancakes with maple syrup, pancakes, fruit juice and creamy coffee.

Hummm a real delight!

With a full belly, he wondered what he was going to do to kill time while Type was dealing with his urgent work-related matter.

He looks at his phone and sees that he has received many happy birthdays from all his acquaintances. P'Jeed and her husband, the band, their neighbors, P'San, his family, Champ and Techno.

Speaking of Techno, he had seen him at the mall again.

This one was a mess! He didn't sleep much, his dark circles could tell. He was so bad that he more or less forced Type to tell them the truth.

He remembered it perfectly, they had decided to meet all six of them in a cafe two days ago. They had a sickly complexion, probably due to lack of sleep. They were restless and nervous as if they were afraid someone would find them. They had to hide from their dangerous 'customer'.

A glance at his lover let him know that he was the only one who was concerned about the deplorable state their friends were in.

Indeed, Type was quietly sipping his iced tea, not the least bit disturbed by the vision he had before his eyes.

Tharn thought to himself that Type could be ruthless at times! Yet he knew that this story had simply irritated him, he had taken revenge on his friends and this was the result.

An unpleasant chill ran down his spine as he dared to imagine what Type would do to a person he really hated.

Never take Type's anger out on him, that's a note.

But that's not the point, they're here to end the suffering of their poor friends whose lack of reaction on Type's part made them sweat.

-Tharn: We called you...