Type never thought it would come to this.
He never thought the course of events would get out of hand so easily and worst of all, without him knowing it.
Type is a control freak, he controls everything and above all he controls the way people see him.
Type had discovered this talent at a very young age, he used it to carve out a path that would lead him straight to his goal.
At school he had managed to build up a reputation as a solitary, taciturn and cold looking kid. It was an excellent strategy to avoid meaningless and boring interactions.
To his parents, well!
His parents think he's some kind of crazy , schizophrenic with a more or less tame second personality.
After Gulf's disappearance, he became the rude guy who throws more insults than anything else, cranky, violent and especially homophobic.
To his in-laws, he displays the image of a child tortured by life but who somehow managed to get up and move on while retaining his kindness, his gentleness, in short his humanity.
In their eyes, he is the most unexpected boyfriend that the second son of the family could have.
The one who could be so kind and caring that he would make pastries and puzzles for the youngest child .
The one who could be so derailed as to threaten his psychiatrist with a knife to the throat after having thrown a knife a few inches from his face.
The one who could let his second personality overwhelm him and do things like strangle a doctor seconds after waking up in a hospital after his rescue.
Type knows very well that even though he likes him, or so he likes to think, their opinion of him is still conflicting and he recognizes that he himself is not very helpful.And the perverse part of him takes a great pleasure in feeding their uncertainties.
Then with Tharn!
This one thinks he is a strong, wonderful person and more human than he pretends.
He thinks that Type is unique, loving, gentle and all the sweet qualifications that a man in love would lend to his half.
Type admits that he sometimes wishes he were the man Tharn thinks he is, the man Tharn loves.
Type had managed to wait for the top by implanting in people's heads the image he wanted them to have of him.
With the story of Lhong and San, he comes across as the perfect victim to whom life has not done him any favors by placing tares in his path.
In the world there are only three people who have already seen the monster in him.
The first two are Lhong and San, the first one committed suicide because he couldn't bear to see, to understand and the second one is wandering somewhere in this world like a soul in pain, broken by the tiny part of truth that Type allowed him to see.
The only person he is absolutely certain can see him as he really is without his Human mask is Dr. Kulap Sukkasem.
She was by far the greatest obstacle ever to stand in his way. Not only could she see him, really see him beyond the mask, but she could also destroy the universe he had built for himself.
That's why he had to find a weapon to use against her or create one to hold her in his grip.
Never in his life would he have believed that this day would come.
The day when for the first time, the mask would fall.
What bothers him the most is that he didn't see this day coming or rather he didn't want to see it coming.
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Matchmakers
FanfictionEveryone is tired of the constant fighting between Tharn and Type. That's why a group of young friends are meeting in a room to come up with a plan that will allow them to have peace; some as neighbors and others as friends. The goal of the mission:...
