Author Note: Next update will be 9/9 or 9/10 (this depends of where in the world you are as I tend to write and post after midnight (my time zone) since as a nightowl that is when I'm the most active.) I decided to try adding dates to my next update so that you guys can better follow the story, we'll see how that goes. I'm good at timelines but I might end up scrapping it either because I'm too impatient or life gets in the way.
Also, I'm so excited that I got two new followers (still not sure what that means but it's still awesome) so thank you, @Ethereal-Yaoi and @slayyyabllle
Enjoy 😏 (Smut is still not happening...at least for TharnType 😉)
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Techno felt like a horrible best friend, he had not noticed that Type had been sick. He had been distracted since yesterday had been one of Champ's horny days so Techno barely left their dorm in the last days. He stayed in bed, happily filled by his boyfriend's thick cock and a little drunk from so many orgasms. After their sex marathon, Champ was always tender and loving so Techno also got to enjoy some much needed pampering. The man's version of aftercare was basically spoiling and worshiping Techno. He was sure that it was because Champ felt guilty since during their love making he wasn't always the most gentle. Either way, Techno loved every moment of it so he tuned the world out.
'I mean who would turn down being hand fed, bathed and even given multiple massages. I feel like I'm floating instead of walking.'
Still, Techno felt guilty when he saw Tharn and asked about Type only to be told that Type had a fever. "What?!" His first reaction had been to be angry and suspicious as to why Tharn wouldn't tell him. Then Tharn scolded him, reminding him that the man didn't have his contact but that he still tried by visiting the fields but never saw him. Techno had missed practice due to his sexual marathon and at this, Techno's guilt just doubled. He rushed to the dorm even as Tharn told him that Type was better but not before exchanging numbers with Tharn to avoid this from happening again.
"Also can you do me a favor?"
Techno had thought the favor was strange but with how Type had been treating Tharn, he wasn't too surprised by it. "Just tell him that you treated him," at first, Techno was suspicious wondering if Tharn did something shifty but when he arrived Type was sleeping soundly, there was medicine on the side table and soup that seemed to have been reheated. The room was clean and Techno could even smell clean laundry which told him that Tharn might have washed the sheets. Even the sheets Type laid on had a fresh smell and Techno suddenly realized why Tharn wanted Type to think that Techno took care of him.
'He had to carry him to change the sheets and Type would definitely not be happy about that.'
"What a nice smell, is that Tom Yum Goong?" Techno wondered with a sniff, licking his lips at the smell of the many spices. "Is it a sin to steal food from the sick?" Techno wondered before noticing that Type was awake.
"Oh, you're awake. How are you feeling?" Techno asked sheepishly at being caught. He sat next to his best friend and placed a hand on his forehead to check his temperature. Tharn did a great job because Type was barely warm, the confused man just stared at him. "I skipped practice to take care of you, you know?" Techno decided there was no harm in doing the favor Tharn asked for.
"Is this Tom Yum Goong from you?" Type asked, his voice raspy and soft.
"Yep," Techno grinned and Type knew he was lying but he wasn't sure why the man would lie about something like that.
Techno was not a good liar specially to Type, the man's eyes shifted and he grinned almost painfully big. Type never told him his tells but they were obvious. Even if Techno was a better liar, the blurry memories and the scent of Tharn on his sheets told Type that Techno wasn't the one to take care of him. 'Why is he lying?' He ignored Techno's rambling about bringing it this morning because Type remembered having some last night.
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