BL ONESHOTS NO.5

⁶⁵⁰🥰Type x Tharn

Type and Tharn were two guys who had been friends since their high school days. They were always there for each other through thick and thin. But as they grew older, their friendship blossomed into something more. They were in love, but they were scared to admit it to each other. Little did they know, the universe had its own plans for them.

One cold winter night, Tharn decided to take Type out for a romantic dinner. As they sat across each other, the candlelight illuminating their faces, Tharn couldn't help but feel nervous. He had been planning this for weeks, and now that the moment was finally here, he didn't know how to start.

"Type," Tharn's voice was trembling, "I know we've been friends for a long time, but I want to be more than that."

Type's heart skipped a beat as he looked into Tharn's eyes, trying to decipher his words.

"I love you, Type. I have always loved you," Tharn continued, taking a deep breath.

Type was taken aback, his mind racing with a million thoughts.

"Tharn, I...I don't know what to say," Type stuttered.

"Say nothing," Tharn said, getting up from his seat and walking towards Type.

He knelt down in front of Type, took his hand and placed a ring on his finger.

"Will you be mine, Type? Will you marry me?" Tharn asked, his eyes filled with hope and love.

Type was speechless, but his answer was evident as he pulled Tharn into a tight hug.

"Yes, Tharn, I will marry you," Type said, his voice full of emotion.

Tharn's face lit up with joy, and they shared a passionate kiss, sealing their love for eternity.

As they walked back home, hand in hand, Type couldn't help but feel guilty for never telling Tharn about his own feelings.

"Tharn, I'm sorry. I should have told you how I felt a long time ago," Type said, his voice laced with regret.

Tharn stopped walking and turned to face Type. "It doesn't matter, Type. All that matters is that we are together now, and I couldn't be happier," Tharn said, pulling Type into another kiss.

Their love story was one of apologies, forgiveness, and most importantly, unconditional love.

From that day on, they promised to always be honest with each other and never let anything come between them.

Years went by, and Type and Tharn's love only grew stronger. They were each other's rock, and their love was an inspiration to many.

As they sat on the porch of their house, watching the sunset, Type turned to Tharn and said, "I'm sorry, Tharn, for everything I put you through before we got together."

Tharn smiled and said, "I'm not sorry, Type. Our journey brought us here, and I wouldn't change a thing."

With that, they shared a loving embrace, knowing that their love was unbreakable.

From that day on, their favorite phrase was, "I'm sorry," because it held so much more than just an apology. It was a reminder of their love story and how they overcame every obstacle together.

As Type and Tharn settled into their life together, they discovered new layers to their relationship that they hadn't anticipated. Their home, filled with laughter, love, and the warmth of shared experiences, became a refuge where they could be their truest selves. Each day was a new adventure, and even the mundane tasks felt brighter when they were together.

Type's creative spirit flourished with Tharn by his side. He had always enjoyed painting but had kept it a secret, fearing it wasn't "manly" enough. Tharn encouraged him to embrace this passion. He surprised Type with a canvas and paint set for their anniversary, and together they spent countless afternoons in the backyard, painting the sunset, their lives intertwining with every brushstroke.

Tharn had a knack for cooking, and he loved to try new recipes, often experimenting with flavors from different cultures. One memorable evening, they decided to host a dinner party for their friends. Tharn cooked a lavish Italian feast, while Type set the table with the fancy dishes they had collected from thrift stores over the years. The laughter that echoed through their home that night was a testament to their bond, a reminder that their love brought joy not just to them, but to everyone around.

Their friends quickly became accustomed to the sight of the couple's intertwined lives. Type's friends would often tease him about how lucky he was to have Tharn, while Tharn's friends admired Type's talent and creativity. Together, they created a circle of acceptance and love, where everyone felt safe to be themselves.

As they navigated the ups and downs of life, Type and Tharn learned the importance of communication. They frequently set aside time to discuss their feelings, concerns, and dreams. One evening, as they lay on the living room floor, surrounded by candles, Type voiced his apprehensions about their future.

"Tharn, what if we're not ready for the challenges that life throws at us? What if we fail?" Type's voice was tinged with worry.

Tharn, looking deeply into Type's eyes, replied, "We won't do this alone. We'll face everything together. That's what love is. It's about partnership, even through the tough times." He reached out, intertwining his fingers with Type's. "I believe in us."

With each passing year, their commitment to one another only deepened. They traveled to new places, exploring different cultures and landscapes, gathering stories that would become cherished memories. During a trip to the mountains, they hiked to a breathtaking viewpoint, where Tharn surprised Type with a heartfelt letter he had written. It expressed his gratitude for their journey together and his unwavering love.

"Type, you are my everything. The mountains, valleys, and rivers we've crossed together have only brought us closer. I promise to be your partner for all of life's adventures," Tharn read aloud, his voice steady and full of emotion.

Type felt tears welling in his eyes as he absorbed the weight of Tharn's words. The moment became etched in his memory-a testament to their undying love.

They eventually decided to celebrate their union with a wedding, inviting their closest friends and family. The ceremony was an intimate affair, filled with laughter, heartfelt speeches, and joyful tears. When it came time to exchange vows, they both prepared beautiful words that spoke to their love story.

Type, with his hands trembling slightly, said, "Tharn, you are my best friend, my muse, and the love of my life. I promise to support you, dream with you, and grow alongside you."

Tharn smiled, his eyes glistening, as he replied, "Type, you've shown me what true love is. I promise to cherish you, to be your rock, and to love you unconditionally for the rest of my days."

When they sealed their vows with a kiss, the crowd erupted in applause, but inside, they felt as if the entire world faded away. All that mattered was each other.

After the wedding, they decided to travel to a remote island for their honeymoon. The days were filled with sun-soaked adventures, romantic beach dinners, and endless conversations under the stars. One evening, while walking barefoot on the shore, Tharn looked at Type and said, "I think we've just begun to write our love story."

Type laughed, leaning in for a kiss. "And what a story it is. I want to fill every page with laughter, love, and maybe even a few bumps along the way."

They embraced the unknown together, their hearts intertwined in a dance of love and discovery, ready to face whatever the universe had in store for them. With each passing year, Type and Tharn's bond only deepened, a beautiful testament to the power of love, friendship, and the courage to be vulnerable with one another.

[No.72. Bye now.]