swords men

don't like this attitude

The next morning, tharn was colder to type for him to reflect that, type was sitting to the bed, fully dressed to watch tharn do such an act, to watch him go to the window, type narrowed his eyes to then get up to turn to eye over him.
"I don't want to meet tonight."
Tharn sat to the middle of the window with one leg out to then turn his head to eye over type to narrow his eyes to then shrug to leave, type parted his lips to scoff, he then went to the window to watch him go down to drop to the ground.
"You know what! Don't come back! We're done!"
Tharn stopped to widen his eyes to then turn his head to look up to see type had pulled the window down, he rolled his eyes to place his hands into his packets to leave, knowing they weren't over, and knowing they might just needed to take a break.
Pulling down the window type looked over it to then lock to turn to place his back to it to look forward.
Such an asshole! I'm sick of this! Just because I don't want to show you my back you act like that! Fucking kid? I'm done, were done!
Type made a hard face to then get up to go straight to the shower to get tharns scent off.
Type then went out to do his normal routine, for that day to pass then another and another, for then a month to go by. The boys were dead locked in an empasse, both wanted the other to come over and apologize, however both were very stubborn and pig headed.
By the start of the second month, type had his head to his hand to be to his desk to his room to be eyeing his phone to be chewing at his inner cheek.
He signed to then dart his eyes to the side to look over his calendar.
Only 6 weeks left, when I'm 17 and the tournament.
Type made a face to then turn his head to look to his phone to then open to look over messages and calls, nothing.
Type then snapped it shut to place his hands to his neck to rub.
Are we....... Really over?
Type scoffed to hang his head further down.
Have to be in an actual relationship for that to happen.
Type took in a deep breathe to then make a considering face to then lift his head up.
Maybe I need to do without drastic.
Type couldn't help but to smile to then grab his phone to place to his back pocket to then go to the one place he really shouldn't.
Type was before the door to take in a deep breathe to then knock, he then stepped back for sulina to answer to then look to him.
"Type?"
"Could I......"
Type then made a hard face.
Sulina looked him over.
"Could you what?"
Type made a really hard face has he thought.
Training and hard, tharn then was to an ice bath to help his sore muscles to have his head lifted back to be eyeing the ceiling to then move his head to the side to hate he kept thinking about type.
Tharn signed to loll his head forward to eye up.
Why are you so fucking stubborn type! Just show me your fucking back!
Tharn rolled his eyes to place his hand to his eyes to rub.
This is not where my mind needs to be. Just a few weeks and we have to fight.
Tharn took in a very deep breathe to continue to rub his eyes.
Maybe this is for the best, type and I taking a break. Maybe this needs to continue until after the tournament. I need to get my mind straight and not keep thinking of him.
Tharn gritted his teeth has he kept thinking about type, he then took his hand off his eyes to then get up to go to the shower to take a very hot one, it did wonder to his muscles, he stood there to have his arms to the wall to have his head hung to look down.
I need to get my mind in the game but.......ugh, fuck it!
Tharn then showered quickly to leave to go to his room.
Entering he then stopped to the door frame to widen his eyes to quickly move in to close the door to lock to eye the action to groan .
"What are you doing here!" He said in irritation.
Type sat to the edge of the bed to be looking at his hands that we're cupped to furrow his brow to sign.
"Guess got my answer. Should have stayed with him then!"
Tharns eyes widened to turn to look to type with anger.
"What are you talking about!"
Type looked up to straighten himself to then get up to eye him up and down.
"Go to hell!"
Type then started towards the window to try to leave for tharn to go to him and fast to grab him by his wrist to twirl him to push him and hard to the wall to then place his hands to his throat to grip for type to place his hands to his wrists for the other to eye with anger.
"Damn you type! Tell me! What are you talking about!?"
"Not your business! Not anymore! Screw you!"
Type then kneed tharn to the stomach to get out of his hold to turn for tharn to go to type to place his body to his to wrap his arms about has type struggled and hard.
"No! Let me go!"
"You better not have done what I think you did!"
Type kept squirming to place his hands to his arms to try and get away.
"Fuck! Let me go!!!"
Tharn rolled his eyes to then go back to then accidentally flop to the bed, for type to get the advantage to get out of his hold to then turn for them to wrestle with the other.
"I said let go!"
Tharn made a hard face to keep wrestling type for them to then start to slow down there movements to then eye down has they were both hard, rubbing there hard members against the others to then look to the other questionably.
What will happen next?