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Weaving and moving, type was to the punching bag to be really hitting it to then move back to breathe and hard to then turn his head a bit to then grab it his phone from his back pocket to eye over the number to be confused, he then placed his phone to his ear.
"Hello?"
Type darted his eyes has he heard silence.
He then took in a deep breathe.
"Um..... Hello.... Who's this?"
Type placed his free hand to his hip to continue to dart his eyes about he then made a face, he then turned his head to look everywhere to then eye down.
"Tharn?"
Types eyes widened has he heard a gasp to then take his phone from his ear to then eye over it.
Who the hell was that!?
Type rolled his eyes to then place his phone back to then go back to hitting the bag.
The doctor started to breathe heavily has he sat down to his chair to shake his head, musme was in front of him to eye to have taken away that phone.
"You are just full of surprises. Should have known you were up to something when you actually felt me up this morning."
Chakri rolled his eyes to turn his head to look to the side.
Musme eyed over him to then look down to go to the phone to then read the number to sign .
"Why did you call my nephew?"
Chakri then turned his head to look to musme.
"I want to go back. This is enough foolishness."
Musme signed to then break the phone to throw it to the side to then eye.
"Think you and I need to go on vacation. Get far from this shit."
Chakri looked over him to then stand to wrap his arms about himself.
"Do you even care about your nephew?"
Musme then looked over chakri.
"Don't even know the kid. I care more about you. There is a war coming and we are not going to be involved."
Chakri signed to then walk away for him to hit his shoulder to musme has he passed for him to turn to watch him leave.
"Fucking coward! I hate you! Hate being anywhere near you!"
Musme flexed his jaw to then turn to then eye the broken phone to shake his head.
God damnit!
After punching, type was to his room, after he took a shower, to be laying down in his towel, to be eyeing over his phone.
Who called me? What was that about? Why didn't they say anything? Hmm.....
Type then looked over a text message from tharn who gave him an address.
Type rolled his eyes to then type back.
Type: not today.
Tharn: you've been saying that for quite awhile, meet me there.
Type: I said not today.
Tharn: that is not an option. Meet me there.
Type sat up to eye over that text to sign to then message back with a bit of anger.
Type: I don't want to do those fucking useless injections anymore and I don't want to keep having sex! We have two more months, and we have gotten no where, so no, not today!
Type read and reread to then press sent to turn off his phone to turn to his side to wrap his arms about.
I'm so sick of this. Nothing but my body to him. I know with the injections he is just trying to help, but they are not working, they are just a waste of time, and I'm tired of just having sex, without any real communication. God, I'm a boy and horny too but we don't have a lot of time left and ugh!
Type then went to his back to place his hands over his eyes to rub.
He then sat up to place his hands behind him.
Only two months left, 8 more weeks, how can he be so calm about this? Does he already have a plan? Is it what I'm thinking of? God! Why can't this prick just tell me he loves me and.....
Types eyes widened to then make a hard face to turn his head to furrow his brow.
That...... Is never going to happen...... Tharn will always have a wall over his heart, I get it, love broke my family, has it did with his but....... What does he really feel for me?
Type then curled his hands into fists to either side to grit his teeth and hard.
I....... Have walls too...... Been broken and beaten too.......but I want love......I know there has to be another side of it, a side that won't hurt.......I want tharn to tell me he loves me, I..... Want to run away with tharn, to leave this stupid pathetic family behind, want to have a life with him, a..... Family.....a real one...... Want that so very bad..... But...... Is that what he wants?
Types eyes darted for him to slowly move them down to then sign has he heard loud foot steps coming towards him.
"You never seem to really listen to me, do you type?"
Type then turned his head to look over tharn who was to the side of him to then stop for all his anger to leave him to eye over type confused for him to eye over him the same..
"What?"
Tharn took in a deep breathe to then place his back pack down to then go further closer to type to then sit to place his hand to his cheek to use his thumb to wipe away a tear, types eyes widened, he didn't even know he was crying..
"What happened? Who did this to you?"
Type signed to then place his hand over his to then close his eyes to feel his warmth. Tharn looked over him to stay seated next to him to eye over to remain silent.
"Type......."
Type took in a very deep breathe to open his eyes to look over him.
"Can you..... Just not be mad at me, and just..... Lay with me and hold me? Please?"
Tharn darted his eyes over him to then let type go to then stand next to him to take off his jacket to place to the side to then go back to type to move him down for them to be to there sides for him to wrap his arms about to comfort, type looked down to see his fingers moving over him..
"Tharn?"
"Hmm?"
"After...... Can there be no punishment?"
Tharn couldn't help but to laugh to then hold him closer to go to his ear.
"Yeah....... That is not going to happen. Let's not think about that right now. Let's just..... Stay like this."
Type smiled to then move in there embrace for tharn to eye down with a giant smile to then kiss at his forehead for them to fall asleep.