TharnType: Honeymoon

V. The Room

The two finally reached their room. Type entered first followed by Tharn. An uneasy feeling, one that was suffocating, welcomed them, nothing but silence.

Tharn was about to open his mouth when Type suddenly rushed to the bathroom and closed the door. Downhearted, Tharn sat on the bed and cupped his face with both of his hands

"I'Tharn, why can't you control yourself", He thought to himself

Every time they argued, their relationship becomes a rubber band, they stretched out. As they thought their relationship was progressing, they bounce back, returning to where they previously stood. They planned the trip to have fun, what they got was a fight. 

Tharn was shuddering on the bed, anxious and willing to do everything just to fix things with Type. As the thoughts of Type telling him that to breakup started to form in his mind, Tharn's eyes started to tear up...

*Creak* The bathroom door opens

Tharn slowly lifts his head looking at source of the sound ending up staring at a silhouette of a man. It was the man he completely goes crazy with, Type. He was leaning on the bathroom door with his hands folded. Type was staring at him with a smirk on his face

Tharn eyes slowly travelled down Type's body and noticed that he was wearing nothing except for a long sleeve polo. His jaw dropped. 

Type smirked, "What's with the face?"

Tharn stood up and slowly made his way towards Type standing infront of Type.

Type, lifted his hand and wiped the tear on Tharn's face, "Crybaby"

Tharn tried to suppress his tears, but the emotions he felt that time were too much to handle. Tears started to travel down his face

Type then placed his foreahead on Tharn's as he continuosly wiped the tears streaming down his lover's face 

"Stop crying or else I won't let you have me"

Tharns eyes grew big. His tears stopped dropping. 

"But I thought you we--", Type placed his finger on Tharn's lips shutting him

Type then leaned close to Tharn's ear and whispered,

"I never said that we can't do it in private"

A smirk formed on Type's face 

Tharn was the one who always made the first move, but this time, it was the other way around. Although Type looked innocent, he knew how to get Tharn pumped

Type then started licking Tharn's skin then softly nibbled Tharn's ear. He slowly progressed  down towards Tharn's neck landing kisses on his skin.

Tharn tilted his head giving Type more space to consume. Type noticed this and planted more kisses on his neck, subtly sucking Tharn's skin. Tharn softly moaned as Type's hot breath mingled with his skin

"Type.."

Hearing Tharn moan made Type more aroused, He then leisurely kissed and sucked on Tharn's neck, leaving pale marks on his skin, making his way up to Tharn's lips until both of their lips locked. 

Type slowly pulled away as both of their eyes opened. As their eyes met, two pairs of dark orbs locked on each other. 

"Phom Rak Khun", Type whispered

It was at these moments that those words meant alot. Type kept on telling Tharn to not say those words often as it'll lose its meaning. At that moment, Tharn realized how meaningful those words were. They were words of security, words of love and words of trustl; Words that sparked passion, words of lust.