ROYALE

Chapter 28

A/N:
When I say they love each other, they really love each other.

Sorry for the angst, okay? I'll make it up to you now.

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Type was getting ready since the chauffeur his Father sent had been waiting for him downstairs. He came to this mansion only bringing himself so he would leave without bringing anything with him.

Well, he was lying if he didn't want to bring anything with him. To be very honest he wanted to bring Tharn with him but it was impossible since Tharn didn't want him like he wanted Tharn.

He was drying his hair while blankly staring at his own reflection in the mirror. He saw Tharn came into the room with red eyes. Tharn approached him and took the hairdryer off his hand. And Type let Tharn blew his hair with hairdryer instead.

It was good to have Tharn softly caressed him like this. He could feel the fingers which he liked so much combing between his hair strands as Type closed his eyes.

Tears started to roll down his cheeks. He felt Tharn's hand trembled against his scalp and something dropped on it. He flung his eyes opened only to see the reflection of him and Tharn who was shedding tears like himself.

"Tharn...?" Soft voice that came from Type only made the other guy sobbed harder. Type took the hairdryer and put it off. He brought Tharn to kneeled between his thighs as he helped the other guy to wipe away the streaming tears.

Type shed more tears as he asked, "What's wrong...? Why are you crying...?"

Normally Tharn would kiss and hug him whenever Type was crying. He wanted to repay back the good deeds Tharn had given to him, but he wasn't sure the other guy liked that because....

Because simply he didn't want him anymore.

"Are you hurt somewhere?" Type carefully asked. "Do you want me to get you water?" He added as he got up from his seat.

But Tharn pulled him down to sit back on the chair. "My heart hurts..." Tharn mumbled and he planted his face to Type's legs. "I take it back... Don't go... I... I promise I won't touch you if it's not necessary.... Please stay by my side..." He rambled.

Type was confused so he tilted Tharn's face to look at him. He lifted his brows, "What are you talking about...?"

Wasn't Tharn the one who wanted to get rid of him?

Tharn placed his palms above Type's hands. "I love you, Type... I will do anything to help you get better... Just... Just stay please... I can't take it if I can't see you.... I will treat you better... I will show you love in different ways, it doesn't have to be touching, kissing, and—,"

Type had stopped Tharn's ramble by pulling him into his hug. Tharn cried against his stomach. He sobbed harder when Type tightened his arms around Tharn. He didn't forget to stroke Tharn's spine.

"I thought you're disgusted by me..." He mumbled as he placed his chin above Tharn's head.

Tharn shook vigorously in his embrace, "N-No... I..."

"Ssshhhh... I get it, Tharn. You love me and don't want me to go?" Type curved a smile while asking that. His cheeks started to get hot.

His doubt and sadness had evaporated. Only warm feelings started to engulf him. Tharn wanted him as much as he wanted Tharn. That was enough for him as long as Tharn loved him for who he was.

"Thank you for loving me the way I am... Even when I'm—," Tharn had covered Type's lips with his palm to stop him talking.

He knew what Type was about to say, "If you say that word once again I will seriously get mad at you.." He threatened the younger guy.