Tharntype oneshots

Pain

Tharn was walking down an empty street, coming from buying dinner from the market. He whistled to himself as the plastic bag swung by his thigh. He smiled widely to himself as he pictured his boyfriend, how angry his eyes get when he teased him, his vulgar language everytime tharn speaks to him. It made his stomach flutter with butterflys. He turned a corner heading towards his condo building when he was suddenly thrown against a wall.

He dropped the bag and felt his head smack against the rough bricks. He blinked before tilted his head up to face his attacker.

"Tum!" Tharn yelled as tums angry expression faced him. "What are you doing here!?" Tharn demanded.

"You dont get to ask questions P'tharn! You hurt my brother. Do dont get to walk away from that." He was fuming, his face was red and his fists were clenched tightly.

"For the last time tum, I didn't hurt Tar! It was---"
Tharn was cut off by a powerful punch to the jaw.

"Shut up!" Tums voice echoed.down the alley. "I didnt ask for excuses!" He yelled before punching tharn again. Tharn reached up and wiped blood from his mouth with his fingers. The pain in the back of his head starting to become unbearable.

"Please p'tum, don't do this, you know very well that Tar was blackmailed!" Tharn tried to yell but his headache wouldnt let him.

Tum growled before grabbing tharns shirt collar with both hands.

"You can say that all you want but I know what you did and I know youre blaming Lhong to save your own ass!" Tum spit in tharns face before kneeing him several times In the stomach causing tharn to fall to the ground.

"Dont ever come near my brother or me again you understand? Or it wont just be me teaching you a lesson." Tum warned as he stepped over tharns limp body and walked away.

Tharn layed on the damp street feeling dizzy from the Blows to the head and feeling ill from the knees to the stomach. He struggled to stand but he knew he needed to get home to Type. He limped back to the condo, feeling worse with every step. He got hit with a wave of dizziness as he oressed the elevator button.
As he stepped In the elevator, he couldnt help but begin to cry. He placed his hand over his face and clenched his teeth to keep from making noise as tears streamed down his face.

He finally reached his apartment and opened the door.

Type was sitting on the couch watching a soccer match when he heard the door knob turn. He was about to scold tharn for being late but stopped when he heard tharn sniffling. He turned towards the entryway and ran to tharn when he saw his state.

"Tharn! Tharn whats wrong? What happened?!" Type panicked when he saw his crying boyfriends face. Blood streaming from his nose, a bruise on his jaw, his hands clutching his stomach tightly, and miserable tears falling down his face. Tharns breaths were short and Type was afraid he'd pass out.

Type wrapped his arms around tharns shoulders and led him into the living room, closing the door behind him.

"Tharn? Tharn, what happened to you!?" Type was clutching Tharns shirt awaiting an answer.

"Type...Type Please help me.." Tharns voice wavered as he began to fall forwards into Types arms.

Type held tharn closely, squeezing him as he felt tharn sob painfully into his shoulder.

"Tharn?!" Type had no idea how to help his boyfriend so he held him in his arms for almost an hour feeling a pain in his heart as tharns crys got worse.

After another ten minutes or so, tharns crying finally stopped. Type lifted tharn to look at him. He wiped tharns cheek with his thumb and placed his hand gently on his neck, brushing his ear with his thumb.

"Type..." Tharn said with a hoarse voice.

"What is it Tharn?" Type used a gentle tone, something he doesn't do very often.

"I got attacked by the market before I got home... That's why I was so late, I'm sorry."

Types brows furrowed. He gently shook tharns shoulder.

"You are seriously apologizing for this!?"
Tharn looked down and fiddled with the silver ring on his thumb.

"Please don't be angry." Tharn said softly which made Type relax a little bit.

"I'm not angry at you Tharn, im angry at whoever did this to you!" Type exclaimed.

"Did you know who they were?" Type asked.

Tharn nodded slightly.

Types eyes went wide.

"Who? Who was it Tharn?" Type ordered.

Tharn took a shaky breath.

"It was... P'Tum. He accused me of hurting Tar... He said that I forced L..Lhong to take the blame for me.." Tharns voice shook.

Type felt awful for Tharn. He knew how upset the whole situation with tar and lhong made him. He lost so many people who meant so much to him becuase of Lhong.

Type clenched his fist tightly wanting to track him down and beat him to a pulp.

"I'm sorry Tharn... Im so sorry that this happened to you." Type reached out and hugged tharn once more, but grew worried when tharn winced with pain.

"What's the matter? Are you hurting?" Tyoe questioned examining tharns body.

"I'm sorry Ai'Type, my Stomach is a little sore from the incident... He kneed me a few times..." Tharn admitted as he rubbed his abdomen.

"What!? Let me see!" Type demanded as he unbuttoned Tharns shirt.

He physically cringed at the bruises on Tharns perfect skin. He touched them gently, anger boiling inside him.

"Are you hurt anywhere else?" Type asked placing his shaking hand on Tharns cheek.

"Well, I hit my head a few times but the pain has subsided a bit." Tharn confessed subconciously rubbing the bump on his head.

"What!? Should we go to the hospital?" Type asked worried.

"No, no I'll be okay I just need some rest." Tharn said unsure if he was actually okay or not.

Type seemed unconvinced but respected his boyfriends wishes. Tharn took off his clothes and climbed into bed, the pain in his head returning.

He felt the bed dip beside him as type climbed under the blankets, wrapping his arms around tharns waist.

Tharn suddenly flipped over to face Type.

"Thank you ai'type."
Type looked confused.

"Why are you thanking me?"
"For helping me tonight..."
Type smiled at his boyfriend.
"There's no need to thank me Tharn, it's what a boyfriend should do."

Tharn smiled when he heard "boyfriend" come out of types mouth.
He scooted closer and pressed his forehead against Types.

" I love you" tharn said softly.
Type smiled as he exhaled.
"I love you too."