The next week was a bit frustrating for type. Tharn went back to work barly coming home. What type didn't know was tharn initiated His new plan to get type to fully come into the realization of them being a couple.
Friday morning type woke up early getting dressed while tharn looked up to him.
"Type i might not be home tonight."
Type twitched but it was becoming the norm.
"You don't have to tell me that. Its not like were a couple. Do has you wish."
He said in frustration.
Turning around he bent his body to the bed getting his jacket.
Straightening up he put it on. Then he left without looking at tharn who had kept his eyes on his retreating back.
"So fucking stubborn. Guess I'm going to have to go a bit further today."
He gritted his teeth taking his phone from the night stand he looked down to text.
Type at work he was deep in thought.
Why did you say that type?
By direct definition of the word "couple" that is exactly what you two are.
Type shook his head.
Damn it stop fighting it.
The past week type came to the realization they were in fact a couple. He was tharns and he needed to stop fighting against it.
Then a slow smile crossed his face.
He wouldn't fight anymore.
When he got home he was going to ask tharn to be his boyfriend.
Everything they've been through type knew in his heart tharn wouldn't leave him.
Type then anxiously waited for work to be done so he could go home to his tharn.
After work he sat in the car wearing a smile.
Getting out he went straight to the kitchen to freeze there were two sets of glasses.
His eyes narrowed one had a lip stick stain on it.
He wouldn't. Would he?
Type knew where he would be if he was home.
Turning around he went to the computer lab walking quickly.
Type hesitated in front of the door.
Tharn never closed it.
Taking a big deep breathe he opened it to shake to his core.
There was a Woman and she was bent down kissing tharn on the lips.
Unknown to type, tharns plan was for type to see them flirting then he would confess but the woman kissed him to his disgust.
Type saw red but she wasent a guy.
Gritting his teeth he walked quickly to them pulling the two apart.
She stumbled back has type took his place in front of tharn who made a " oh shit" face.
Type breathed heavily in and out.
"This is my man! Get your lips off of him! Leave!"
He shouted at her.
She flinched but she left. The woman didn't know tharn was that way.
Type stood there fuming.
Tharn took a breathe in then pushed himself off from his chair to stand behind type putting his hand to his shoulder.
He needed to tell him that was nothing but an accident that he did not enjoy.
Type brought his hand up and grabbed tharns hard. Turning around he pushed him hard making Him fall down.
He looked up at type.
Tears were falling down his face.
Tharn froze.
"You are a piece of shit tharn! What the hell is wrong with you! I'm sick of seeing you kiss other people! I'm over it!"
He whipped the tears off and turned to the door pacing away.
Tharn just sat frozen.
Gulping he got up quick to try and find type.
The first place he looked was his bedroom but he saw his dresser opened.
All of types clothes were gone.
Then his head turned to the side looking to types room.
His door was closed.
Tharn went to it to find it locked.
He took out a lock pick from his back pocket opening the door to freeze.
Type had turned around and in his hand was his suitcase.
"Type listen."
Type stepped to tharn to punch him in the face.
Tharns head went to the side. He was dazed.
Type stood in front of him looking straight at him.
"I am done tharn! My heart can't take it anymore. I don't know if this is another one of your plans but I'm done with your manipulation."
Tharn gritted his teeth to look at type in anger.
"Maybe i wouldnt have to sink this low if you actually came to terms with reality."
"What reality?!"
"That you and i have been a couple for almost a year."
"Not anymore."
Tharn shook.
"What?"
"I'm leaving tharn. I don't want to be with you anymore."
"Type?" He said sullenly.
He tried to take a step forward but type took a step back.
"You resort to these types of manipulation and i cant take it. I need to know what is real."
"We're real." Tharn whimpered.
"I dont think so."
Tharns head cocked to the side in denial.
"Tharn since we got back into each other's lives you've knocked me out, drugged me, forced me and manipulated me. You need to let me go. I need to figure out if this love i feel is real."
"What are you wanting type? I cant undo the past."
"Just has i said. Let me go. "
Tharn looked down, tears overflowed
Then he moved to the side.
Types lips parted.
Closing his eyes he took a deep breathe.
Type went Around tharn walking quickly out the front door. Tears rolled down his face has he left tharn.
Tharn couldn't feel anything.
He fell to the floor on his knees looking forward.
Tharn was a broken man.
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the mark
Fanfictiontype a mercenary went through the academy with his friend turned lover but after a disagreement they parted 5 years pass and type is hired to kill Just to find out its his past lover tharn. one mistake leads him down can they get back to each other...