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did you forget...

Type was brushing his teeth frantically in tines bathroom. A week had passed and he did everything for tine. He made him all his meals, drove tine everywhere, helped him with his homework and did anything he asked except sleep in his bed.
Tine came in fully clothed to wrap his arms around types torso placing his head on his shoulder.
Type breathed in. He still didn't feel anything romantically for tine. It fueled types depression and the need to make it up too him.
Hanging his head he spat.
" You know type...you can sleep in my bed tonight. I worry about my couch."
Type put his tooth brush back and turned to wrap his arms around tines neck to fake happiness.
"I'm fine on the couch. Im just not ready yet. I know if I'm that close too you, we might..."
Tine nodded
"No rush."
Type slightly smiled and kissed tine on the cheek.
Parting type went to make breakfest leaving a frustrated tine in the bathroom.
Once finished type plated. They both sat.
Tine looked down to swirl his food about.
"So type...when will you first take the serum?"
Type looked up with food in his mouth. Swallowing hard.
"In 3 days. Ill have everything set up before i administrate it. You...are okay to help me right? If not i can stay at the clinic."
Tine shook his head.
"No....i want you to be here. Can you tell me why your doing this again?"
Type looked down to take a deep breathe.
"I told you. I....don't like my vampiric side." Type gritted his teeth. It was a half truth.
Tine signed.
"I have class i need to go. Thank you for breakfest."
Tine got up to step to type kissing him on the forehead.
Type watched him go.
Taking in a deep breathe type shoved his food away to place his arms over his chest shaking his head.
He felt horrible. Type Hated himself for allowing what happened between him and tharn. He hated himself that he was not feeling anything romantically or physically for tine. Type was also annoyed that some how eveytime he went to school he would find a note on his locker from tharn telling him his number and to call him.
Type closed his eyes.
The only thing he could be some what happy about, if he could feel that emotion fully, was he passed his physical and he would in 3 day time become human.
Type gulped.
He was getting a bit worried and nervous about it.
Getting up type had to go to class.
"You do this. Everything gets better. He will go away type."
Types heart sank when he thought that way.
Shaking his head he gathered his backpack and left.
At school he rolled his eyes.
At his locker there was a note.
Looking around he grabbed it roughly down to look at it with his head cocked to the side.
Type: its been a week half breed. Don't. Ignore. Me.
Then he listed a number.
Type shook his head. What are we 16 again? What are you going to do?
Types eyes widen when he remembered the punishment.
Tharn wouldn't dare.
This was one of the many reasons he was staying at tines. He knew tharn would not follow.
Gulping he crumpled the paper in his hand.
Placing his back pack inside he grabbed a few books then left throwing the paper in the trash.
By lunch type had to relieve himself.
After he was at the sink washing his hands trying not to think.
His ears perked up, lips parted He kept his eyes down.
Oh for the love of...
Type had heard the door lock click.
Keeping his eyes down he reached to the side to get a paper towel to dry his hands.
"You've... Been ignoring me type. Thought you learned not to do that. Or did you forget?"
Type took a deep breathe still not looking up.
Tossing the paper towel to the side he placed his hands to the edge of the sink, head still hung, eyes still down.
"What...do you want?"
Tharns head cocked to the side, eyes narrowed.
He pushed himself from the door to walk himself to stand behind type.
Type squeezed his eyes shut.
Don't you dare tharn! Not here! Don't you fucking dare!
They stood there while the minutes passed. Type cocked his head slightly to the side. The bell went off.
"I....i need to go back to class. You need to leave. Your kind..."
Type then straightened up opening his eyes.
Looking in the mirror tharn was gone.
Types eyes darted while he brought up his arm to retrieve whatever tharn placed on his back.
Retrieving it, it was another note. This one made type shiver.
Type: meet me tomorrow at the maple cafe at noon. If not i think its high time i introduce myself to your human. Don't. Ignore.me!
Types heart raced and he looked up at the mirror breathing hard.
His eye brows furrowed in anger. With his one hand he crumpled the paper in that anger.
"Fuck!"