THARNTYPE ONE SHOTS

Episode 7 Part I: Welcome home gift

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Type hurried down the hallway of the apartment building. He was breathing hard and stood outside the door to calm down and breathe normally. He didn't want Tharn to think he was eager to see him or anything. 

He opened the door and threw his bag on the couch. "Tharn, I'm back!" he called out. He expected Tharn to come out of the bathroom with a smile, but all that greeted him was silence. 

His smile faded a bit. Truthfully, he had missed Tharn so much. Three weeks had been too damn long. He pulled out his phone and texted Tharn. "I'm back in Bangkok." 

Type threw his phone on the couch and went to his bag. He had bought something special near his house in Phang-an. He held up the white shirt with the pair of boxers underneath and cocked his head thoughtfully. He smirked. "Hurry back, Tharn".

************* Tharn ***************

His family's voices quickly faded into the background as Tharn quickly opened the message from Type. "I'm back in Bangkok." Suddenly, his heart felt like bursting from happiness. Every cell in his body seemed to be calling out for his lover and his feet seemed to soar towards the front door as he called an absentminded goodbye to his family.

"Wait, Tharn," P'Thorn called. "San was hoping to see you."

"Like I have the freaking time. Not even the devil himself could stop me from getting out of here." But Tharn didn't say that out loud. He took up his car keys from the coffee table. "Tell him I'll see him next time. Bye, na. I don't know when I'll be back." No use giving his family hope that they'll see him again this week. He planned to spend it all with Type. They only had ten days until school was back on. 

Tharn called Type as soon as he left the house. The phone rang and rang but he never picked up. Tharn cursed every car in his way as he navigated Bangkok traffic. The whole time he tried to contact Type to let him know he'll be a little late, but Type never picked up. 

After what seemed like an entire lifetime, he finally got home. His leg shook with impatience as he waited for the elevator. The neighbors must have thought his feet were on fire as he left the elevator on his floor and walked quickly down the hallway. He entered the apartment and looked towards the bathroom when the door opened. 

The sight that greeted him made him smile inwardly. "Is he seducing me?" Tharn thought to himself as he walked to face Type. 

Type smirked at Tharn's expression. Tharn looked like he didn't know up from down.   He approached Tharn and smiled. "You're late."

"Am I really late?" Tharn asked with a smile as he looked down at Type's long legs. God, I can't wait to wrap those around me, He thought. 

Type was so close to Tharn he could feel his body heat. God, he'd missed him. "Yes. I thought you would come as soon as I texted you."

Tharn's eyes traveled up to Type's face and took in his clean skin and shiny hair. " I tried to call many times, but you didn't pick up. And I'm not a dog who runs to his owner as soon as he gets home."

Type cracked a smile. "Oh, you're not?" he teased. Tharn got closer to him and suddenly it got a little hard for Type to breathe.  

"Not a dog," Tharn said his teeth flashing white in a wide smile "but your boyfriend." Tharn looked down and gripped Type's white shirt. He knew it was new and it was turning him on. The long shirt with short boxers and Type's long legs on display screamed "fuck me". 

"What is this?" Tharn asked gazing at Type's eyes. Although, he already knew the answer. Type's answering smile made his heart beat faster and his cock spring to attention in his pants.