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are you a moron?

3 weeks flew by for the pair. Type had too tell zhan, when he texted, that they couldn't meet that month but maybe next. Tharn diligently looked into zhan but found nothing negative about him, from what he could find. However, he told type to let him meet with kris, first, so he could talk too him about there meet ups.
Type was a bit hesitant about that. With the knowledge tharn had told him about kris, type now knew zhan probably had to go through extreme lengths for there meet ups. He didn't know if he wanted tharn too say anything.
Besides that, type went too work and school, the two have been living in bliss.
By friday, working with dr. Qui. Type planned for the next morning too go see and talk to lamai. The talk with kris was next week and type knew now what too say and discuss with his mom. Type just hoped it would work.
"You've done great work. You should go home."
Type sat at the desk then nodded.
Walking out, he saw tharn leaned against the car, arms folded with a slight smirk.
Type gritted his teeth a bit. When they got home he had to break a promise.
Stepping to the car he got in. Tharn turned raising an eye brow. Shrugging, he got in.
Type was already buckled, lowering the car window.
Tharn buckled himself and started the car.
Type reached his hand over for them to intertwine.
A smirk spread across tharns face.
Type took a deep breathe.
I....hope you can forgive me for this tharn.
At home, type ate and drank, loads of blood.
Tharn was on the couch, with the lap top.
Type was in the kitchen washing the dishes looking down, with furrowed eye brows. He was starting to re think this plan.
Could tharn forgive you for this?
Type took a deep breathe in.
If i can talk to her and make her stop trying to break us up for what i am.....maybe there would be nothing for tharn to forgive.
Type nodded.
You can do this. For both of you.
Finishing, he washed and dried his hands.
Hesitating his body on the door frame he eyed tharn. Woofy slept in his bed in the corner.
Type smiled.
I.......really am in love with you tharn, i.....just want to continue us being in bliss.
Taking a deep breathe, type needed to over use the vampire.
Walking towards him, he stood to the side peering his eyes down.
Tharn typed quickly away, then his eyes darted between the computer and type.then they stopped on him, raising his eye brows.
Type smiled wide. He grabbed the computer, closing it to sit on top of tharn, wrapping his arms around.
Tharn instantly placed his hands too types waist.
"Mmm been a week.tharn."
Then he leaned his head down to place his lips onto tharns. He reciprocated in full without knowing types plan.
In bed, type breathed heavily. On top of tharns body, he turned his head, placing his chin on his chest peering his eyes up.
Type grimaced but it worked.
Tharn was in a sleep state.
Moving up, he gave him a brief kiss.
Parting, his eyes darted.
"I'm.....sorry Tharn. I love you. Please please don't be mad at me.
A bit sore and tired, type got up, to get dressed then grabbed the already written note to place it somewhere tharn could see it.
Hesitating in the door way, type took in a deep breathe. I'll....be home soon tharn.
"I love you."
Turning he left.
Several hours later tharn woke.
Darting his eyes, he sat up looking about.
"Type?"
Slightly leaning his head down he listened for a response or a heart beat.
His eyes narrowed.
Getting off the bed. He looked in the shower. Nothing.
Stepping to the dresser he saw a note.
Tharn got a bit mad.
Grabbing it his eyes widen.
Tharn: i....don't wish for you too meet up with kris. I've gone to your mother's to speak to her from my heart. I am.hoping she'll listen too me.  From this i am hoping she'll stop this immaturity and allow us too be. Please don't be mad. Please don't hate me. I love you. You have no idea how much. Should be home by tomorrow.
Type
A deep growl erupted from tharns chest.
"You....have got too be fucking kidding me type!"
Shaking his head, he got dressed.
On the phone, even though it pissed him off to do it, he called tine to get woofy for a few days. Going too his car he tried too start it but couldn't.
Out, he opened the hood to grit his teeth in anger. There was another note.
Tharn: I'm not stupid tharn. Do not come. Let me handle this.
Crumpling the note, he called a taxi.
You can not do this alone, you idiot!
In the taxi, tharn kept calling his mother too no avail. Gritting his teeth and hard He called kris.
"Why are you calling my...."
Then tharn heard shuffling in the background.
"Shhh, tharn?"
"Kris?"
"Why are you calling me?"
"Lamai has type....do you still reside with her?"
"No. Haven't in years. Why does she have him?"
"Doesn't matter.....how close are you to her house?"
"About a hundred miles why?"
"Are you in the position to get there? I'm a few hours away.....i don't trust this. Please kris."
Kris looked down to zhan, has he hovered over him, hand wrapped around his throat holding him down.
Zhan looked to him with narrowed eyes.
Kris remembered what lamai did too zhan, if she had type she would turn him fully.
"I can go. You owe big for this.... if anything happens to my..."
"It won't. Just get there. Please!"
Kris nodded.
Hanging up he got up quick too dress.
Zhan got up on his elbows eyeing kris.
"Where are you going?"
Dressed he looked to zhan.
"You will stay here. Our continuation of our relationship depends on you staying in this house. Understand?"
Zhans eyes widen.
"Is....there trouble?"
With speed kris hovered over zhan placing his arms to either side of his head.
There eyes darted.
"Stay here!"
He gave him a full kiss.
Parting, zhan laid on the bed looking to the ceiling confused, he complied.
In the taxi, tharn tried calling type to no avail.
Damn it type!!
In lamai's house, type looked weakly to the side, seeing his phone go off.
Lamai walked too the tray and picked the phone up seeing tharns name. She shook her head.
Lamai took.out his battery.
Type took a deep inhale.and moved his head weakly. He was tied to a table with his wrists being cut into. His blood dripped into pans at the side.
Lamai walked too type, eyes darted.
"Don't worry type....soon Yourll be a vampire....soon Yourll be with my son once more. Don't look so sad."
Type closed his eyes. I am such a fucking.....moron.
Tharn.....I'm so sorry....i....love you.