(On Hold) A Mellifluous Melody || TharnType || MewGulf (18+)

Chapter Seven

"What the hell was that? Huh? Why the fuck do I have to listen to his shit when. I have nothing to do with him or anything!" Type mumbled to himself in clear frustration while sipping his soda.

Techno looked at him wanting to ask what caused his best friend to be in such annoyance and rage, but he was dead ass scared to even open his mouth.

"Should I ask him or no? Gosh! I don't want to die early at such a young age! I haven't even had my first kiss yet." No whispered to himself.

"What the fuck you mumbling about? Huh?" Type asked irritated as his 'mental cursing' was disrupted by No's whispers.

"Ehhh....W-well uh-um...what happened to you? Why do you look so damn pissed as though you've seen your husband cheating on you with his ex?" Asked No while frantically sipping his drink and avoiding Type's venomous glares.

This shit really knows how to step on the wrong nerve without knowing. Type said in his mind.

"Nothing. Just some random asshole came up to me accusing me that I stole his boyfriend."

This information was enough to make No choke on his drink. He laughed frantically in between his choking and that action earned him a head-slap from Type.

"The fuck you laughing at? Huh!?"

"Sorry bro! It's just way too funny knowing someone likes you. Haha."

"Shut up before I spoon out your eyeballs bitch!"
"Wahhhh! Can you ever be gentle Ai Type? I so damn pity your future partner. God bless his soul." Said no gesturing the cross sign.

"Gentle with you? Over my dead body and about my future partner, we just need to see how it turns out. Now shut up and eat before we get kicked out of our class for being late." Said Type.

Meanwhile....

The tall figure creeped out of the bathroom and leaned on the door, recalling what he just witnessed.

He let out a sly smirk followed by his malicious laughter being echoed throughout the dark and empty room.

"Well I wasn't expecting this kind of information. Thank you Tar. It's surely about to get interesting after a while." He said brushing his fingers through his hair.

He then exited the room, locking the door behind him and swirling the key in his finger while whistling walking through the corridor.

In class

"Pteridophytes are vascular plants that disperse spores and because they produce neither flower nor seeds, they are sometimes referred to as "cryptogams"-

"Type! The fuck you daydreaming about? Huh?" Said No whisper yelling to Type. Gaining no attention, he decided to resort to his ultimate weapon.

He pinched Type with all his might on his thigh.
"The fuck!" Yelled Type drawing everyone's attention to the noise but he was fast enough to duck his head and cover his mouth to avoid being noticed.

He gave a death glare to No and moved his thumb towards his neck imitating the "slicing of the neck" gesture which send shivers through No's spine and he immediately regretted his previous action. Luckily he was safe "for the moment" as Type's attention deviated towards his phone because of the notification on his phone screen.