contract

the date

A week passed and type was on the final day of the contract. Peering his eyes to the side, it was 6 at night on Sunday. Looking back, he stood before the full length mirror looking himself over.
I can not believe you are going on this date with your bosses son. You are some kind of idiot.
Shaking his head, type turned to walk to his side table to retrieve a condom to look at it.
Tonight.....will be the last of the contract and time for me to move on.
Type signed heavily to place the condom in his back pocket feeling a bit bad about it.
He was planning to have a one night stand with this boy.
Taking a deep breathe, he grabbed his phone to place it to his front pocket to then turn, heading out.
Going down, he already called a taxi so it was there waiting for him.
In, type looked out the window going to the restaurant the kid asked him to go to, watching the things outside blur passed.
Mmm, you don't have to have a one night stand though. Let's just see where this goes. I don't even know if i have any feelings for him. I find him quite annoying, took him forever to fall into line but he is a good worker. Just don't understand that other who keeps looking at me weird when he goes to see him. Wonder what that is about?
Type shrugged, the taxi stopped and he paid to leave.
Standing before the building, type took a deep breathe in.
This will be the end of it type. No more tharn. Move on from him. Stop being in love with that jackass. Let this maybe become something.
Nodding, he walked in to see mr. Kril right away. He was beaming.
Type slightly smiled to then sit.
"Thank you so much for coming mr. Quiro."
"Mmm i think when we are like this you can call me by my first name. No need to be formal."
He nodded.
"Please call me by mine. Sunti."
Type smiled.
For the first half, they talked about work and the new client type had pulled in. Then the second after eating a bit and drinking they started to talk a bit in a serious manner."
"So.....i dont want to ruin the mood but, what is going on between you and mr. Varmino?"
Type leaned back to take a deep breathe in to peer his eyes down. He took out his phone to see the time.
It was 8.
4 more hours to go.
He placed it back.
Type looked to sunti.
"Mmm we're having some problems. You and the office can see that. I'll tell you more about it later. So.....can i ask....why did you ask me out?"
Sunti smiled.
"Type.....I've never had any one talk to me the way that you did a few months ago. Because i am my father's son, everyone let's me get away with anything. I do not like it just has those around me do not, sadly i kind of fell into it. I'm working on myself, i know i am a capable worker that needs to stop riding on my dad's coat tails."
Type smiled.
"Well, that's good. You were a bit self entitled."
Sunti chuckled to bring up a glass of water to consume. He then placed it down to look at type.
"That i was but i know i am so Much more. I....also type.....really like you."
Type straightened up in his chair. He still didn't know how he felt about this boy.
He was 2 years younger, his bosses kid, a bit entitled, but he has really turned it around. Sunti is a bit cute i give him that.
Type gulped. Give him a chance.
Darting his eyes type took a deep breathe in to place his hand over his. Sunti looked to it Then to type with surprise.
"How..... about we...."
Then they both looked to the side has tharn was they're with types wrist in his hand, he had grabbed it, gripping it in a bit of anger. Types eyes narrowed.
Sunti looked to type then to tharn to gulp.
Tharn looked to type in anger to then grab him up to pull him along.
Sunti sat there confused and not knowing really what to do.
To the alley,type took his arm back looking to tharns back. They both breathed heavily.
"You have some fucking nerve to be here! How did you even know we'd be here! What the...."
Types eyes widen,tharn had turned to place his hands to either side of types face to pull it towards him to place his lips to his.
Bringing up his hands type placed them to tharns chest to push him off then brought back his arm to give him a good hard punch.
Tharns face went sideways. Type breathed heavily,slightly bent looking to tharn in rage.
"What the hell is the matter with you! How could you dare lay your fucking lips onto mine! You sick bastard!"
Tharn brought a hand up to whip the blood from his mouth to look to the side.
"Have.....you've forgotten the rules of the contract type! Do not see others....what the hell is this?"
Type scoffed to lean back eyeing him.
"We have 4 more hours of it you jackass! It no longer matters! Now leave me alone! I want nothing more to do with you! Stay out of my life! In 4 more hours i can do what i please with anyone!"
Type went passed tharn to stop,his eyes darted.
"I.....love you type. I made a horrible mistake. I chose that deceitful bitch over you......i am so sorry! So very sorry! You can not believe how sorry i am. I love you!"
Type hung his head to ball his fists.
Tharn turned to see types back, shaking a bit.
"You.......have no fucking right...... to say those words too me tharn! No right at all! I.....don't want to have anything to do with you. Go back to runta!"
"Type......there is no more runta.....she.....went back to Australia...."
Type scoffed.
"Well good for her. Now Tharn....go to hell!"
Type took a step forward to stop again,to breathe shallowly to slowly turn eyeing tharn.
"What?"
Tharn gritted his teeth.
"I.....found out the real reason she.....left. Type.....runta....was pregnant."
Types eyes widen.