Tharntype oneshots

Sick Day (Tharn)

The alarm was blaring through the small bedroom, its offensive noise echoing off the gray walls. Type groaned his brows furrowing in annoyance at the irritating beeping. He rolled over to face his boyfriend bringing his arm up to slap tharn's arm.

"Tharn turn off your alarm." He groaned as he buried his face in his pillow. The beeping hadn't ceased so he called again gently pushing tharn's body with his foot.

"Tharn! Your alarm!" gulf groaned loudly annoyed with tharn's failure to stop the sound.

Type rose up off the pillow with an angry expression. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes looking at the clock on the bed side table.

6:00 AM

"Jesus Christ Tharn why do set an alarm if you aren't gonna wake up..." type grumbled as he reached over the sleeping male and smacked the top of the clock to stop it's beeping. He sat up next to Tharn and shook his shoulder to wake him.

"Tharn, it's time for class." Type waited for tharn's eyes to open but he stayed asleep. Type growled annoyed before shaking his boyfriend more vigorously earning a low groan from the taller.

"come on Tharn, don't be a dick." Type crawled on top of Tharn his arms crossed in irritation. He leaned down and brushed tharn's dark bangs out of his face revealing his face which type noticed looked a little paler than usual. He observed his lover's features seeing red ringing his eyes and nose and an aggressive rose dawning his cheeks. Type's expression changed and he placed his hand on tharn's forehead feeling the warmth radiating off his skin.

Type quickly got off of Tharn and moved to sit beside him on the edge of the bed. He placed his hand around tharn's face and neck feeling the sweat that beaded on his warm ivory skin.

"shit." He said out loud as he ran to the kitchen. He opened the drawer by the sink and fished out a package of pills and a thermometer before pouring Tharn a glass of water. He came back to the bedroom and placed the items on the nightstand before he rushed into the bathroom. He grabbed a washcloth and soaked it in cool water also filling a small bowl with the water and bringing it to Tharn.

He sat next to his boyfriend gently shaking his shoulder.

"Tharn? Can you wake up for me?" he spoke in an uncharacteristically gentle tone as he tried to wake his ill lover.

He felt Tharn shift uncomfortably under his touch and apart of his heart broke for him. He scooted closer placing one hand behind tharn's head and the other behind his back. He gently lifted the other male upright placing him against the headboard propping his pillow behind his head.

Tharn peeled his eyes open finding it incredibly hard to do so. His eyes felt heavy and his head was pounding.

"Tharn? Can you hear me?" he heard his beloved type's voice near him. He gave all his strength to give a small nod, his whole body feeling weak.

"you have a fever Tharn, I need you to take these okay?" type held the two blue pills in his palm holding the glass of water in his other hand. He gently placed the pills in tharn's mouth and tilted the glass of water into his mouth, a steady hand stabilizing tharn's head.

Tharn swallowed the pills painfully, his throat dry and sore.

He felt type place the cold tip of the thermometer under his tongue and waited for it to beep. When it did, he removed it and gasped when he saw the number.

"Jesus Tharn, 102 is pretty high... okay, I need to get the fever down." Type said to himself knowing Tharn probably wasn't listening.

He placed the thermometer on the nightstand and dipped the washcloth into the water ringing it out back into the bowl. He leaned over Tharn and began to softly wipe down his face and neck with the cloth.