Another TharnType Story

New normal..

Life for the lovers had returned back to normal.....almost normal after coming home.

Type had rejoined the office to complete his internship while Tharn had resumed his work.

Only Thorn knew of Type's conditions in the office and thus monitored his work himself. Thorn tried to reason with himself that he was only helping Tharn take care of Type but if it was true, no one knew for sure...

Every day Thorn would make sure Type was being paid extra attention. He had limited the work load given to Type and was made to report to him directly. Special lunch menu was being ordered for Type making sure that all dietary regulations given by doctors were followed. The lunch period was spend by him with Thorn himself when they would talk, laugh and chat like old friends.

If the situation was any different Type would have been very uncomfortable with all the special attention given to him but he could understand P'Thorn taking care of him. No doubt being influenced by Tharn himself of course.

At home the situation was no different. Tharn had taken onto himself to complete all the household, chores and Type wasn't allowed to raise even a single finer.

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It was one night when Tharn told Type he would be leaving the town for few days to take care of things at work.

Tharn had worried himself over leaving Type all alone but it couldn't be avoided. On the contrary, the more work he finished now, he could have more time later on during the final months of Type's pregnancy. After thinking it over, he made all the plans and informed Type.

Tharn left early morning after leaving Type in the office. Thorn as well as their father knew of Tharn's business trip and had assured him of Type's safety.

Thorn on the other hand himself had plans...

After completing work, he asked Type to joined him for lunch. He took Type to a nearby classy restaurant. Type being usually hungry now a days didn't mind being treated to lunch by P'Thorn.

"Type what do you feel like eating? Order anything you want."

Type was over the moon and ordered all of his favorite. Soon the food came and they spend much of the time talking and eating.

Thorn loved this time with Type. The lunch time they were spending together was scared for Thorn. He knew there time together was limited and cherished each moment he got with Type.

Current, he could see Type smiling happily and felt warmth spreading inside his chest. He kept watching Type eat and listening to him talk. His eyes sparking, his new found glow on face and his pink lips.

Who could resist them...

Suddenly Thorn couldn't stop himself before touching Type's lips. He had his fingers on Type's lower lip caressing it slightly.

Type on being touched by Thorn was at first shocked and moved backwards trying to put distance between them. His movement brought Thorn to the reality abruptly.

"I am sorry. I shouldn't had done that. There was sauce around your lips, I tried to clean it."

Type to remove awkwardness laughed loudly "Ohh I am sorry P'Thorn. I eat messily. P'Tharn also laugh at me. Its ok you should have told me I would have cleaned it myself."

They left for office soon afterwards. Type long forgotten the incident got busy in work whereas Thorn on the other side of the room could not get anything done. He knew the sudden urge to touch Type was not the right thing but had still given into temptations. He kept repeating those soft pink lips in his mind over and over again.

Finally it was time to leave for home which had Thorn excited. Today he would be leaving with Type. Tharn had asked him to take Type to their family home as he didn't wanted Type to stay alone at their apartment. Accordingly Thorn had given his driver leave and had decided to drive himself.

He got Type into the passenger seat and soon made way to home. On getting home, Type made way towards Tharn's room to put away his bag and change into causal clothes before joining Tharn's mother in kitchen.

Type helped Tharn's mother while Thorn kept watching them. He had never seen Type cook and stood mesmerized. He kept standing in the door, keeping an eye while Type cooked laughing with his mother and Thanya. Thorn couldn't help thinking......

How wonderful life would be with Type.....the perfect husband and father/mother to his kids.

The dinner went great and later Thorn, Type and Thanya played together for the first time. They kept playing but Type soon got tired both due to work and his pregnancy.

He excused himself early and went to take hot shower. Getting into the bed he called Tharn as he missed him badly. Since they had started their relationship it was rarely that Type would sleep without Tharn. They talked before sleep overpowered Type.

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When Type had excused himself early Thorn could see the exhaustion on his face. He couldn't stop the wave of concern spreading all over him. He kept himself busy working in his room till it was acceptable time to sleep.

On taking a shower and getting into bed, his concern and need to see Type was overwhelming him. He knew it was not right to visit Type in his room so late but what could he do???

He knew he could never get such an opportunity to watch Type sleeping. To be honest he didn't really had any bad intentions. He just wanted.....no needed to make sure Type was sleeping ok. With Tharn being out of town, he wanted to make sure Type was comfortable and taken care of.

Finally after much deliberations, Thorn got up and moved silently towards Tharn's room before slowly pushing the door and getting inside the room. He saw Type sleeping peacefully.

He moved towards the bed sitting at the edge looking at Type's sleeping form.

How could someone seem so perfect...

He himself was a baby, how is he going to take care of another one...

He moved his hands to slowly trace the structure of Type's face, carefully caressing his cheeks and marveling at their softness. Next his hands moved towards Type's eyes, then nose and then lips with every touch savoring the moment.

His mind kept cursing him and urging him to stop but the temptation to touch Type was too much. He was bending now towards Type's face and could feel the others steady breath on his face. The devil on his shoulder whispered in his ears.

Go ahead... How perfect would a kiss feel.... this is your chance.

He made sudden move of bending down and placing a soft kiss..

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On Type's forehead..

moved towards the door within minutes, leaving it slightly ajar.

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Unknown to him, all of his actions till the last kiss was seen by his mother who was too shocked to react.

................................................................................................................................................................Dear reader please provide your comments and share your ideas on the story so far.

It would give me motivation to continue the story..