rang de basanti (color my world)

rang de basanti (color my world)

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In a world where people find their soulmate and the gift of color through touch, Type Thiwat is an outcast. His past has ensured that he will never let another touch him and he promises himself that he will never have a soulmate. But then...Type has always been bad at keeping his promises. ...the TharnType soulmate au no one asked for but got anyway. Please note that this is fictional work and the original characters come from P'Mame. A couple of things to note: our boys are all still in college; Type was still sexually abused but instead of being homophobic, he just hates the idea of anyone touching him. Lhong is not a bad guy in this; he's touched Tharn enough to know they're not soulmates so I'm taking him as the cute little nymphet he was before we realized he's twisted. The title comes from a Bollywood film of the same name; the literal meaning is paint me with the colors of spring and it just seemed to fit ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Warning ⚠️🔞.... This is the story between two best friends. Tharn and Type are roomates but something changed after Tharn's confessions. " Don't you dare to resist " he whispered in Tharn's ear attacking his neck & collarbone as he started leaving hickeys on Tharn infront of whole cafeteria making everyone gasped. Tharn just stood there frozen. " Type, everyone is watching. Leave me. This is not what you want " Tharn said in a cold tone & no emotions as he gently tried to push Type. " So what?? let everyone see who you belongs to & how do you know what I want? " Type hissed & placed Tharn's hands on his waist so he could stop resisting. Type sucked, licked & bit Tharn's pale skin making him hiss. After leaving four fat hickeys on Tharn, Type let go of him but not before placing a gentle kisses on the art he created as a smiled formed on his lips. " See. I marked him so from now on stay away from what's MINE " Type warned Tar still clinging onto Tharn. " And guys He is MINE & NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE " Type announced to everyone earning some gasps, claps & whistles. I know .... I know .... I'm really bad with descriptions 🤷🏻🤦🏻.... So guys thats it .... if i write more, I'm sure👉👈... I'll end up giving you a spoiler 🥺❤️....

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