Tharn Type Seven Years (Eng) Chapter 1

 

 

 Chapter 1: The little issue between spouses

 

"How dare you to get involved with my boyfriend!!"

 

"Did he said that he is your boyfriend?"

 

"*shout* Are you talking back at me?"

 

"Then, what you gonna do?"

 

***

 

"So freaking dramatic. Arguing for a man" said type

 

The atmosphere outside is dark. An indication that it's night time already. While the person just finished taking his shower and look for some food to eat after being tired from his long working days. After that, he set up the ironing table in the living room in order to iron the working clothes and so it won't be quiet while he was doing his work, Type turn on the Television which was now airing a Drama show after the News.

 

It's about the man who was being snatched by a group of friend in the workplace, but it seems corny for a man like him to watch it.

 

But instead of cursing it and change the channel; No, Type didn't do it, instead he still continue watching the show while ironing the clothes.

 

"Yeah, it's good to watch it...the protagonist is really handsome too to snatch"

 

Type said while watching the leading man separating the two girls who were fighting, but couldn't help to think

 

"If ever the leading man doesn't want a wife but want a husband instead. I really wonder how would this two girls react about it"

 

The person who was being accustomed to those type of gender preference for a long time said it while laughing. He never disgusted nor wonder why he said that kind of sentence

 

Being in those type of situation of him, being together with a man for so many years makes him discovered that there's quite a lot of people out there who had are like that. It's just that... they are hiding or reveal themselves

 

Since he's been in relationship with Tharn, he found out that his been Gay already since before (since he was still a kid) and by thinking that a straight man like Ai'Noh has been bang in the back and become a wife which he nearly miss it. So, until right now Type didn't narrowly judge the gender of a person just like before. Nowadays, the society is so wide. You can love anyone as long as you won't cause pain to your parents.

 

A love that won't cause any pain to anyone. A love that is way more better than to those ordinary couples ( man and woman) who never thought about their children. Once they broke up, the kids will be caught up on their problems.

 

Does he want to have children? The answer would be... no.

 

Whether adopting or surrogate a kid, Type told his husband that he doesn't want it. Just being together is enough, since dealing with Tharn alone is so tiresome as hell already. Don't need to add another burden on his shoulder. He once said it humorously

 

'You and I cannot be tied up to each other. So having a kid is a burden and also, whenever you want to broke off with me, tell me directly.'

 

On the day that he said those sentences they had a big quarrel. That is because the jerk (Tharn) really take his word so seriously and said that he (Type) should never play a joke on that sensitive matter again. So, to sum it all up, the person (Tharn) hug him so tightly throughout the night and said... don't leave me again.

 

As soon as Tharn pleaded him like that... he, in the end give in to it.

 

"Yes! All done!"

 

Watching Drama while Ironing the clothes. The one week worth of clothes has been iron already, but then his eyes collide with...

 

"Shirt of Ai'Tharn"

 

A big pile of it also. All the time, his working clothes and Tharn's working clothes is separated to one another. Since only Ai'Tharn who regularly sends his dirty clothes on the laundry shop downstairs. Since he didn't came from the wealthy family, his parents thought him how to be thrifty. He's been thought on how do his own laundry and learn how to iron his own clothes to save a lot of money. Which, as soon as he told Tharn about it, he just replied back to him that a little penny of money is not big deal. I just don't want you to get tired.

 

 

 

Humph. I've forgot that you never ask money from your parents in order to eat. The thought of the person who can't help to insult his own boyfriend while pouring out the pile of clothes out in the basket.

 

They regularly do it separately, but this time he forgot to separate their clothes since he's being a little bit moody from his workplace. Right now, he poured out the clothes into the washing machine. Not bothering to separate the colored clothes.

 

"whatever. After this iron it. Then I'll let you pay me later."

 

The person is in the better mood than before because today their boss is absent. He's now starting to iron the clothes. Despite not thinking of asking payment from it later.

 

Nowadays, Ai'Tharn gave him (Type) more than he (Type) ever gave to him (Tharn), But in contrary Tharn who always told him how much he (Type) gave to him (Tharn)

 

"The room is free. His the one who pay for the utility bills. I just did is wash the dishes. Which part of it that I gave more than him?"

 

(** In term good sex service maybe �)

 

The southern young man said when he finished ironing the first cloth. Then comes with the second one, the third one until his hand grab the fourth one and so on. He finish ironing the entire shirt and pants, preparing to get up in order to put the clothes in their wardrobe.

 

(Door unlocking)

 

"Oh! You came home so early"

 

The front door open. Type greet the real room owner of the place who came in with a red face. An indication that he was certainly drunk.

 

"Today is not traffic. Oh! By the way, P'Jeed asked you."

 

After graduation, sometimes Ai'Tharn still play drum in the bar. Mostly because P'Jeed asked for him to do it. Just like today, someone ask for him to play. So, he went to play.

 

Honestly, P'Jeed invites him too but he's not in the right mood to go besides, he might get in trouble with other people if he insist, so in the end he decided not to go, but he never thought that Tharn would return home this soon.

 

"Just tell P'Kao that if I'm free I'll stop by to help."

 

Type said while he was progressing into the bedroom but....

 

"You don't want to ask what P'Jeed told me?"

 

Ai'Tharn is stepping close, preparing to hug the person Causing him to smell the strong scent of alcohol that makes the person turn his head away to avoid.

 

"As usual, she would ask where i was"

 

Type reply fretfully, causing for Tharn to smile broadly

 

"No. she asked, where is my beloved wife."

 

The listener is already accustomed to the way he called wife. Even though, until now his father doesn't know his status

 

"Ok. And then, what did you reply to her?"

 

Ai'Tharn smile immediately. Then... press himself in the nook of Type's neck.

 

"As soon as P'Jeed asked about you. I then suddenly miss my wife. So I hurriedly came home to find you."

 

Not minding that he (Type) is carrying a pile of folded clothes. Which is in the end...

 

(Kick )

 

"Will you take your drunken self to somewhere else? Can't you see I'm holding a pile of folded clothes? If this get fall or wrinkled up, I'll certainly push you down on the building."

 

The southern young man use his leg to kick the shin of the person while him, leaning away causing the person (Tharn) to frown immediately.

 

"This is my clothes"

 

He said while pulling the blue shirt to see.

 

"Yes, I iron it already."

 

"Why you iron it?"

 

The person who made effort to do it halt immediately, turn around to make an eye contact to the person and saw that the person is still frowning. Still holding the shirt like as if it's still wrinkled

 

"Why! I can't do it?"

 

"You don't have to do this. I already sent it to someone to do it."

 

Type felt that his eyebrows were twitching. Like his good intention has been thrown away, causing his hand to tighten, trying to calm himself first.

 

"I already folded it. This is not a lot to iron."

 

"Next time don't do it. Just deliver it to someone to do it."

 

"..."

 

Type turn quiet already while looking at the person who was now releasing the hold on the shirt and still talk further. Not even noticing the changes of his facial expression.

 

"Next time don't wash my clothes. Just a few bhat for laundry I can afford to pay for it...."

 

(Bang!)

 

He didn't even finish what he said, Type already throw the pile of folded clothes on his hands in the face of Tharn and since the pile of clothes is heavy, it cause Tharn to stagger back because of the impact. After that, Tharn look at the person and receive one word from the southern young man.

 

"Bastard!!!"

 

 

 

(Bang!)

 

Only that, nothing more because that one word is enough already to describe what he (Type) really feel. After that, followed by a loud bang of the bedroom door. Then a face suddenly emerge clearly on Ai'Tharn mind that Type wouldn't hesitate to flew a punch on his face

 

I've made effort of it and you talk to me like that?!!!!

 

***

 

If asked wether Tharn is drunk. The answer would be yes; he's drunk awhile ago but now...he's completely sober already

 

Even though Type is inside of their bed room already, but Tharn is still in daze, standing outside while holding the large pile of clothes on his both hands. The brain that got overshadowed by the effect of alcohol was now working. Analyzing and asking himself so hard what just recently happened awhile ago?... what did he do wrong for his boyfriend to act like that?

 

The thought of the the person who was now set down the whole pile of clothes on the sofa and look at it.

 

The amount of clothes that Ai'Type iron is not just a small pile... but a week worth of clothes

 

Tharn is the kind of person who love everything to be neat and tidy. Such like his clothes. Since before, he always send his garment to the shop because it's more convenient and save for his time. Before, there's no problem but now

 

He carelessly blurted something insulting.

 

Right now, things have change

 

The southern young man who doesn't care about him is not like that anymore. How Tharn took care of him, the person (Type) would repay it; such like taking care the clothes. Action that Tharn's know well that it's Type way of showing support only but he ( Tharn) doesn't want his boyfriend to be tired which, awhile ago he probably may choose a wrong word a little bit

 

He (Type) might expecting that he would be happy. Just like what he done something before

 

Actually, his happy about it, but because they've been living together for a long time; he was not careful to his words anymore just like before

 

When the relationships is still new, who would not be cautious of his words, but as soon as the relationships run for so long, seeing each other every day, knowing and seeing everything, a person would definitely forgot to be mindful of his words. Being together for a long time taught Tharn the words he said can't be taken back.... but, he can still amend for what he done wrong 1

 

"I just don't want you to be tired." The words that he (Tharn) must said

 

That thought cause the person to grab the clean clothes from the basket that hasn't been folded. Go to the bathroom, outside of their room to take a shower in order to clear up his mind. Preparing himself to reconcile on his wife and probably, He might give him an earful of curses. No, maybe not just curses...but some hitting on the body.

 

Believe it or not, It's not only Tharn who's afraid of his wife. Everyone would be scared about him whenever Type is furious and they got into a fight.... won't believe it(?) anyone could go and ask the husband of Ai'Noh. The living example.

 

The quarter half breed young man who reeks of alcohol and cigarettes awhile ago is now clean and fresh. The tall figure slowly open their bedroom door as quiet as possible and found the person who still not sleeping, still sitting in the bed, but frowning while talking on the person on the other line of the phone. Which Tharn looks at it, the person (Type) didn't call his best friend to gossip about his husband but...

 

"Ai'Noh, your 25 already to decide on your own. That kid has girls hooking up on him; so what should i do about it? Calling me so that i can cast a spell on that kiddy Ai'Kla to turn him a toad or something? You have brain also, think!"

 

It's his friend who called for an advice... but called in a wrong time.

 

Having a problem with your husband right now Ai'Noh? Well, my wife is even more moody right now. Honestly, do you want me to be kick off fall of the building?

 

Of course, Tharn didn't voice out it. He just sigh because it seems like the irritation of his wife got double up.

 

While the person is talking on the phone, he's sigh swift on his way to look before... he (Type) give a chilly smile

 

A smile that gives him chills to the bone. Even though Type said that he learn to smile like that from him

 

"Ai'Noh, let me ask you honestly. Are you going to break up with Ai'Kla?"

 

It's unnecessary for Ai'Tharn to guess. He knew already what's the former football captain would respond.

 

"I love that younger boyfriend to death."

 

"ok! If you don't want to break up with Ai'Kla then open that matter to him and if it's really true then my advice is...to cut his thing off and flush it in the toilet. That's it. I'm going to sleep!" After saying it, the person cut off the line and turn off the phone before putting it away in the bed side table. Then, he turn to look at the person (Tharn) until Tharn secretly get nervous a little.

 

"Is that Ai'Noh?"

 

"Do you think I'm talking with a dog?"

 

"..."

 

Tharn use silence since the person is in the bad mood. He sigh and shook his head

 

"This brat Ai'Kla is the only thing that Ai'Noh think about all the time. The way that brat getting involved with someone else. That's why Ai'Noh just called me makes me mad and... what do you want?."

 

As if what happened awhile ago didn't happen that cause Tharn sigh a little bit.Type might have calm down already but if the issue won't be clear then, he won't be ease. Couldn't help to be afraid a little bit.

 

His work is terrible already. Tharn doesn't want to give more problems between them to make it worsen

 

 

 

The thought of Tharn. Sitting himself down on the bed but...

 

"I would like to warn you first, I'm in a bad very mood. If you dare to get close to me now... I won't guarantee your safety"

 

a straightforward warning, but the person who was not scared to be kill still move closer. Keeping eye on the person. Staying sharp... before raising his hand and embrace the shoulder

 

"I'm sorry"

 

"..."

 

The hot tempered guy didn't response. Just staring at him still. Letting the person talk. Moving a little closer more.

 

"I just want you to know that I only said that word to you because i don't want you to get tired."

 

"..."

 

Tharn reasoning which only gain silence from Type

 

"Awhile ago, I'm not complaining about you ironing my clothes. In fact, I'm thankful of it but I notice that your tired enough from your work. That's why I don't want you to get tired of housework issues too."

 

Ai'Type still calm, but even though it's a good sign, yet it still has no feedback from the person.

 

"I'm sorry for saying it. It's my fault for saying it without thinking it first." After that, Tharn lower his gaze listlessly in a way that it often makes the other party (Type) vulnerable. Then he sigh in defeating way before replying boringly

 

"Are you talking to me for being guilty like an idiot?"

 

Yes, that also

 

"I'm not" The person who deal with the southern young man for so many years spoke from his heart because he know, no matter how quick-tempered the person (Type) is, he becomes more reasonable as he grow old. If you say something in rational way then he would listen even though he makes a sullen expression

 

"I just don't want you to be tired, really. Work is so tiring already for you. You don't need to iron my clothes."

 

"I can also do it neatly as much as the laundry shop do."

 

"hey, stop arguing about it."

 

After saying it, Tharn raise his arms to embrace the person while the thick eye lashes eyes of Type were staring at him

 

" I'm sorry. My fault."

 

"hump !!!"

 

What Type respond only is a cold smirking smile and a hump sound from the throat before laying down on the bed.

 

I'm going to sleep now"

 

It means, he's still mad

 

What could he possibly say? After seeing that attitude of Type, Tharn thought that it's better to cold down the person first. Besides, he already said what he could be said... but there still things that he might probably didn't settle to say.

 

The thought of the person who walk down in order to turn off the lights then return back to their bed

 

***

 

"Ai'Tharn, I told you I'm going to sleep."

 

A low voice, an indication of warning to the person when Tharn lie down on the bed but his hand still groping the waist of Type. Touching the tasty-looking and appetizing skin color of the person after that, his hand is slowly crawling deeper inside of the person shirt until he can feel the heat and even though he's being warned; he never consider to stop.

 

"Ai'Tharn!"

 

He said darkly when the two hands of Tharn slipped in on his pajama

 

"I'm not in the mood!"

 

"Then, I'll get you in the mood."

 

"asshole! Take your hands off me!"

 

He May probably really upset, but the person (Tharn) who was in the mood didn't stop because his two hands are starting to caress the person (Type) all over. Letting the person making a cursing sound and then...

 

(Hit!)

 

"Ouch!"

 

The southern young man hit the person (Tharn) by the elbow, causing the person to cry out in pain and retract his two hands from the person (Type). He's now holding his stomach while Type got up to sit and stare at the person angrily.

 

"What did I said?!"

 

"You said that...your not in the mood"

 

No matter how badly injured he is, he must answer the question because the look of Type right now is ready to kill him on the spot.

 

 

 

"Yes! Then why won't you listen to me?! Tomorrow, I still have work. I don't have day off like you. Jerk!"

 

"I just want you to relax"

 

Tharn said in a serious tone of voice that cause the person in a bad mood to breath a deep sigh before brushing up his hand on his hair

 

"But I'm not in the mood means I don't feel..."

 

"Ai'Type"

 

But before he (Type) can talk further, Tharn then grab the wrist of the person and called his name in a very serious tone of voice. A little warning to him

 

"You and I haven't done it for a week. I just wanted you to release."

 

        At this moment, Type gone silent, but just for a short time only then...

 

������

 

"Hey!"

 

"Me? Or you want some release? Base on that hard standing thing between your legs. "

 

It makes Tharn startled when suddenly the hand of Type grab his crotch while lifting a knowing it face smile until the person (Tharn) couldn't react because he himself also endured it for the whole week but too bad their day off didn't match. Totally no excuse to do it.

 

       But, is it wrong to do it to the person you dearly love?

 

    He doesn't know what kind of face to make. Where to look but it seems like it cause Type to soften because right now he was shaking his head and raise his hand to spank his hips

 

"Lift up your hips. I'll suck you up" said type

 

           Even though he wanted to disagree and argue about it, wanting to do it but as he (Tharn) looking at  the Type eyes that says No, not giving you anymore than this; Tharn can just only lift his hip up. Letting his lover to pull down his pants down to his toes. After that he bend down unhesitatingly.

 

"Aren't you so horny Ai'Tharn?"

 

"Because you keep staring at it."

 

Of course, he's not a stone that can't feel anything. A Buddha that can stay still. When the sharp fixated eyes keep staring on his crotch plus Type fingers keep fondling it on a teasing way, causing the center core of his body to shaken

 

"Well, it's getting more bigger. Pointing directly on me"

 

The hot-tempered seems to improve his mood a little bit because he now using his two hands, grasping hot stick and begin to move it slowly that cause Tharn gasp until he absentmindedly gnashing his teeth

 

"hmp!"

 

            As if like he's been look down on when Type let out a laughing sound. Which, the person (Tharn) who got laughed at retaliate as well by spanking his (Type) butt

 

            Of course, Type fight back

 

           (Sucking sounds)

 

            The hot tongue is licking the hard stick of Tharn in a way that he really wanted to raise up his white flag. Just by gazing at the clever good-looking face of Type who was now using his hot tongue to pamper him, licking only tip while his hand his holding it until the head can be seen fully. After that he swallowed it whole, sucking it until he (Tharn) absentmindedly let out a groaning voice

 

            The person who disliked sucking his cock before is now gone. On the other hand, lately he (Type) like suck it... and don't know if he thought him this way but he's (Type) is so skillful on doing it for him to give up.

 

 

 

"hmm...will you let me suck you too?"

 

       Tharn said in blurry sound. Looking at the open lips of the person, sucking his cock. Then Type hot tongue licking it from the base to the tip. He's not only sucking it hard until the bottom nearly floated which as soon as he got unexpectedly ask, Type then swipe up to look in a very.... challenging way

 

            Sucking ..kiss.. kiss

 

            Ahhhh!

 

            He didn't look up to argue but instead he use his mouth to pamper it in every way he wants. Shoving the hot cock to his mouth till it reach to his throat. Tharn himself got startled. Getting more excited until his hand extended to grab Type's head to press it more deeper. After that... Type shift

 

            A swift movement of his mouth that causes the meaty cock of Tharn grind against the teeth of Type. Swiftly jerk it on his left then switch it in the right by his hot tongue until the clear water flowing down in the corner of his mouth. While his two hands playing at the two balls, rubbing and groping it simultaneously until Tharn had uneven breathing than before. Sharp eyes looking at the red cheeks.

 

            Then the eyes start to be juicy, seductive. An indication of desire

 

"*Chuckle* your dick is so delicious to suck. It's big...ahhh!"

 

            As soon as he (Type) tease, Tharn also tease back. Reaching the poking butt of Type while having a face also, glancing at the mocking face of the person then pulled his hand away and switch on Type cock head to rub

 

"It seems like you were having fun"

 

      

The southern young man said then pressing him hard at the end until Tharn can only let out a low moaning sound.l look down and saw that his dick become sticky

 

"My turn"

 

all of the sudden, the southern young man who said that he's not in the mood pulled down his pants under his hips then slide in his hand on his cock until Tharn notice the seductive eyes of Type thought that it's ok. Causing his both hands to shifted to grab Type's hips but...

 

  "Ai'Tharn, no. I still have work."

 

      After saying it, Tharn retract his hands which Type know so well how disappointed he is because he now press his own stick to Type, rub it together before pressing him a kiss on the lips.

 

"Ok. Ok. Tomorrow we can do it."

 

"Really?!"

 

         The person reply instantly to Type's promise

 

"I'll let you die inside of me."

 

          Tharn almost laugh out at the hardcore invitation, but now he need to focus on the current matter. Pulling the person (Type) on a gentle kiss. The lips that just recently played on his cock. A kind of kiss that tongue got entangled to each other. Then flip him over on the bed. Sliding his hand on Type bare skin while grinding his hips on the person

 

"Ai'Tharn, feels good."

 

"If you let me take you then I'll make you feel good than this "

 

"I told you tomorrow.... ahhh... fuck. So damn good!"

 

         He almost raise up his hand to hit when the tip of their cock being grab together until there's a white liquid streaming down then Tharn reach out of his shirt and twist his nipples vigorously until the sensitive person let out a moaning voice. Pressing his body more to make them closer than before.

 

"Fine. Tomorrow will do but let me suck you."

 

Ignoring it. Tharn still yank up Type shirt, exposing his chest. Then, bend down and use his mouth to suck on Type's nipple. Sucking it harshly till Type feels the pain but.... in different way of pain

 

            The enticing taste of chocolate-colored skin in front of him

 

            *sucking and licking sounds*

 

            Then, the sound of the sticky texture that was wet from heavy sucking are echoing throughout the room, harmonize by the heavy breathing exchange by each other. Not for long, Tharn start gnashing his teeth, trust his hips into the person's hand, panting heavily and then realest it's hand.

 

            But Tharn's not finish

 

"My turn"

 

then, Tharn smile evilly. Leaning his face down between Type's legs

 

            Just awhile ago Type is mocking him; Now, Tharn will suck him hard until he can't mock him again.

 

            And not long enough a low moaning voice let out, echoing throughout the bedroom. An indication that even many years have passed, Tharn skills never fail, not even a little bit. It never fails to makes Type bounce up.

 

 

 

"Are you mad at me?"

 

"I'm just frustrated. Not mad."

 

"it's the same."

 

After their hot activity that ended by hands and mouth. Tharn side ways to hug the waist of Type tightly even the other party (Type) is complaining it's hot he never care, but from the tone of voice of Type, it seems like he's in the bad mood than before till Tharn reply in a chuckling voice.

 

"Whatever. Wether I'm upset or mad I'm going to sleep now. Don't forget what I said. I still have work tomorrow."

 

"Yes. Good night."

 

Tharn is about to close his eyes, preparing to sleep if it's not because of the loud voice

 

"Ok. Next time don't send your clothes on the laundry shop. I'll do it myself."

 

"aw, we're still talking about that issue? You know that since before, I always send my stuff on the laundry shop."

 

Only then the person who didn't turn around make an eye contact towards him then... had a chilling smile

 

(Bang!)

 

"Ouch! Ai'Type!!"

 

Tharn thought that he's never been kick down on the bed for a long time and this may be the first time that was being kick down from the bed this year. Dropping so loudly on the floor. Looking up to the person who was now leaning down towards him.

 

"Fine. Do whatever you want! Taking care of you makes me frustrated."

 

         After saying that, Type lay back down again on the bed, facing on the other direction while Tharn still sitting on the floor, blinking his eyes, looking so dumbfounded by what he just heard.

 

"*sigh* If that what makes the wife wants then do whatever you wish."

 

"I can hear you, bastard."

 

Tharn thought that he's not scared to Type, but If his wife is  in the bad mood... then he doesn't want to risk his life.

 

Chapter 1 : end