《LbC TharnType Chapter 75.5 Aftermaths》Chapter 02: Just Return Okay?
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Morning rays crept in beyond the curtained windows. Inside the sheltered room, neither form moved, a light blanket haphazardly covered each of their laps as their breathing fell and rose together. Cars outside buzzed by as the city around them drove to life without them.
Tharn's eyes blinked open as a horn honked somewhere distantly, to his right he found Types head rising and falling with his own breath. Out of the corners of his eyes, he could make out the tensed face of the other. Slowly he reached the hand that was pinned behind, gently he touched Type's head and began to comb the other's hair. "It's okay Ai'Type, I'm here, It's okay." He repeated the mantra slowly and calmly. On his other hand, he could feel the grip of Type's hand tense and loosen in his own. "No more bad dreams okay?" He kissed the top of Types head.
Types grip began to release as his shoulders slump with his tensed face falling away. Tharn continued to caress the hair of the other as his lips curled into a melancholy smile while his brows furrowed on his own face.
ding...ding...ding...
Tharn's eyes shot to the phone on the coffee table, a blank screen, his eyes glanced at his jacket pocket and then at Type who moaned at the noise while he dug his head into Tharn's shoulder.
"I'm here Ai'Type. Shh." He cooed as he slowly released the others hand, the now free hand twisted carefully and grabbed the phone from his pocket.
Techno: Message (3)
Tharn unlocked the phone and opened the app locating the source of the disturbance's avatar.
LINE: Ai'No
Techno: Hoie! Sorry just saw messages(read) Techno: Got crazy last night (read) Techno: You find Ai'Type? He was heading home. (read)
Tharn: Weren't you drinking, did you guys get into a fight? (read)
Techno: sorta. not ai'type, one of nongs, it's well a long story. (read)
Techno: It's sorted now, no worries. ai' type can tell you later, he's with you right? (read)
Tharn: He's here. Sleeping. Glad it's worked itself out. (read)
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Techno: Errr...um...Pi'Tharn, never mind let Ai'Type call me when he's up. (read)
Tharn: Sure. (read)
Tharn turned off the screen as he shook his head slightly depositing the phone near him on the sofa. Rubbing his own neck a bit he returned his hand to Type's within his own again his thumb hoving over the raw red skin of the other's thumb. Types head dipped slightly as Tharn reached to catch it...
"Ai'Tharn...!" Types eyes flinched openly as he sucked air in heavily, his body tense as he lay his arm out to prop himself up only to have his elbow fold in on him. Tharn's arm caught him halfway and gently lifted him back to leaning against the back of the sofa.
"Ai'Type." Tharn voice was soft as he looked over the other one hand cupping Type's cheek and the other holding his shoulder.
Type's eyes flew about the room unfocused until they followed the warmth that came from his face that brushed his face welcomingly.
A sad smile was held on Tharns face as Type took in the presence of the other his breathing slowing down as he tried to swallow.
"What can I do?" Tharn's hands were now holding up the shoulders of the other.
With a heavy hand Type reached up taking hold of one of Tharn's wrists, he drew the hand to his chest as he held on to it tightly as he closed his eyes.
Tharn could feel the motions of breath in the other and the racing heart that rebounded alongside it. Type hands grasped tightly around his wrist as Type closed his eyes tightly hissing in breaths.
Tharn waited as Types racing heart began to calm.
"Ai'Type I asked Techno about last night." Tharn's voice broke the long minutes of silence.
Type inhaled sharply his body flinched, clenching tighter around Tharn's wrist.
"He didn't say much, so I didn't ask, bu-"
"Thank you."Type opened his eyes, eyes that stared into Tharn's own sending a sharpness down his spine. "For coming home." His voice cracked. "I-" He tried to swallow but coughed instead releasing his grip on the other's hand to cover his mouth.
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Tharn motioned to stand but found his hand restrained. "I'll be back, I'm getting you some water." Tharn turned to look at Type whose eyes were wide. Tharn reached out and held the others hand gently removing it from his wrist. "I will be right back."
Type nodded slowly, letting his body fall heavily back on the sofa as he coughed a bit more pulling the blanket around himself he let his eyes drop as his head nodded off.
"Ai'Type."
The voice echoed in Types ears, his eyes opened with great effort before him Tharn held a glass of water. Type took it gingerly as Tharn hesitated to release it.
"Hungry?"
Type finished the water and offering it back, shaking his head. His line of sight drifted to the desk.
"Can you get that to Ai'No?" Type raised his hand pointing at a small dongle that connected to the laptop next to a camera Tharn did not recognize as either of theirs.
Tharn's vision followed and then traveled back to Type.
"Is that something to do with last night?" Tharn took the empty glass from Type's hands as the other nodded. Setting it on the coffee table behind him than making his way to the laptop and taking the memory stick from the dongle and pocketing it.
Type picked up his phone from the table shakily, his eyes drifted to the unread messages his finger paused over Tharn's avatar before clicking on another.
Type: ai'no can you meet ai'tharn at the coffee shop to get it (read)
No: Errr...sure, you okay na? (read)
Type: tired (read)
No: be there in 30 (read)
Type: thanks (read)
"He'll be at the coffee shop in 30." Type looked up to see Tharn eyeing him up and down with a harsh look. "Ai'Tharn, sor-"
Tharn reached out to Type causing him to back away slightly as Tharn placed his hand on the other's forehead. Cool, not hot even if a little pale in color. 'Good at least no fever.' The thought echoed in Tharn's head as he sighed.
"I'm okay, just tired by this...maybe a headache too." Type reached up taking the other's hand from his forehead, a small smile crawled from the corner of his lips. "Sorry I didn't respond to your messages." He kissed the inside of Tharn's palm lightly.
"Want to lay in bed?" Tharn returned the smile as his fingers traced Type's lips while his head motioned their bed. "I'll ignore the lack of a shower today."
Type closed his eyes nodding as he propped his hands on the sofa back to stand with Tharn's hand guiding him under his other arm. Type wavered as they walked to the bed. Finding the edge of the bed with a heavy plop, his eyes pinched closely together as he rubbed the center of his eyebrows.
"Hoie -sat." The curse hissed from his mind out loud.
He felt a hand on his shoulder, opening his eyes he saw Tharn kneeling before him with a couple of pills and a new glass of water. Type took them without a word and handed the empty glass back to Tharn and rolled into bed, curling up under the blankets.
"Will you be okay if I leave?" Tharn looked at the ball of blankets.
Tharn's voice drifted into Types ears, his eyes drifting faster into sleep.
"Errr. Go, and come back soon." The hoarseness in his voice still plainly evident.
"Your phone is here, I'll pick you up some food on the way back."
Type propped his face out from the covers, a smile grinning ear to ear only making the dark circles that were only just showing now more evident.
"Don't lure me with food." Type laughed gently. "Just return." Reaching out he tugged lightly on Tharn's pant leg.
Tharn smiled softly, nodded, and placing Type's hand back under the blanket.
"I'll be right back."
(Thanks again for reading! <3)
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