TharnType: Honeymoon

VIII. The Morning

Type woke up, warm and cuddled in the loose grip of Tharn, who was still sound asleep. It was rare that he was the first to wake up, as he preferred having the huge bed to himself and to snuggle into Tharn's scent while Tharn made breakfast.

But this was nice, he thought, running his hand up Tharn's cheek and slowly down to his jawline, smiling softly as Tharn snorted slightly, his face, moving to brush his nose against Type's.

Tharn opened his eyes a few moments later, staring right into Type's. This was one of the moments where he couldn't believe he was lucky enough to have captured the heart of this arrogant, bad-mouthed kid, lucky enough to be able to wake up every morning face to face with the person of his dreams.

Tharn wrapped his arms around Type, yearning to hold the only thing he wished to consider as his, closer to his chest. Type snuggled in, feeling the same things; Tharn, loving the feeling of being this close to him.

They laid there for probably ten minutes, silenced by the overwhelming love they felt for each other.

Tharn knew that no matter what, in any scenario, in any way, he could never loved someone as much as he loved Type. It was impossible

He knew that if Type would pass way, he would follow not long after. He'll even probably try his hardest to meet him again in his next life.

Tharn wasn't joking when he said that he couldn't live without Type.

He loved him. More than himself.

Type was the first to pull away, kissing Tharn's cheek before pulling himself up,

"Good Morning"

"Morning my Type", Tharn teased, gently touching Type's soft hair making his face flush to red

"Get up and prepare Tharn. We should leave soon."

As Type was about to stand up, Tharn sat up on the bed and wrapped his arms around Type's waist and rested his chin on Type's shoulders,

"Ey Type, it's too early"

The hair on Type's skin stood up when he felt the warmth of Tharn's

"Ai'Tharn, we n--"

"Let's stay like this for a while", Tharn cutted, his warm embrace tightening

Type smiled. He let Tharn do his thing. He knew that Tharn was comfortable, he was also comfortable.

Type turned his head to his shoulder where Tharn's chin was resting and kissed Tharn's cheek

Tharn curved his lips upward. He then raised his left hand and grabbed Type's face, pulling it close to his face

Tharn leaned it and pressed his lips softly against Type's

Tharn then pulled away and looked at Type's glistening orbs,

"I love you Type"

Type smiled, he then leaned in and kissed Tharn's forehead, down to his nose, and then finally landed a kiss on his lips

"I love you too Tharn"

Tharn released his arms around Type as Type stood up and started dressing up

"Tharn, let's prepare now or else you'll be driving in the dark", Type said, smiling teasingly at Tharn who was still smiling

"Yes Khrub", Tharn said softly as he stood up and started to change into his outfit.

After changing, the two then went out to drive to a small restaurant, which Type insisted, as it served Western food, Tharn's favorite

They drove in comfortable silence for a while, both left in their own thoughts, Tharn especially.