surprised identity

so this.... is really happening?

Slowly opening his eyes, to gulp, type was to his back, looking to the ceiling, feeling a bit of weight to his body, peering his eyes down, type saw an arm, turning his head, he looked to tharn, he was too his side, fast asleep, breathing slowly in and out.
Types eyes went up and down, a brief smile went to his face.
Taking a deep breathe in, type turned his head back to bring his hand up, to take tharns off.
Tharn shuffled a bit to turn, his back to type to breathe in deep.
Type turned his head to eye to then get up silently.
Dressed, he turned once more to look over tharn.
With darting eyes, he turned to then leave.
Tharn slowly opened his eyes, to get up to look to the door.
Why...... Did you...... Leave?
He signed.
You said..... This was nothing but sex tharn..... That's probably what he thinks this is....... But......I want..... To......
Tharn then went to his back to stare at the ceiling with a face.
To types apartment, he was too the shower, letting the water wash through him, on the top of his head, one thought would not escape.
He does not have a boyfriend.
Turning off the water, type dried then finished in the bathroom to then leave to get dressed.
To his bed, he was too his side looking to the wall.
So......mr. nar.......
Type smiled.
Tharn....... Doesn't have a boyfriend..... This isn't a game...... I'm not in some weird three person love triangle...... But
Types smile slowly disappeared, causing him to sit up, arms behind him to look to the floor.
But...... Now It's just...... Two people having.....a good time...... With a little black mail thrown in..... Nothing more then that.....
Type signed to flop to his back, his eyes darted.
I'm..... Still happy.....I told him the truth.... Well a bit..... Didn't say I'm still friends with them..... Didn't say it was crayo...... He may have dragged me into this mess but.....I will not get him into any trouble...... So.... This is what it is now...... Just.... Two people..... Meeting every Saturday at a hotel for...... It's nothing more then that...... Remember type..... He is still your principal...... He is 5 years older then you...... Your his student...... That's all..... It can be.
Type closed his eyes to squeeze them tightly, trying to ignore the tightenness in his chest.
After what happened, type was wanting to know more about tharn, but knew this was just about being physical, nothing more.
Do..... You even..... Actually care for me...... Or is it..... Just about the....
Type Shook his head.
Stop acting like a high school virgin girl who just fell in love. You two are men, who happen to be single and this situation arouse nothing more.
Turning, type kept his eyes shut.
Right...... Nothing more...... Just...... Keep what you are feeling..... To yourself....... It'll only get you in trouble.....
Slowly, type fell asleep, coming to terms with this and didn't want to do anything to stop it.
The next 2 weeks were something, for them both, tharn made a way, so everyday after types first class, he would be in the hall, talking to another teacher, or student, so when type needed to pass, he would slyly always touch his hand.
Type then would stop for a moment to then look back to tharn eyeing him with a smirk, after the 4th day, type couldn't help but smile back.
Saturday, now become a day both couldn't wait for.
The 1st Saturday, type went early just to be undressed, laying on top of the covers, waiting for tharn to come in.
Has soon has he did, type couldn't help but get off the bed, to go to him to take his clothes off, tharn smiled and wide to his rushness.
However, when they were in the act, tharn never did a position to have type face him, this would remind him this was nothing but sex.
Even though he was tired, type couldn't stomach to stay, the next week happened the same, however type couldn't look back to smile. The second Saturday, type went on the agreed upon time, but when tharn came in, he didn't rush to him like before also he gave him nothing more then an no expression face.
When they were in the act, he could tell type was holding back again but this time tharn couldn't tell why.
After, tharn was to his side, head in his hand, looking over type who was standing, getting dressed.
"Why...... Don't you stay here and sleep? After what we just......I know you must be tired."
Types eyes widen, to look forward, to button his last.
He then took a deep breathe.
Please..... Don't act like you care for me..... Just like when youve been touching my hand in the hallway......
I..... Know what this is.... Just sex.....I know it's nothing more then that..... So..... Just stop.....
Type hung his head to shake.
"I'm..... Fine...... You should sleep......"
Type then turned to leave.
Tharn looked after him, to sign.
This...... Isn't going..... Like I want it to.... Would help if I actually talked to him.....
Signing, tharn went to his back to look up.
I will..... Next Saturday...... It's...... His birthday after all.....
Going home, type showered and was to his bed, to his side, looking to the wall.
Why...... Are you..... Wanting me to stay? Probably want to have more..... In the morning.....
Type turned to place a hand to his forehead.
How much longer..... Is this going to happen..... But.....I don't honestly want it to stop....... Damn it...... I'm turning into crayo after he..... With that one..... Your a fucking idiot type...... Just stop...... It's all just physical.....
Slowly he went to sleep, feeling a bit distraught with this situation but not really knowing how to stop it and not trying to do that anyway.
By the 3rd Saturday, type ate and got ready to meet him at the hotel. He knew what that day was but didn't want to think of it.
His birthday was not something he celebrated for years, it was painful to think about.
Looking himself over the bathroom mirror, type wanted to just get this day over with and be with tharn.
Shaking his head, he knew he was an idiot to want that.
Turning, he went to head out, turning to the door to lock, he moved about to freeze.
A woman was looking to him, with her arms wrapped.
Type gulped.
"Hello....... Brother..... Where are you going?"
Type gritted his teeth, looking over his older sister.
Damn it..... Why do you have to be here.....