Your Fault (TharnType)

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Room 807.

The two boys slept soundly. One in a strange position on the ground hugging a pillow while the other was lieing flat on his bed without his pillow.

Things have seem to return to being peaceful.

It has been so chaotic and it was only the first day of college.

They can only wish for it to remain like that.

Hours past and the sun asecended once again.

"Type, wake up. I made breakfast."

"Mm. Just five....more......minutes-"

And he dozed off again.

Mornings are such a difficult time to be awaken for Type.

Tharn couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. He looks so harmlessly cute when  he is sleeping. Frowning his eyebrow and forming a small, natural pout as he fusses around the bed because of the disturbance.

Such an adorable baby.

"If you don't wake up now, I'll wake you up the same way as yesterday."

Type immediately sprang out of the bed and even did a morning stretch.

Tharn couldn't help but laugh loudly. He seems to find ways to control his roommate's devilish behaviors.

But of course Type isn't so sweet. Starting the morning with curses.

"Go suck a dick bastard!"

Both of them paused and then Tharn dropped the spoon he was holding to take out both of their food.

Type started to rethink the effectiveness of the curse he just made.

That's not...... Wait.... That doesn't work the same way with him! Fuck. He's gonna turn this against me somehow,  I know it.

Tharn saw Type's eyes and couldn't help but snicker.

"I-"

"Is that an invitation?"

To enhance his teasing he stuck out his tongue and licked his lip. While looking at Type as though he was prey.

"You could of told me you didn't like eggs for breakfast."

"Fuck you, Tharn!" Type's ears were unbelievably red. How could Tharn resist teasing him more.

People always said it's more fun to play with things that can be dangerous.

"It will be my honour. But I do ask if can be the one doing the......you know-"

Then he mouthed the following word.

"Fucking."

Type threw his blanket at him.

"Enough!"

"Hahahahaha..... Okay.... Okay," Tharn had to recollect himself and wipe the tears that he couldn't help from falling, "Let's eat."

Type went to brush his teeth and then returned to the table where everything was prepared.