IX. The Parents

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The two made it back to the resort of Type's dad at around 6 in the evening, stopping the car in front.

As they got out of the car, Tharn gazed over the horizon, taking in the details of the structure, the beach, and the man beside him, Type

Type had so many memories in this place. This is where he grew up, where he and his bestfriend used to play. But now, this is the place where he and Tharn's relationship would be determined. No more playing, no more hiding.

Tharn looked at Type who was also staring blankly. He noticed that Type was a bit nervous for what was about to happen. Tharn knew that this was a crucial event. He knew that the moment they'll enter those doors, their future not as friends, but as lovers, is hanging on a string

Tharn, also feeling nervous, took Type's hand and kissed the back of it with a smile. "You ready to go in?"

Blinking away the nervousness, Type nodded, leaning in to kiss Tharn on the cheek, the taste empowering him to do anything

Tharn locked his car and follow Type who was waiting on the front door. As Tharn waited behind him, Type breathed heavily and knocked

As the door opened, a woman in her mid 40's came to the door, wrapping Type in a tight hug,

"My son, Type. Goodness, it is so lovely to see you again"

She pulled away from the embrace, squishing Type's face in her hands and kissing his forehead with a soft smile

"Ma, I've missed you so much.", Type said, hugging her again. "When did you return? I thought dad was the only one here"

"Your dad called me, he said I needed to go home because of something important"

As she spoke to Type, she caught a sight of Tharn over her shoulder. She let go of his son as she walked over to Tharn

She placed her hand on Tharn's shoulder and smiled,

"You must be Tharn. Type has told me so much about you." Tharn looked at Type who was smiling and back at Type's mother

"Yes Ma, it's so glad to finally meet you." He said, smiling at her sweetly

"Yes, me too. Type's father and I had heard alot of stories about you from our son. I never imagined that you would be this tall and handsome."

Tharn blushed at the compliment

"Khrup, it seems like your son likes me alot", Tharn said as he smiled over to Type

"Ma, stop talking about him, he's not your son, I am", Type childishly groaned

"Yes yes, but I already know you. This is my first time meeting your friend", She said, smiling back to Tharn, "Come in"

Tharn nodded as he followed Type and his mother inside their house. As soon as they got in, Type motioned Tharn to sit on the couch.

Tharn sat down, making himself comfortable as Type sat beside him

"You two stay here, Let me go grab your father", His mom smiled, walking out of the room

"Khrup"

As Type' mom left, Tharn slang his arm around Type's shoulder, pulling him close

"What do you think?" Type asked, leaning into Tharn, feeling the warmth of the man beside him

"You're mother's very nice. I really like her", Tharn said, turning to face Type, "I hope that everything will be alright after this"

Type smiled and nodded. He then leaned in and planted a kiss on Tharn's cheek, pulling away just in time as soon as the door opened

Type's parents entered the room. His dad following his mother. His mom was smiling while his Dad had a serious look on his face. As both entered the room, Tharn stood up and waii-ed at Type's parents,

"Sawadee Khrup, Ma, Pa"

"Sawadee", Type's dad responded, "Sit down"

The atmosphere in the room became tense

Type's parents were seated opposite to where the two boys were

"Pa, I need to tell you something", Type broke the silence

Type's dad tensed up in his seat. Type took a deep breath in, looked over to Tharn and held his hand

"Pa, Ma, me and Tharn are tog-"

"We already know", His dad interrupted

Type and Tharn looked at each other with a shock on their faces. They weren't expecting to hear such a thing coming out of Type's parents. As both of them were surprised and confused, Type's dad cleared his throat to get their attention, "Ehem"

Both of their eyes looked back to Type's father who was now sitting tensed on his seat with both of his arms folded

"It's good to formally meet the person who made my son's heart go crazy. But I'm mad that I had to found out the relationship between you two when I cleaned your room this morning", His dad said as he glared at Type

"W-w-what do you mean Pa?", Type muttered in confusion

"Throw your used condoms properly!", His dad said as he slammed his hands on the table

Tharn swallowed a plum as Type irritatedly looked over him. Tharn then slowly glanced at Type with an unnatural smile on his face

"I'Tharn", Type cussed as he slapped the back of Tharn's head

"Ahhh!", Tharn groaned

"Type, that's not how you treat your boyfriend, is it?", Type's mom asked

Type quickly looked at his mother who was snickering at what she saw, covering her mouth using her hand

"Ma, he's not my boyfriend!", Type insisted

Upon hearing this, Type's dad rolled his eyes, 

"Stop hiding it Type, we already know"

Type kept his mouth shut as he nodded. His dad then glared at Tharn who was still holding the back of his head, trying to ease the pain from Type's slap

"Tharn", Type's dad said in a deep tone

"Y-yes, Pa?"

His eyes followed theType's dad's footsteps as he walked over to him, pulling Tharn close, mouth almost touching his ear

"Break Type's heart and I will destroy you" He whispered as he pulled away

Tharn, without saying a word, nodded solemnly as he smiled over to Type

Just as Type was about to open his mouth, Type's mother then interrupted,

"We should eat, shouldn't we?"

Her soft and calming voice brightened up the mood. She smiled at the two boys and said, 

"You both must be exhausted, food is ready"

"Khrup", the two boys nodded

As Type's parents went ahead, Type and Tharn looked at each other. Both their eyes wriggling and motioning to each other trying to silently tell something

"Type, Tharn, come na", Type's mother said causing the two boys to finally end their silent conversation as they both walked towards the table

Is this just a dream or is this really happening?

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