lost love

repetition

Tharn was looking down chewing his inner cheek, trying to figure out the calculations on this structure in his book. Sitting down in the classroom after he ate lunch he was waiting for type to come.
Then he felt his weight on his back. Type wrapped his arms around his neck putting his head on his shoulder.
"Mmm have you've figured it out yet?"
Tharn shook his head.
"You coming in everyday when i have a spare minute is annoying." He chuckled playfully.
"Well, we only have a few minutes here and..."
He smiled.
"Your boyfriend needs attention."
Tharn leaned his head to the side and type leaned slightly back.
"Your needy."
Type shrugged.
Then they closed there eyes to give each other a brief kiss.
They had been dating for over a week and this was there routine since they only had one class now together since tharn went into it. The good thing was it helped him with his math skills. He was trying to become an engineer.
Un Locking tharn looked happily at type.
"You do know i don't find you coming here everyday like this annoying right?"
Type smiled.
"One of us needs to keep trying to see the other. Then at least we can."
Then type leaned back down to kiss tharn.
To the present type was fuming but he had to be professional.
"Why are you here?"
Tharn motioned with his chin at the painting.
Type signed.
"There are over 500 galleries in this area and you came here. Go to them."
Then type motioned With his chin for tharn to leave.
Tharns eyes narrowed mimicking types posture of putting his arms across his chest.
"Dont you work on commission?"
Then he leaned slightly forward.
"I dont need your money."
Before tharn could say something kon made his apperence to stand next to type.
Type leaned back and smiled to kon.
Tharns eyes narrowed. Kon put his arm over types shoulder and even though it would bother type he smiled taunting.
Tharn relaxed his position.
Kon looked to type then him.
"Is mr. yakagizi helping you?"
Type looked to kon.
"Um he was just telling me he was going to..."
Tharn coughed.
Type looked angerly to him.
"I need some time to look at all your projects, would i be able to come back tomorrow. I have an office building to stock up with art." He gave a professional smile.
Type gritted his teeth.
"Of course. Mr. yakagizi here will help you...let's say...around 2?"
Type shuffled himself from kon to go to the back in a huff.
They both watched him go.
Kon looked back to tharn.
"Artists." He smiled.
Then they talked business.
Type was in the back standing straight up near his art project.
What the fuck tharn! Why are you fucking here!
Kon came in to put his arm on his shoulder looking at type confused.
"Is it your stomach?"
Type shook his head.
"Just dont want to sell my work to that business man. He seemed like he wouldn't appreciate it."
Kon shook his head.
"Well tomorrow he will be coming back at 2 to see you. Also he might not appreciate them but maybe the people in his office will."
Kon patted his shoulder and went back to the floor.
Type looked up.
"Fuck!"
Tharn got home in anger. He took out his phone to text mia. Tharn could tell there was something going on with kon and type. Tharn wanted to blow off some steam.
Once she came over, surprised, they were in bed together. They had sex but tharn never was able to cum. Seeing type he was able to put some passion into it but he had to use a Viagra,like every other time.
Mia was laying on her side, non the wiser. Tharn could fake it well and put lotion in the condom if mia ever looked. She never did.
Tharn laid to his back shaking his head feeling disgusted. This was the 5th time they had sex and he never enjoyed it.
"Mia?"
"Mmm?" She cooed.
"Can we hold off til the wedding. It will make it more special on our wedding night."
She nodded.
"If you dont get mad i need to get some sleep." "Dont worry just 2 hours, i know your rule." She laughed.
Tharn gulped then got off the bed to bend forward to put his boxers on.
Then he went to the bathroom to walk to the sink putting his arms on the counter.
He closed his eyes taking a breathe in.
He has a new man tharn, you need to leave him alone. Tharn gritted his teeth. Once he saw type he brought in color to his grey world.
Damn it! I can't leave you alone.
The next day type was leaned to the sink staring at kon.
"Kon, im not the only artist here, can... Someone else take this account?"
"Type, he may buy a lot. You need to sell your projects."
Type huffed.
Then kon stepped forward to put his arms to his shoulders looking him in the eyes. Type had his hands to the counter gripping it in frustration.
"Just meet him. Sell. Then he leaves."
Kon smiled.
Type grimanced.
Maybe i should tell you the reason why i dont want him here.
"Kon i.."
Then they turned to the door another artist step in.
"Mr. Nagasaki is here."
Kon nodded then they left.
Then he looked to type.
Kon leaned his head down to give type a quick kiss.
Departing kon patted his shoulders then left.
Type breathed in.
Okay you can do this.
Type then went out to the showroom all business like.
They both sat in a small room with the door partly opened looking down at a book. Type didn't talk he just pointed to different pictures.
Tharn had his head on his hand.
"No."
Another point.
"No"
Type rolled his eyes.
"Maybe you should tell me what you are looking for. Mr.nagasaki."
"Art."
Type signed frustrated.
"What kind?"
Tharn shrugged.
"If you don't know i can't help."
Tharn then looked to his watch.
"I have to go. I guess i just have to come back tomorrow."
Type signed.
"Or you could go somewhere else."
"No, i don't think i will."
Type closed the book with a loud thud.
"Your an asshole."
Then he got up leaving.
The next week was the same.
Tharn would come and say no to everything and type was on his 5th book.
Type was overly annoyed.
"This one?"
"No"
"This one?"
"Mmm no."
Type then slammed the book shut to  look at tharn in the eye.
"Why are you doing this?"
"I need an...."
"Bullshit"
Tharn smiled.
"One of us needs to keep trying to see the other."
Type furrowed his eye brows.
"Dont you dare quote my words at me! Especially when we were."
Then he looked to the side.
"Type, if you want me to stop coming here then come meet me for coffee."
Type scoffed.
Then he looked him straight in the eye.
"If you buy 14,000 baht of art work."
Tharn then rose an eye brow.
"From book 1 i want E606, E 506 and G 406." He countered.
Type signed.
"Fine. Then after never come near me again."
Then type got up with the book to hesitate by the door.
"This friday at 230 at the maple."
Type rolled his eyes then left.