You Again || TharnType

three

    Everyone arrived one by one. By the time Type, Techno, and Kla arrived, everyone was there. Well, everyone except Tharn.

    They all took their seats. Type sat toward the end of the table, leaving the only open seat, for Tharn, about four seats away from him.

    Everyone else had already began catching up. They were either bragging about how great they were doing, or talking about a new significant other.

    Type sat there an listened, wanting to butt in, but had no idea what he would say. "Hi, I am doing the worst out of everyone and I'm miserable. Next."? He didn't think that would be the best choice.

    It took about another twenty minutes before Tharn finally arrived.

   He was wearing the midnight blue, Armani suit, paired with black dress shoes and a black under shirt. His hair wasn't styled with any gel. It was just a bit ruffled to give him a shaggy kind of hairstyle.

    When he approached the table, Klui, who was telling everyone the embarrassing story of how he and Seo finally got together, looked up at him, stuttering a bit.

    "Tharn?"

    Type froze. Everyone turned to look at him but Type. He chose to keep his head down.

    "I apologize for being late."

    His voice was deep and grown. Type felt his stomach turn.

    Tharn took a seat in the empty chair, smiling a wide, toothy grin at everyone, but not Type, who didn't bother to look at him. Tharn ignored his and cleared his throat.

    "I was running a little behind because of work. I had some paperwork to fill out." He told them.

    "We don't mind. We haven't even ordered yet because we've been to busy catching up." Seo told him.

    "I'm sorry I missed that. You don't mind having to maybe repeat some of it, do you?"

    Everyone shook their head as the waitress approached. "Is everyone ready to order now?"

    They all nodded their head. Tharn had been there the might before when he had dinner with the chairman of the Chinese company he was trying to partner with, so he already knew what he wanted to order.

    "Will that be all?" She questioned, looking up from her notepad.

    "Yes. Thank you." Tharn said, handing her the menus.

    When she walked away, they back to catching up. Tharn sat back in his seat with a blank stare, listening to what everyone was saying.

    Type had finally looked, up but refused to even look at Tharn's figure. Seeing him put of the corner of his eyes was already making him nervous. He didn't want to know what would happen if they made eye contact.

    "What about you, Tharn?" Techno asked, turning his attention toward Tharn. "What have you been up to these past six years?"

   Tharn gave him a small smile. "Not much really." He let out a small chuckle. I'm in the business world."

    "Is that how you can afford such an expensive suit?" Techno questioned, raising one eyebrow. "I know Armani when I see it."

    Tharn laughed, sending chills through Type. The last thing he had ever heard from Tharn was his sad and hurt voice, telling him to tell him he didn't love him.

    "You noticed?" He questioned.

    "Well, you do look a little over dressed for just a reunion dinner with friends." Song commented.

    Tharn nodded with a smile. "Well, I also have a small meeting after I am done here as well. A work thing."

    "And what kind of work do you do?" Kla questioned, draping and arm on the back of Techno's chair.

    "I work at Track Industries."

    "That really big automobile company?" Champ questioned. "I heard they are rising in the ranks quickly. Whoever owns it is probably one of the top twenty, if not top ten richest men in Thailand." 

    Tharn laughed again. "I-I actually own it." He admitted.

    Everyone's jaw dropped. This time Type couldn't help but finally look at Tharn, seeing him for the first time.

    Though six years had passed, Tharn still looked young and beautiful. He didn't have one wrinkle and his little side smirk was still evident when he smiled. The only thing really different about him was his aura. It was dominating and made him look even more masculine than he did in college.

    "No way." Song said with amazement.

    "We have a rich friend." Champ said, also in amazement. Tharn couldn't help but chuckle.

    Type finally found the courage to speak up. "And what about you parents and siblings. How are they?"

    Type felt proud of himself for his steady voice.

    Tharn's eyes met Type's dark ones for a split second, making his remember his nervousness from yesterday. Looking at Type made him feel young again, not that he was necessarily old now.

    Tharn cleared his throat. "He actually passed away four years ago."

    Type's eyes went a bit droopy. "Oh. Sorry. I know you really looked up to him."

    Tharn nodded. "Yeah. And my siblings, we haven't really talked since his death. They live with my mother in the US." He told them. Type suddenly felt guilty for asking. "But it's okay." Tharn brought his smile back. "I have a new family now."

    Type wondered if he was talking about a boyfriend. Maybe they had kids or something. Who wouldn't want Tharn? He was handsome, and apparently very rich.

    They quickly moved on from the subject as their food arrived. Tharn and Type both went silent once more.

    Type wondered how he didn't know about Tharn being some rich business tycoon before. It wasn't like he was completely and idiot when it came to the internet. He checked the news everyday. How could he not have known this?

    When they finished eating, and didn't want to order anything more, Tharn had the waitress bring the bill to him and he paid it.

    "Oh ho. Tharn, you don't need to pay for it like that. We don't want to use your money." Techno said.

    "Speak for yourself." Champ interrupted him quickly.

    Techno rolled his eyes at him, not even surprised by his friends. He let out a deep breath.

    "Well, before everyone heads off on their separate ways again, Kla and I have an announcement." Everyone's attention was on them. "He proposed."

    The other boys started cheering, reaching across the table to give them weird half hugs.

    Tharn, who was sitting right next to Techno, clapped him on the shoulder. "Congratulations, man." He said with a wide smile.

    He couldn't help but think that maybe he and Type would be the ones who needed to announce their engagement if they had never broken up.

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