22: Types secret

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It was 9 in the morning when the three men were back home. They all had a nice ride and now all the three were damn exhausted. It was a bit tiring but they enjoyed it. Parking the cycles in the garden they all went inside the mansion with smiley faces. Walking in tharn has his hand wrapped around types waist.

"Tharn, what do you think you're doing?" Type asked.

"What?" Tharn questioned.

"This." Type pointed his index finger to his waist on which tharn had wrapped his hand around.

"Ohh,"

Type nodded

"Take it off. We are at home now."

"What's wrong with that? I'm just showing everyone to whom you belong." Tharn smiles.

"Cheesy. Who the hell doesn't know to whom I belong to?"

"Everyone." Tharn said smiling.

"Then there is-" his sentence was hung in the air when panit greeted them.

"Hey, lovebirds. How was your morning?"

"Refreshing."

Type smiled.

"Hmm...I can see that tharn doesn't want to keep you even a millimeter away from him." Panit chuckled.

Type blushed.

Tharn chuckled too.

"Not a millimeter and a second away." Tharn added.

Type blushed even more. He quickly pinched tharn's hand making tharn startled a bit. Tharn eyes him with narrow eyes.

"I can see your fiance blushing already." Panit smiled.

"Grandpa, It's type, how many times have I told you this." Tharn said.

Type laughed.

"I like to tease you." Panit smiled.

The couple laughed.

"And what about you phana?" Panit couldn't help but ask.

Phana was sitting on the couch exhausted still thinking about that boy.

"Phana!" Panit called out again and sat beside him.

"Huh? "

"You seemed distracted?"

"I'm fine." Phana smiled.

"Hmm...stressed about a girlfriend?" Tharn added laughing.

"Girlfriend? Do you have one?" Panit asked smiling.

"I don't asshole."

"Language." Panit reminded.

"Grandpa, I don't have one."

"You aren't lying, are you?"

"Yes, he's lying grandpa." Tharn added.

"You." Pha was about to smack tharn's head when Emma stopped him.

"Started fighting in the morning already?" Asked Emma as he sat beside type.

"Good morning son." She greeted type. Type smiled back.

"Well, you all have seem exhausted, go get a bath and come down for the breakfast." She smiled.

"Yes, mom."

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