Chapter 40

                                    

                                          
Type and the twins will be released from the hospital. Ne also arrived immediately after Megan called who was very worried about what happened to Type. he also met Tharn's parents and their friends. Tharn also agreed not to live with Type and the twins. so when Type was about to take Grace, she suddenly cried and clung to Tharn's clothes. Tharn was happy because of this. Type just scratched his head because of it. so he did nothing but go with Tharn to the mansion. everyone was happy to agree especially Tharn's parents. especially his Dad.


while in the car, Type couldn't get over the nervousness. nervous because he will see Art. he knew he was to blame for why they broke up with Tharn. he just sighed and peeked out the window. he is now next to Tharn and carrying Grace who is smiling. he was carrying Gulf who was fast asleep. they were already in front of the big gate which made him even more nervous. he was surprised when Tharn suddenly grabbed his hand. so he looked at it.

"You don't have to be scared, especially not nervous. I'm right here beside you," Tharn said with a smile. Type just nodded.
Tharn's parents got out of the car first and opened the door for them. they also included Kira who was carrying Tharn's Dad who was asleep on its chest. Ne and Megan didn't come along anymore because they still had a lot to do. when they entered they found Art in the living room with his eyebrows raised looking at Type. his hands were placed on the lower part of his chest.
"Welcome home Tharn!" then he go to Tharn to give a kiss but Tharn avoid him.
it looked at Type and raised eyebrows who grinned sarcastically and looked from head to toe.
"Oh! I didn't notice you. When did the Kirigun mansion turn into an orphanage? I think you've come to the wrong place."
"Stop it, Art. Don't start."
"Oh! I'm sorry. My bad." Art still kept staring at Type, so Type just looked away.
"Go ahead, Tharn. I need to take Kira to her new room," his daddy said.
Tharn ignored Art and just walked past him. Type followed Tharn. Art was visibly frustrated. If it weren't for Tharn's parents, he probably would have already pulled Tharn's hair.
They were on the third floor where Tharn's room is also next to Type's room. Type was about to go to his old room when Tharn suddenly stopped him.
"Where are you going?"
"To my room. We're staying here, right?"
"Who said that?"
"I did. I just said it, didn't I?" Tharn answered irritably. Tharn gave him a sharp look, so Type fell silent.
"You're not staying there. You'll stay in my room," Tharn said casually, which startled Type.
"huh? why do we sleep there I have my own room here? do i have no room here since I left without saying goodbye? Type's sad said.
"Stop thinking about unnecessary things. Your room is still there, but for now, you'll be sleeping here until the kids are older." Then he pulled Type's hand to enter his room because he knew they would have a long discussion.
When they entered the room, Type was amazed by the beautiful arrangement of Tharn's room. Since Tharn's room was quite large, he was surprised to find no crib for the twins. When Tharn opened another door, Type was even more amazed because it was clearly prepared and arranged specifically for the twins. He couldn't help but tear up. He quickly wiped his tears and looked more closely at the displays.

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
"Do you like it for our babies? If you don't, we can change it. Just let me know."
"No. I mean, I love it. I really like it. T-thank you for doing this for my babies," Type said with tears in his eyes.
They gently placed the twins down and sat on the nearby couch.
"For OUR babies, Type. Like I've said, I'm their Daddy, and I'll do everything for them. I had this prepared as soon as I found out I was going to be their Daddy," Tharn said with a smile.
Tharn stood up from the couch and left the nursery room, with Type following him. Type watched Tharn's actions and was surprised when Tharn opened his luggage and put all his clothes in the closet alongside Tharn's clothes.
"Hep!hep!"
"Hooray?" Tharn responded with a laugh and gave him a pointed look.
"What are you doing? That's my clothes." Type asked with curiosity.
"You can see, right? I put your clothes in my closet," Tharn continued his task.
"I know, but why did you put them there? I'm supposed to sleep on the other side," Type replied, a bit miffed.
"Who said that?"
"I did. I just said it, didn't I? Repeatedly?"
"If you don't want to, and if you do, from now on you will sleep here in my room. You'll have a hard time if you come back here to check on our children when they cry at night. That's why I made a door connector so we wouldn't have any trouble," Tharn answered seriously, turning his back on Type as he arranged his clothes.
"But-----"
"No more buts. You'll sleep here, end of story!"
"But where will I sleep?" Tharn turned to him and pointed to the bed.
"Here. Can't you see the bed?" Type was surprised by what Tharn said.
"W-what? I'll sleep there? And where will you sleep?"
"Here too. We'll be beside each other. Is there a problem?" Tharn replied with raised eyebrows.
Type just facepalmed.
"W-why do we have to sleep together? We're not even--- haysss! Never mind!"
"Why not? We've already made twins, and now you're shy around me?" Tharn said, leaning close to Type's face. Tharn giggled as he saw Type's cheeks and ears redden.
"W-what are you saying, Sir?" Type moved his face away from Tharn and turned around.
"Do we need to be married before we sleep together? Well, let's get married then. After all, we've already prioritized the honeymoon. How about that?" Tharn continued teasingly.
Type looked at him with wide eyes.
"Hahaha, look at yourself in the mirror. So cute. Hahaha. Well, I'm just joking. But if you take it seriously, I'd accept right away, for the sake of our twins. But for now, don't think about it. Rest now. I know you haven't recovered your strength yet. I'll wake you up when dinner is ready. Get comfortable from now on. What's mine will be yours and our kids'. Sleep well and please dream of me." He said, still teasing.
Type's face was completely red from what he heard from Tharn. He turned away, climbed into bed, and covered himself with the comforter.
"And"
Type immediately pulled up the blanket.
"Please stop calling me Sir. I'm not your secretary anymore, and definitely not your boss. You can call me Tharn, baby, honey, hubby, booboobear, and so on. It's up to you. But I'd like it if you call me Daddy," he said with a laughing wink at Type.
"Tse! You're too full of yourself. I'll call you whatever I want."
"Oh, really?" Tharn said, moving closer to Type and bringing his face near.
"From now on, every time you call me Sir, I'll kiss you. Got it?" He stared at Type seductively. Type swallowed hard.
"Ah, whatever. You can't do anything about it. If I want to call you Sir, I'll call you Sir. Sir. Sir. Sir..." He couldn't finish his sentence as Tharn suddenly kissed him. It was just a light peck, but Tharn saw the shock on Type's face and laughed even more, seeing him blush even more.
"Just like I said, don't call me Sir," Tharn giggled. He stood up and turned away. "Just sleep. I might not be able to control myself and might end up crawling over you at the wrong time. We might end up with more kids," he teased, then continued with what he was doing earlier.
Type was left staring at him, blushing. He turned away and pulled the blanket over himself.