This Time

Chapter 1

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it was already morning when Tharn and Type felt somebody's been jumping on their bed. Both of them rubbed their eyes and adjusted their eyes from the blurriness of their sight. They finally look up and saw it was Kamon.

Kamon: "Daddy, Papa. wake up. I'm hungry"

But it seems like his parents aren't moving so he moved and was laying on top of Type. He kept tapping Type's cheeks to wake him up.

Kamon: "wake up, papa"

Type: "okay, okay, i'm up"

He sat up with Kamon on his lap.

Type: "why don't you go wait in the living room and wait for me? Papa will shower first,okay?"

Kamon nodded and ran downstairs in the living room. The couple could hear the tv.

Type: "you should shower too, love"

Tharn: "But I want to sleep"

He groaned and rolled showing his back to Type, who slapped him in the back.

Type: "Love, if I don't see you awake by the time I finish showering, i swear you're not getting any breakfast today"

He got some clothes and went inside the bathroom. He doesn't know why but his chest was tightening like something bad is going to happen today but he shrugged it off and continue to shower. While Tharn, afraid of not having breakfast, sat up and waited for Type to finish.

When Type finished showering, he again looked at mirror. He was definitely going to tell his lover today at breakfast. He was nervous to what his reaction will be but he was also excited. Excited that Tharn will be there throughout his pregnancy, excited to be taken care by his lover, excited to the time when he'll be giving birth, Tharn will be there to hold his hand say it'll be okay. He didn't even notice that it was a few minutes since he spaced out. He wore his shirt and came out of the bathroom. He saw Tharn sitting on the bed. He walked towards him and caressed his hair.

Type: "It's your turn, I'll just be in the kitchen"

Tharn nodded and stumbled to the bathroom clearly, still sleepy. Type smiled in amusement and finally went downstairs to cook their breakfast. He saw Kamon looking happily while watching his favorite show. "He was so much like his father", he thought. He cooked a simple breakfast, eggs and bacon. After a few minutes, he saw Tharn coming out of the room just in time for breakfast. They settled in their seats and began eating. In the middle of that, Type decided to tell him about their baby.

Type: "Love, I have something to tell you"

Tharn looked up to him and anticipated on what Type will tell him.

Type: "I'm-"

He was interrputed by a knock in the door. He was kind of annoyed by it, he was going to tell his lover but it interrupted them. Tharn stood up and said he'll get it. He walked towards the door and turned the knob. When he was faced with person who knocked, he couldn't believe it was ....

Type: "Love, who's at the door?"

He called out and was standing not too far away from them.

Jongin: "....... Tar ... "

Type stiffed at the mention of the name. Tar, Tharn's ex, Kamon's REAL daddy. He left after giving birth to Kamon. Tharn said that he was about to go to the hospital to visit Tar and Kamon but Tar's parents came with Kamon in their hands.

-FLASHBACK-

Tar's Mom: "Here's your son and money"

Tharn: "what?"

Tar's Mom: "Is it not enough for you? You already have your son and a great amount of money. Don't come any closer to our son. He's not in the hospital anymore"

And with that, Tar's parents left, leaving a dumbfounded Tharn with his son in his arms.

-END OF FLASHBACK-

Type was afraid that this day would come. Tar at the door asking for his husband and son. He felt his chest tightening, feeling scared and probably tomorrow and the next day and to the next.

Tharn: "what are you doing here?"

Tar: "P'Tharn, please. I just want to-"

Tharn: "After you left, you have the guts to come here?"

Tar: "Please, I didn't know. Mae said that the baby died and you got mad at me. She said that you don't love me anymore because I killed our baby but I found out that she was lying. Please, Thar, I just want to spend time with our son until my last breath"

Tharn: "what do you mean?"

Tar: "I have cancer, Tharn. I found out 2 years after I gave birth to our son"

As a matter of fact, Tar was wearing a hat and a mask, looking pale than ever. Tharn suddenly felt pity at his ex-lover who didn't even mean to leave and now he has cancer and didn't even met his son.

'Our'. That word creep out of Type. Kamon was 'their' son, not his, and now he's here. He silently listened and looked at the ex-couple in front of him. His chest got even tighter as they continue their conversation. Kamon, who was curious at the adults walked out to see who the guest was.

Kamon: "Daddy, why are you taking so long?"

The three of them looked at the little boy. Tar was close to tearing up, looking at his son. It was his first time meeting with his son. He was nervous that his son might get mad at him for leaving him. Tharn motioned his son to come closer. Kamon ran beside his daddy and looked at Tar with curiousity.

Tharn: "His name is Kamon"

Tar crouch down so that his son will eye him straightly.

Tar: "Hello Kamon, do you know me?"

Kamon: "I see you in pictures with daddy"

Tharn: "He's your daddy too"

Kamon: "My real daddy?"

Both parents nodded their head. Kamon was tearing up and suddenly hug Tar so tight. While Tar...... he was shocked and taken aback by his action. He hugs him back and continuously chant 'sorrys' while Tharn tried to calm Kamon down by rubbing his back. From a very young age, Kamon had already knew that Type was not his real father. Tharn didn't want to further his son's ignorance.

Type respected that they need space as a 'family' so he went to his and Tharn's room and cried in the bathroom. Tharn's ex was back and now their family is complete. Tharn, Tar and their son, Kamon. And sadly, Tar has cancer, how could he hate someone who is dying? Kamon wasn't even his son, he's Tar's, why would he hate someone who just wants to spend time with his son until his last breath? He's so confused right now. He just keep crying while the shower was running.

After a few minutes, he got out of the bathroom. He expected murmurs of words but he didn't hear any. He opened the door slightly to peak and see if the three are still in the living room but he didn't saw anyone. He opened wide the door and ran downstairs. They were not there.

Type: **they must've gone somewhere**

He cleaned the table and when everything was clear, he went out to his friend.

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