章 47: Chapter 44 : On Stage
"Wow! You say Tharn plays music, is this the bar, so freaking cool!"
"What are you so excited about."
On a gloomy day, football rehearsal was cancelled, and Type was pestered by a friend to bring him to the place where Tharn to play music because he wanted to see that dazzling talented man banging drums, and since he'd only seen it at the rehearsal room once. All along the way, the southern boy now took a ride on his friend's motorcycle while telling him the route, until he joined his wide-eyed friend at the classy bar-restaurant.
"I thought Ai'Tharn was playing in a small shop instead of this big one." The awesome football player said excitedly.
"You know, ever since that time when he played the drums for me, all the song I mentioned he could drum them, and that little wave of his hand, so freaking super cool! I just admire him. It's not like you didn't tell me earlier that he was still coming to the bar to play music." The excited look on his friend's face made Type pout, and though he didn't know why he was praising the man with the Great Wall of China bloodline, a deep sense of pride arose inside him.
He's my man!
And Techno only found out about Tharn playing music in the cafeteria because when he ran into him in the morning, he heard Tharn say he'd be back late tonight and Type shouldn't have to wait for him before he eats. Asked around and he found out that Tharn was making money just as well as he is doing part-time band player, so how can he pass that up?
"He's been playing for a long time."
"Didn't I tell you?"
"You bastrd didn't say anything to me except to take him to task for scolding me, and it's still my hard work to find out what you guys are." Techno said coldly, causing Type to shrug, counting him right.
I used to just scold him, but once he became a lover, I kicked Techno out of the way.
"He supposedly started playing in high school, but the band he was playing at broke up because of a conflict with a friend in the band, this is a new band that had just started during the holidays, and it just so happened that the owner of the store, Big Brother, contacted and said he was going to let them come to the store and try it out and he will hire them if they could perform well, and then like you heard, the time he came to work was at night, and although it wasn't peak time, Tharn said it was good enough for the big band to play at this time." Type just said what he heard, and Techno listened intently, in disbelief.
"You know all these about your lover, too."
"Techno Ai'Hiaa!" Type grunted curtly when his friend teased, masking a surprising shyness, as if caught in the grip of the fact that he now cared about Tharn too.
"Ow, I'm telling the truth, how did you know Tharn before, living in the same apartment, and you have to come and ask me if Tharn is the one guarding you as a patient." Techno gives the pouting man the truth.
"He told me I had to remember and didn't think to learn more about him."
A nonchalant look made Type silent for a moment, then asked again.
"There are several members of the Tharn band."
"Four."
"What a crowd."
"Lhong, Tae, and Song, who is a senior."
"Who's the lead singer?"
"His friend, Lhong."
"Have you seen him?"
"No, how long are you going to ask me, Ai'Shiaa!" It's like playing a game where you ask me every question Type can answer, making the person asking the question laugh and not caring what he's been scolded for, as he raises his hand and slaps Type hard on the shoulder, then says in a proud tone until Type wants to punch him in the face.
"You could be a good match too."
"What's that got to do with anything, it's all said and done, he said it to me." Type said exasperatedly, but the tall, lanky man was still smiling and tapped Type on the shoulder twice more.
"Well, that'll do it, and I won't feel sorry for Ai'Tharn, say, now that you have realized and you've changed." Then Techno asked another question that made Type turn his shoulders to escape, school up his face as if to say where I've changed, and took the lead and walked into the bar, letting the future team leader follow, and then said in a happy tone.
"Now that you're more attached to others and less impatient, you don't listen every time I say that, and keep scolding my ancestors, plus looking at me like I'm about to be cut into eight pieces." The guy said hilariously, but Type didn't laugh along because he was thinking about the question he had just asked.
Was this a change in him, which came with him not realizing at all that he wasn't still the same Type?
"Hey, you're a friend of Tharn's right, wait oh, I'll call Sister Jeed for you."
Thinking was interrupted when the beautiful staff member of the store turned to see, and seemed to remember him and greeted him with a smile.
"Sis, it's okay, I'm just here with a friend for a bite to eat." Type replied politely, but the staff member over there stepped over to the beautiful woman who turned her head at the sound of the greeting, wearing a thin dress, and when she saw who it was, Sister Jeed smiled sweetly while striding over in huge stride.
"Hey, come cheer your lover on, how handsome." The beauty couldn't help but tease, and Type raised his hand in a wai before politely replying.
"No, sis, just came to eat with a friend, and the friend wanted to find a good bar-restaurant to sit in, and this was the first place I thought of sis." Type said with a grin, looking a little flirtatious and making the other laugh with satisfaction.
"That's so sweet, even if you say so I have nothing to give you."
"Don't give anything, I just need to be close to the stage."
"A trivial matter, want a table where you can see Tharn's face clearly, go ahead and pick it."
"Haha, I didn't come to see him, it's just that the food at my sister's shop is delicious and the alcohol is more to my taste." Type couldn't help but joke around a bit, having gotten used to the woman, and wasn't pushy about things like being the object of Tharn's jokes.
Besides sister she already knew and was hiding something to do.
"Feel free then, and your friend too, oh, I'll catch up later, just in time for some more business in the shop."
"Yes, sister." As soon as the beauty left, Type took a shortcut with a silent Techno to a corner, but a seat around the stage, and immediately sat down.
"What are you looking at?" The way good friends look over was anxiety-provoking.
The guy looked like he was holding onto something.
"Oh hoo, since when do you like older women, ah, all this time you said you don't like older ones, it's not true, that sister just now, although beautiful, is not young." Techno rushed to ask when the gossiped about person was gone, and that question made Type shake his head.
"Don't be ridiculous, it has nothing to do with older women, I was just talking to that sister."
"You're still joking with her." Techno pointed out what he found out and then explained.
"Every time if you're not interested, you say a word or two and get away with it, but what is it, she's always teasing like this that you and Tharn are a couple, the same way I do, and you attach yourself to her, joking and chatting and being so polite." The words caused Type to let out a long sigh.
"She's older." Type argued, leaving Techno to stare at him in silence.
The watchful look caused Type to sigh deeply again, lift his foot and kick him under the table, then pout.
"Well, Tharn works here."
"What does that have to do with him?"
"Ah, Techno can't you use your head? If I do something to upset Sister Jeed, Tharn is gig screwed, I don't want to cause him any trouble, so just need to be careful with your words." Eventually, Type blurted out in annoyance, as if to say something like that how could you not think of that, which made Techno look even more silent.
"So I'll say... man you've changed!"
"There you go again, I'll 'slap' you in the head later." Type narrowed his eyes somewhat impatiently, and the good friend had to hurry.
"Type, you've really changed, you care more about Tharn than you did before, at least, thinking about what to do when you can think about the face of your lover."
"..."
"Really, it used to be that you wouldn't let people say you were a man's love or crush, either to avoid it or to wave your hands at it, and now, face to face, talking about a lover as is as usual."
"Boring, just get the menu." Type was silent for a moment, making a face like he didn't have to care about what his good friend said before calling out to the waiter, then raising his hand to call the menu to avoid answering the question, but with the friend's words in mind.
He didn't know he had changed until a friend spoke up and could think of someone else at the time.
I will do nothing to lose you, I do care about you more than I ever thought I would, Ai'Tharn.
"If you're coming, why didn't you tell me first?"
"Where am I going to just come, I came along wasn't it because it was this guy?"
"Haha, how about that Techno?"
Then sat together for a while, listening to the songs playing in the equipment, until the order of food gradually came to an end, and the first band member to perform tonight was taking the lower stage to get ready, while the handsome drummer, just in time to change his school uniform into jeans and a dark vest, turned around and immediately took a big step forward with both legs.
That handsome face, so handsome that you can't take your eyes off of it, with a smile on its face, you can tell at first glance that man's very happy.
"It's not great, it's just super awesome, and it's exciting!" While Techno talks and clutches the left side of his chest in his hand, making a heart-beat-next-to-beat look, he was too excited for his friend to shrug off, Tharn laughed at him.
A loud noise.
Multiple beauties wanted to catch a glimpse of the handsome drummer, and Tharn took a seat right next to Type's chair, looking all natural, and Techno didn't say hello, only Type alone frowned and stared up until he saw dark eyes that clearly showed the owner's ownership.
"Why come and sit here, there are so many seats."
"It's time to get up later, just sit down and relax your thighs." Tharn chuckled, sitting with his butt only halfway down, letting one leg go to the wooden floor, his hands loosely crossed between his legs, allowing part of his body to attach to Type's arms, which Type tried to dodge.
This looks like Tharn can pester me at any time.
"Did you drink?" At this point Techno asked and Tharn shook his head.
"Let's not drink and wait till I finish the show first."
"You don't have to worry about him, someone will buy the beer for him on stage later." The southern boy said nastily, but made the man sitting on the armrest look over with his neck crooked and a smile in his eyes.
"Jealous?"
"Want a beating?!" Then Type laughed too, answering in super polite language until Tharn burst out laughing loud.
"I knew you wouldn't say nice things."
"Going to call me a dog-mouth xsshole."
"I didn't say, oh, but you're a worm in my heart and know my heart best."
"You damned bastrd, you will get a beating later."
"Haha..."
The two boys were bickering, and Techno himself laughed along, watching the two friends sitting in the same chair, and although they didn't say sweet things like the male and female couples did, he instead felt the two of them were flirting.
He'd never seen Type joke around with anyone like that, at least, Type would make obnoxious looks at Tharn, and he was not in a bad mood.
"You guys are so sweet, oh."
Sudden
"What are you talking about?" Type immediately turned his head, and the man who spoke raised his hand back and forth, and then a look of delight passed on his face.
"Ah, you two look like you're the only two people in the world and you can't see me, that's right, I'm the light bulb, you're the only one cheering for Tharn." It didn't take long for Techno to tease his friends again, so Techno brought it up and made Type rip his teeth out, but didn't do anything excessive, as Tharn hilariously put it.
"No, there are more than two people in my world, but the most important person to me is him."
"Shame on you!"
Of course, Type immediately cursed out when the drummer tries to make a sweet-to-the-point-of-disgusting-until-creepy, can't-believe-that-so-bad-words-are-coming-from-a-younger-as-discreet-as-he-is, and Techno ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha felt like he wanted to throw a glass over it.
"Can't imagine you'd say something like that again."
"Will have to ask him." Tharn immediately thumbed at the person next to him, causing Techno to burst out laughing.
"Hmmm, couldn't have imagined the two of you getting this far, honestly if it had been before, it's unbelievable." The team captain said it like that, making Tharn laugh, squint over, and then say it more seriously.
"I didn't think it would be today either."
"Don't talk like you just grabbed the trophy for the best drummer in the world, okay?" Type couldn't help but say, and Tharn smiled again.
Suddenly
"Hey, which one, don't you introduce me to a friend?"
The chatter used to be even more exaggerated than it was now, and Tharn almost fell on his heels, when all of a sudden a man wrapped his arms around his neck from behind, so he stretched his face out in front of him so that the people at the table could see his face clearly.
The newcomer was a fair-skinned man with Chinese ancestry looks who looked good at first glance, but it shouldn't have been that mesmerizing compared to the neck-hugger, the tall body in uniform wasn't much different from a friend's, and the most obvious thing should have been the dazzling eyes, eyes like Techno's, making one feel like a warm-hearted person, plus friends, ready to join anyone.
"Wow, Ai'Lhong, I'm in pain." Type is also a good friend who is meeting lover's friends for the first time.
Until then, seriously he would never want to meet the lover's friend, the more he tells people he is the object, the better to kill me. But then, he was changing himself and was trying to adjust himself to being with the cunning object, so he came to meet today and the subject was not too anxious.
"Heh heh, just a hug on the neck and you're called sore, hello everyone, my name is Lhong, I'm the lead singer, friend of that handsome guy in the orchestra."
"I'm Techno." one can be sure he's a gentle man, and (unexpectedly) immediately introduced himself, and in passing introduced a friend to him.
"That's Type, Tharn's roommate," Luckily, he was only introduced that way, Lhong immediately looked over and said as if he knew.
"I've heard your name for a long time, and it's very famous to see it in person today!"
"Famous?" So Type asked, uncertainly, when did he became famous? This made Lhong laugh.
"Everyone know in high school that you hated gays, and I was puzzled...maybe I was exaggerating." The lead singer spoke to himself, turning his head to look at his friend next to him before he stopped talking, and the look also indicated that Lhong knew Tharn was gay, he was more of a suspicion of how the two of them could live together.
Of course, Type smiled brightly, clearly emphasizing.
"Well, I hate gays!"
Words like that made Tharn shake his head slightly, not angry, knowing that the man who was good at showing off had additional sentences.
'I hate gays, except for you.'
Type even wanted to say that.
"Hey, are the brothers on stage yet, the audition is over." The sound of talking interrupted, and another member of the band took it in stride, causing Type to turn to look at him.
"Brother Tharn and Brother Lhong's friends, how are you, brother, my name is Song." The kid looked nice and polite as he raised his hand and gave everyone a curtsy before turning to his Phi brothers.
"Phi brother, are we going to go on stage, Brother Tae has gone on stage to get ready." The question made the two lads nod and just get up.
Sudden
"Ai'Tharn, look at that!" The lead singer returned and gripped his friend's shoulder tightly, then turned his head to look around the other corner of the shop, Tharn following suit, and of course Type looked suspiciously over until he saw that there were only two or three men seated together at that table, and that one of them was staring closely over.
"Isn't that Tum, what's he doing here."
Who is it, thought Type, turning around to look at the lover's suddenly serious face?
"Oh, did something happen between the Phi brothers and Brother Tum, I saw you guys being close before." Type got impatient too, and he was probably the only one who didn't know who Tum was, since even the Song kid did, and the words made Lhong glance at Tharn, then say exasperatedly.
"There's a problem between Tharn and Brother Tum."
"Oh, Phi Brother's ex, you once mentioned that."
Sudden
"You talk a lot, walk away, you'll get docked for work later." When the Song kid tried to finish, Lhong immediately grabbed him by the neck and pulled him aside. At this moment Type looked up at the man sitting on the armrest.
Bam...
"Nothing." He just tapped his shoulder twice and said heavily. Turning to look at the man for a moment, he then turned and walked towards the stage, every time Type wanted to swing his fist all over his face, but this time he just sat quietly as his brain was sorting through what he had heard.
Was Tharn at odds with the man named Tum because of the man's young brother, coupled with what he had said a long time ago, or was the man his ex's brother, the man who had been in the same band, and the band had broken up because he had broken up with the man's brother.
Forget it, it's the ex-brother.
Though thinking that way, couldn't help but feel that someone was waiting to poke at the heart with a toothpick.
"I think that man is quite familiar, but whatever, it's better to look at Tharn, Type you look at it, your lover is definitely godly, I guarantee it." Type swept the matter out of his mind when Techno told him to look at the band members on stage.
Thud
The music started, incredibly, and the same song that came on from the stereo all at once turned the cozy restaurant atmosphere into a buzz, as the song rang out from the population standing there, combining with the sound of the music equipment until it vibrated throughout the store, causing many people to move their feet to the beat, their mouths to hum along, and to start looking for the waiter to get a paper to order the song.
"Well, these kids are great aren't they?" As Type stared intently, the boss lady appeared from behind and asked anxiously, and Type had to turn around to look at her. "Especially Tharn and his technique." Sister Jeed gave another thumbs up, making Type think deeply about the lover who was really annoying.
"Sis just congratulate him alone? Lhong has a nice voice too." Type couldn't help but ask, causing her to laugh.
"Also oh, how about congratulating him for me, I think Tharn exudes so much masculine charm when he plays the drums that he wants to be hugged too."
"Aha, I hear Sis has a husband."
"Oh, we people still have to have some ideas." Sister Jeed said hilariously, but loudly promoting Tharn made Type have to turn back to look at the drummer again before turning around.
It's not about having an awesome husband that makes you feel inferior.
Not shy from seeing how pretty he was.
Not from the excitement of seeing his remarkable aura.
Just understand why Tharn is so glamorous when he plays the drums.
God Ai'Shiaa, I'm gonna pull you down, Ai'Shiaa!
Why, full of sharp eyes were revealing strange emotions, sexy dark eyes, the corner of the mouth tilted to one side, as if intoxicated in the rhythm of very shocking music, but he looks on the contrary to fierceness, making the handsome face more and more full of blazing emotions, large beads of sweat flowed down to penetrate the temples, at this time the limbs are moving with the rhythm.
What Type has seen has been too much to experience.
The expression was full of emotion, the eyes were like wild animals, and the corners of the mouth were smiling wickedly, all of which could be seen in the bed.
Tharn played the drums with a look of lust on his face.
Sxxy reasons and exuding hormones made the rest of the band members look like they were in no match for him, as he's revealing his dark emotions through music to the point that Type doesn't feel like he was looking straight.
This look, this look, this behavior, made Type parched.
It's not surprising that other viewers watched and wanted to hug him, as Tharn is clearly channeling the masculinity appealing to seduce women.
Ai'Shiaa! You're just playing music and letting out so much of your heart!
Type gritted his teeth as he couldn't deny himself inside.
That look is enough for me to see alone, fvcking xsshole!
"I'll stay with you tonight, friends."
"Go home."
"No way, it's time to go back so my mom to skin me and kill me... woo hoo!"
Tharn's band took a break after their set, but the handsome and stylish drummer didn't go back as soon as the other band members broke up, and came to sit and eat with Type until almost 10:00, and of course after eating together for so long, someone must have been drunk as a dog, and that person was Techno.
The man, who couldn't ride the motorcycle, bothered Type to ride back, and with a load, a man the size of Tharn, agreed to take him along for the ride back to the dorm, so much so that the drunken man was staggering around the two of them, refusing to go home, and Type was opening his mouth to shoo him away.
Boom!
"Save me some room... I can't, I'm sleepy." He said with a look of incomprehension.
"Techno, how pathetic to drink so little and looking like a mess, honestly ask you, is this the state of all going to drink with others?" Type bent down to ask the man who was sitting upside down on the couch, flicking his head to chase away the dizziness, but seemed even more dazed than before, as the tall man momentarily allowed himself to fall asleep on the couch.
"Hmm," he responded just like that, making the person watching next to him frown.
"Hey, if you want to go to bed, go take a shower first."
"He's already so drunk that it would be awesome if he could to walk to the room." Upon seeing that the object was kicking his friend with his foot, Tharn answered for him, making Type turn around and watch.
"You want to say you're good enough to walk him to the room."
"So you're giving me a reward?"
"You want a kick yeah."
"Ah, no oh, I've seen your two feet today." Those who listened replied with a grin in denial, looking at the man who was unbuttoning his school uniform and tossing it into the basket, and the afterglow saw the man who had slipped on the couch.
"Are we going to call his mother?"
"He is against it, in the car, but whether his mother understood it or not, his voice was slurred." Tharn said hilariously, making Type shake his head, but still walked over to the closet and grabbed a piece of clothing out, then tossed it at the man who was barfing and gagging and sleeping on the couch.
"Give him the blanket, and when the cold kills him, the team will definitely come after me." Type said, but Tharn could detect it.
He's worried about his friends.
The idea is laughable.
"Obey my wife."
"Honey, you're going to be the next one to get kicked in the butt later." He threatened back, but didn't resist, while walking barefoot into the bathroom, a look that couldn't help but make Tharn feel that he wouldn't look himself in the face.
Since getting off the stage, he wasn't quite willing to look himself in the face and couldn't help but wonder if he'd missed something, but couldn't figure it out how to make a fuss
Tharn kept asking himself, whether it was when he opening the blanket cover over Techno, or when going in for a shower, or even when walking out of the bathroom and then noticing that Type had turned off the lights and had collapsed to sleep, as if falling asleep first, and sighed.
He doesn't like to play music himself or talk about Lhong spilling the beans about the ex-brother thing.
The man who had pulled the covers to cover his body pondered, glanced at the man sleeping next to him, then realized he was already asleep, and rolled over with his back turned, since he had friends to stay with, and he should not dare to do anything excessive, even though it was Friday tonight.
On Friday, have fun having xxx for a whole day because don't worry about being late the next.
Then, after many drinks in the night, under the influence of alcohol, consciousness quickly blurred and sleep struck, but not before falling into a deep sleep.
Sudden
"Hmm." Type held him hard from behind, causing Tharn to shake off his sleep and turn around confusedly until he heard.
"I want it." The bed partner whispered, still moving his body over until their bodies were close together, his face leaning over until the two eyes were intertwined.
His obsessive eyes were slowly filling with intense emotion.
"Want what?" Tharn asked, but instead he said.
"Doing it."
"Huh?" Tharn grunted in his throat, almost fully awake, looking at the man who was reaching over to pick his pants, and whispering again.
"If I don't have you do me tonight, I won't be able to sleep."
It was a remark that even Tharn himself couldn't believe he could invite so daringly.
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