[นิยายแปล ภาษาอังกฤษ] TharnType Story (เกลียดนักมาเป็นที่รักกันซะดีๆ by MAME)

ลำดับตอนที่ #1 : Ch00: Overture

Type

"I hate gay!"

This is something I keep telling everyone since I was in middle school, high school, or even in the university. Gay is the only one thing I hate... Totally hate!

Stop! Don't judge me. I'm not homophobic. I get it. Every gender has the right to be themselves... as long as they don't come to mess up with me.

I don't understand since I could remember, these people were always coming around me. Now I'm 18 and a half and still cannot get away from these people. Fuck! Now when we are talking about it. I'm pissed again. What the motherfucking wrong with these people? What's wrong with them? They always love to touch my arms... Can't they just leave my arm alone?

I should stop now talking about them otherwise I would be the worst narrow-hearted guy in this planet. Fuck! I fucking hate them. 

Of course, all of my gay friends know so well that they shouldn't come around me or the better yet, don't even tell me about their sexuality. Or I'll kick them away with my two feet. 

What can I do? I just hate.

Now I'm in college. I begged my dad to live by myself at the apartment out of campus. My life would be so much better if I could pick a roommate myself. Also, I could bring some girls to sleep over whenever I wanted to. Fuck! This could be a life in heaven. And my dad kills it. He said.

'You are a dude! You should stay in the dorm on campus, so you will learn how to live with people and make friends. Not just hanging out with your friends from the same major only. Connection... Do you know? Connection? If you can survive and pass your freshman year, then we can talk about the next year.'

I'm so fucked up. Daddy said I have to stay in the dorm for at least a year. Fine! I'll be in the dorm. I can beg him on the next year... But... Who the fuck is my roommate? And... it turns out to be...

"Type, you can eat these snacks. I got them from my seniors at school."

FUCK! He's so fucking handsome.

I look at the dude who stays on the other side of my bedroom and clearly he is so fucking handsome in every angle. Even his aura or his shadow still looks handsome. 

FUCK! How can I beat his handsomeness?

But

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Wait

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If he's this handsome, which means he can fuck as many girls as he wants... Which means he's not gay for sure.

YES! I'm ok this year. Fuck! Good!

I look at the big bag of snacks on the table in the middle of the room, while he put his shirt on.

Fuck! He's so good looking... I hate that, yet he's quite generous to let me eat these snacks.

Tharn is quite good looking. He's easy going, humble, and not arrogant at all. I like this about him. It's only the fourth day since he moves in and he always got the snacks to share with me. Like yesterday, for example, we had to practice the cheer and came back to the room very late. I was so fucking lazy to go out to find something to eat for the dinner. And he shared his dinner with me.

Tharn is a quiet guy. He always has his headset on and shut his eyes laying down on the bed. I don't know if he tries to practicing his listening skill or something. But the overall I feel so comfortable being his roommate.

"Hell no... I don't want to eat it for free again. This is too much already."

I take my old t-shirt out while talking to him. He just laugh.

"I cannot finish this. Help me." 

We are way so comfortable to each other already.

"(Laughter) How's your day? Got some girls lately?"

I'm quite a chatter so I don't mean what I'm talking to him. But then after I put my shirt on and turn to him. He is looking right at me. He looks at me for a few seconds and decide to grab his backpack and leave the room.

"I have a class. See you later"

Isn't that look so weird? Oh well... I must be illusive.

Fuck... I have a class too.

God wouldn't be that mean to send a gay to live with me for a year, I hope.

That's what I believe... But do you know? When god works, he or she doesn't give me only one obstacle.

Tharn

"What's up? Pretty early today?"

"Right! I cannot stay in my room."

"No sex for too long?"

I sigh and look at my best friend who's locking my neck and I have to take his arm away from my neck while I'm walking. I thought I would stop by at the canteen to find something to eat, but I met my best friend Longh. We have been best friend since high school.

"Are you serious about staying in the dorm? You said you didn't want to be in the dorm, I remember. What change your mind?"

"I'm too lazy to commune. And I've already stayed... So I don't want to move again."

I shrug my shoulder and sit on a bench at a table inside the canteen. 

"Also, my roommate is quite a nice guy."

"A sport science guy?"

"Yes."

I give Longh a short answer and walk to buy my usual breakfast. But while I'm standing there using my cell phone, I only have my roommate's picture inside my head.

I wasn't sure if I should stay at the dorm. To be honest, I'm a clean freak. I cannot accept a guy living in a dirty place. But then I'm too lazy to travel back and forward, so if I say here, then I can practice more.

My major is Music and my specialist is drum set. I played it since high school and I want to continue in the college. And if I live in a dorm, then I can stay practice until late. Which means, I can play drum set more and more. And not only those conveniences I have had but also I like my roommate a lot.

The first time I knew his major is the Sport Science, I wasn't sure about his hygiene. But then I always see him get into the shower as soon as he came back to the room, then I'm so happy.

Besides... He's so hot as fuck. Very handsome one.

Type has a dark skin tone and completely different from a quarter wester blood as me. The most attractive point of Type is his eyes. He told me that he is a local southern boy. Not like south-south one, but from the northern part of the south, Surat Thani. That's why he has a very sharp pair of eyes. His eyelashes are so long. Longer than the girls I know of. Also with those muscle on his body. Of course, I'm very satisfied with what I've seen everyday.

And because...

"Tharn. The same menu again?"

I look at the source of that greeting. He's my senior Third year. I have to smile at him to keep my manner. This very tall and skinny with a big bag of bass on his back is my ex-boyfriend.

Yes... He's my ex.

"Of course."

I try to answer plainly and keep on using my cell phone. Not because I don't want to talk to him, but because our breaking up was a fuck up. And my order is ready, so I pay and walk back to my table, which Longh is sitting and he's looking at my ex-boyfriend.

"He still cannot leave you alone, can he?"

"Nonsense."

I just simply said that and started to eat. Longh laughed and started to criticise him.

"Just be careful. Your exes are spreading everywhere on campus. If they start to fight over you, I won't be surprised. And also watch out for your roommate too. Some of your ex might get to him, possibly."

"Straight."

"What?"

Longh asks.

"My roommate. He's straight."

And, YES, I'm GAY.

Longh laugh out loud and be as straight as arrow which I get used to with his personality.

"But you can fuck a straight one, can't you?"

I sigh. Messing up with a straight dude is always ended up with either emotional pain or physically pain from getting punched and kicked on my face.

Most importantly, I don't want to make a guy turn gay and cannot love a woman anymore.

"You know me. That's not gonna happen."

I shrug my shoulders and finish my breakfast. That conversation should finish a minute ago unless my nosey best friend add more information.

"But I've heard that your roommate is a homophobe."

I'm stunned a little and nod. Of course, I've heard that too. But as long as he doesn't know, I can stay quietly and peacefully. Since I'm not out at all right in front of him. I already swore to myself that I won't mess up with any straight guy. I don't want any trouble.

So, yes, of course, I won't touch Type for sure.

"As long as he doesn't know"

I reply to Longh and try to focus on the instruments and music notes in my head. 

Also, nobody knows that Type is perfectly 100% my type. So, it's quite hard to control myself. Yet, I shouldn't think of him at all.

Still... I don't know what will happen next with my homophobic roommate and a gay roommate like me.