[นิยายแปล ภาษาอังกฤษ] TharnType Story (เกลียดนักมาเป็นที่รักกันซะดีๆ by MAME)

ลำดับตอนที่ #2 : Ch01: Can't run from what you hate

(Sound of water splashing continuously)!

The bright blue swimming pool was splashed because of many Sports Science students started to jump into the pool in their swimming class. The chats between the coach and the students were loud mixed with the laughter from the students. It was a very hot day, so the students were very happy being inside the water. As same as Mr. Tiwat or Type who was born in the south, the land of the oceans, he was the very first few students who jumped into the water in that day.

Swimming is the basic course that every freshman from Sports Science has to take. Of course, for people who can swim, this becomes a very fun class, but for some people who don't know how to swim, this can be a very tough class. They need to be able to swim at the end of the semester. But for Type, this course is such a piece of cake.

"Type... This is a basic course. What the heck are you doing?"

"If you cannot swim, you should just say so. Don't pretend that you can swim, but still stuck around the pool like you are doing now."

Techno is one of his high school friend who came to study at the same university as Type. His major is also Sports Science. And as a freshman, he also needed to take this class as well. They met each other since the very first year of high school. Type was studying in the science class, but Techno was studying in the art class. Techno was in the Futsal club at school and they met during the sport weeks at school. They were not this close until the second year of high school when Techno needed help, so he asked Type to join the team and they won. Not only the Futsal, but they won in almost every competition at school. And they were best pals ever since. That was also one of the reasons why Type chose to apply for the Sports Science major. Although Techno cannot swim.

"You are so fucked up, dude."

Type shook his head looking at his best friend being struggled with practicing. Techno needed a serious practice in a course for the beginners.

"Shut the fuck up. I can still beat you in the football field, though."

"Why do I have to do that, if I know that I'm going to lose. Stop being stupid for a moment, would you?"

Type laughed while chatting with his best friend, who's trying to learn how to swim in the pool.

"I'm not stupid. Stop calling me that. I am a member of the College Football Team and I'm your best friend, remember?"

"You can run fast, but that doesn't mean your brain can work fast too."

Type still teased his best friend who's still being struggled with practicing and cannot let his both hands go from the border of the pool. Techno was still holding on tight.

"By the way, have you made up your own mind? Wanna join the football team with me?"

"Nah... Too lazy. And you know that I suck at the football. I can play but I'm not that good."

Type tried to be honest and Techno laughed.

"You can apply for the manager or strategic planner position."

"Yeah, right. And since when you listen to my plan? You stubborn asshole."

"But, I still won the game. Right?"

Type remembered he helped the team in high school to plan, but everyone ended up showing in the front and left Type alone in the back. So he had to be the best defensive player for the team.

"Come on. Because I always trust you."

Techno started to get very exhausted from the swimming practice. Running and exercising in the football field every day doesn't help him at all when it comes to the swimming. And Type started to get annoyed with his friend asking him to join.

"All right. I'll join. But I'll leave right away, if it's boring, ok?"

"You won't be bored. Trust me. Besides, if you can get it, then we can control the majority of the team in the future."

Techno's plan had finally come out from his mouth. Techno is always very good at Football, but the reason why he didn't choose Football as his major because... 

'I put the wrong code in the application form.'

That's how stupid he is. 

"Wanna go get something to eat after the cheering practice?"

"Nah. I'll buy something back to my room. I want to buy something for my roommate too. I ate his food for a week now."

"Right about your roommate..."

Suddenly, Techno let his both hands go from the border accidentally. So he was drowning into the pool.

"Type... Help!!!"

Instead of using the practicing skill he just did to swim up, the very tall guy let himself drown into the pool and raise his hands up to the air for help. Of course, he drank some pool water already before Type decided to help him.

"(Cough)!!!"

"Stop being panic and stop moving!!!"

"I'm drowning... I'm drowning... Help!!!"

Techno locked Type's neck and still yelled for help. His head was already above the water level, but he's about to push Type down to the water.

"I said shut the fuck up and stop moving."

Techno realized that everyone was looking at him after Type yelled back at his face. The coach ran to him immediately.

"Are you all right, son?"

"This idiot is ok, coach. Don't worry."

Type called Techno an idiot right in front of the female coach after he pulled Type's hair and almost drowned him from helping. Techno was finally being quiet after he caught on the border of the pool again and smiled to the coach, who's laughing at these two guys.

"I have a session on how to help a drowning person. I'll teach you again later. Especially with someone who's being so panic and yelling like that. And you, please be serious about this course. You can fail if you cannot swim at the end of the semester, do you know that?"

Coach explained to both students before moving to the other side of the pool. 

"I'm sorry, buddy."

"Fuck you. You pulled my hair. Geez. I should have knocked you out and help you later."

Type shook his head and promised to himself that he'll stay far away from him in the next time.

"By the way, what were you telling me again?"

"What? I forgot."

"Good. Pool water can give you AlziAlzheimer'swell."

Type shook his head again and turned to listen to the lecture that the coach is giving. Techno scratched his head and tried to think of the important thing he was telling Type, but he couldn't remember. Besides, Type and Techno are studying in a different specialist, so they have different class schedules.

What the fuck I was telling Type? Something about something... But what is it? Something very important.

"Fuck! Look at Champ's muscles. Geez... I become a fucking skinny one comparing to him."

"(Laughter) I join the Thai boxing gym right next to my house, so I've got some from that."

"Right? Look! It was like you do the weight training."

The conversation inside the locker room brought out the laughter from the freshmen loudly, while Type was drying his hair with a towel and tried to make sure that he didn't lose any hair from what happened earlier at the pool. These freshmen talked about everything silly. Girls, Sex, and some were talking about the muscles. Of course, they were completely naked right in front of each other in the locker room. They could see each other body clearly. And that conversation made Type turn around to look at Champ as well.

Champ is one of his friends from the same specialist. He's not as tall as him or Techno, but he's so much thicker than these both guys. And, of course, because he had been practicing in the Thai boxing gym, whenever there is a guy fight, everyone doesn't want to mess up with him. He can knock someone down by just one kick.

"Talking about the gym, I hate to join one."

"Why?"

"I don't want to get an ass fucked."

Champ explained teasingly while putting an A-shirt on. 

"I don't want to pry. But, you know?. I'm kind of handsome and those guys want to have me. Whenever I went to shower, I was too scared to bend over to pick up some soap from the floor. (Laugh) I'm so not ready to get fucked by some dude. Not because I hate them, but I'm too scared that I might like it. (Laugh again)"

"(Loud laughter from everyone)"

That joke made everyone laugh so loud, but Type. He didn't think it's funny. He shook his head from that silly joke. It's not about fucking, but it's already given him some creep and panic. Something he couldn't explain.

"YES!!! I REMEMBER NOW!!!"

Techno yelled out of the blue while everyone was laughing at Champ's gay joke. Everyone stopped laughing and looked at Techno immediately and Type who was sitting right next to him shook his head.

"What the fuck now? Pool water starts working in your brain?"

"No... No... No... Type... This is so fucking important to you, man. Listen to me."

Techno was very serious about this. He's trying to tell Type something but everyone in the room was looking right at him, so he had to pull Type to a corner of the locker room to talk.

"What the fuck is going on?"

"Have I asked you to change the room yet?"

"Changing the room? Why the fuck do I need to do that?"

Type was suddenly curious at his best friend's weird behavior. He thought it might be because Techno was moving into the same dorm with him. But that's not possible because Techno's house is right next to the campus. He has no reason to stay in the dorm. And Techno was acting very weird. He was looking on the left and on the right like hiding from something or someone.

"About Tharn..."

Tiwat nodded and be very curious about what Techno was telling him.

"I've heard that he quite a player. He fucked around when he was in high school."

"Yes, of course, he is hot as fuck. Also, he's a drum player. Have you watched the Thai movie "Season Change"? So perfect combination, a quarter western blook who can play the drum set. He has all right to fuck everyone."

Techno locked his best friend's neck to whisper. And that's the bad signal that Type didn't want to hear.

"Not just that..."

"Don't tell me that..."

Techno nodded continuously.

"I've heard that he's GAY."

"!!!"

Just like that... Type was stunned, his eyes opened widely and his jaw completely dropped. The idea of having a Gay sleeping right next to him every night spook him out so terribly bad. 

"I'm moving out!!!"

!!!

Everyone inside the locker room turned to Type after he yelled out so loud. Type was completely mad. He grabbed his uniform to put on without buttoning up and also grabbed his backpack then storm out of the locker room. Everyone looked at Techno after he left, so Techno has to put his shirt on and left too. And, of course, Techno knew so well that Type was heading back to his dorm room.

Geez... He's gonna kill that dude.

"I need a new room... I don't care what I am going to lose. I'm moving out."

"I just told you that you cannot move out. We don't have any room for you. Do you have any idea how lucky you are to get a room? We still have more students on the waiting list but we don't have enough room for everyone. Only freshmen can get the room. Even older students have to live outside. How can I find you another room to move?"

A young aunty was trying to explain to Type who's complaining at the dorm service office. Type was even madder when the aunty focused on the TV soap opera more than talking to him.

"But I still have to move. Can you find me someone who wants to switch a room with me?"

"Don't you get it? If anybody wants to switch the room they just do that themselves. Nobody comes to yell at me for that matter."

Type was completely mad and still insisted to get the help from that aunty.

"Easy... Type."

"No... I won't sit there and look stupid for him to fool me anymore."

Type stood there staring at the aunty and wasn't moving until she looked back and saw Type staring.

"If you really have the problem then there is a way to do that."

"Yes, I have a very serious problem with my roommate."

Type was so happy to hear that so he tried to convince her to let him move.

"What's the 'serious' problem you are talking about? You have to be able to convince me to agree with you, then you can move."

"He's..."

(Paused)

Type paused himself from saying that fact out loud. He knew at that moment when he said it out loud inside that he's not a bad guy and he didn't deserve to be out by him in public like this. Type didn't know Tharn's status, whether he's completely out or he's still in the closet. The way he acts or be may possibly indicate that he's still in the closet.

"... come on... aunty... Please just let me move."

"If you don't have a good enough reason, then I cannot let you move. And if he's a lousy and dirty roommate, then you need to talk to him and help him clean your room. Something you can deal with yourself. Otherwise, don't bother me about moving again."

Type tightened his own fists. Because that meant he had a smaller chance to move.

"What should I do next?"

"The easiest and fast way is to find someone to switch a room with you. And if you both agree then you can just come here and let me know. So I can arrange the document works for you two."

Just like that... Miss aunty turned her face back to the television and concentrate on the soap opera on the TV.

"Come on, Type. Easy, buddy. He's not a bad guy, after all, right? Just pretended that you didn't know about this, can't you."

"Pretending my ass. I don't even want to breathe the same air with them."

Type was still strongly offensive to Tharn and that was confusing Techno a lot. He has several feminine gay friends and they are not a bad person in general. Besides, Techno always teases them by pinching their nipples and they seem to like it. So, when it comes to Type, he couldn't understand why Type acted so offensive like that.

"Seriously, dude. Why do you hate gay this much? Talking about annoying, I get it, but getting creep like that and being very offensive like that, I don't get it."

Type was stunned again but this time his eyes were sparkling a little.

"Hate is hate. I don't know why and I don't want to talk about it. Just remember that I cannot stay in the same room with that gay anymore."

Type turned around and let the office. He planned to knock on every single room to ask if anyone wants to switch the room, but then he realized if they all don't have a problem with his roommate, who the fuck will move or switch the room with him. It's too much work and so unnecessary. Still, he had to try.

After knocking every single room for an hour, and most of them were having classes. Mr.Tiwat who was forced to attend the classes and cheering practice by his best friend. Before he knew it, it was 8 PM. So he came back to the dorm and kept knocking door to door and asked. ...Nobody wants to move.

Of course, everyone just got in and they just learned more about their roommate, why do they have to move. So Type gave up and went back to his room.

It's 9 PM and Type was so freaking tired from his long day. But his 'gay' roommate didn't come back to the room. He wanted to talk with Tharn. Either him or Tharn, one of them have to move out. Tharn is an alumnus of the laboratory school here in this university so he has many friends. So it would be so much easier for him to switch the room with someone. 

The clock was saying that it was almost 5 AM and the door was opening. 

"Oh... Hey... Did you just come back? Have you eaten anything yet? I have some desserts and snacks. If you are hungry, go ahead."

Tharn or Tara came back to the room and was surprised a little that Type was still in the school uniform, and looked like Type had been waiting for him to come back. He put the desserts and snacks bag on the dining table in the middle of the room. Once again that Type felt bad about Tharn. He still thinks that Tharn is a very good person. Yet, Tharn maybe pretends to be nice to him for some hidden reason.

"Tharn, I have a question I need to ask you."

So, Type decided to shoot out his question without hesitation. He tried to keep his moving request down inside and not showing it out yet. That sentence surprised Tharn.

"Ok?"

"Are you gay?"

"..."

Type became the one who's surprised with Tharn's reaction. He didn't say anything or acted surprised, but instead, Tharn became quiet and stared at Type quietly. Tharn didn't act as he got caught from doing something bad. It was like he had already known Type was going to ask him this question. So Type asked him again.

"So?"

Tharn was quiet again before putting his backpack on his bed and simply answered.

"Yes, I am."

The answer that made Type stunned for a little. He looked at Tharn taking the dining box out of the plastic bag and acting like that was just a simple or regular conversation he has everyday. And that annoyed Type, so he continued.

"If you are gay, I want you to know that I hate gay."

...

Tharn stopped moving his plastic spoon and looked into Type's eyes who was kind of serious. Tharn asked...

"What do you want?"

Tharn never thought he would know this fast. He also never thought that Type would say that to him since he'd never caused any trouble to him, so he wouldn't say that out loud. But he was wrong. So, if Type wanted to be direct, then Tharn wanted to be direct as well.

"Either you or me, one of us has to move out."

That's a very clear statement Type didn't want to live with a gay guy. Tharn started to be a little bit mad after hearing that so he looked right to Type's eyes.

"Why? Just because I'm gay?"

"Yes, just because you are gay."

Once again, Type was very direct as he always is about this issue to his friends and everyone. He can be a very easy going guy except for this issue he wouldn't let it goes. And that answer made Tharn asked more questions.

"Have I been harmful to you somehow?"

"Nope, but I cannot stay in the same room with a gay."

Type's tone of voice was getting too strong so Tharn started to be mad too, so he put down the spoon and turned to face Type.

"You move out then. It's not my problem. It's your problem."

"If I can move, then I would have already moved. But no one wants to switch a room with me."

"So, if you cannot move, then we stay quiet. You live your life and I live mine. That's simple."

At first, Tharn thought Type is quite a nice guy, but now he changed his mind. Type is a very narrow-hearted guy and selfish. And when Tharn said that to Type, Type started to get mad too.

"But you are an alum here. So you know more people. Can't you find a room and switch with your friend?"

"Why do I have to do that?"

"Tharn!!!"

Type yelled out. He was completely mad and mad enough to kill him. So he said his last sentence.

"I'm telling you for one more time that we cannot stay in the same room. I hate gay. Fucking hate. Do you hear that? And if it's possible, I don't even want to be near your people. I'm telling you. I don't even want to breathe in the same air from the same room. It's disgusting!!!"

(Slapped sound!!!)

Tharn slapped on the table so loud. He stood up to look at Type's face. Tharn face looked completely still at Type, which he normally had the kindness inside those eyes. But at that moment they were cold. He even gave Type a very cold smile.

"Then, I would say sorry to you. Because you have to live with me for a whole year."

"I said I don't want to."

"But I'm not moving!!!"

Tharn yelled out at Type and he looked completely angry too.

"If you don't want to stay, then you can move out. But I'm telling you right now that I'm not causing any trouble here, so you cannot make me move out. Even though I have to live with a narrow-hearted and selfish fuck like you."

That's a very clear statement from Tharn. Tharn was normally a very quiet guy, but when he's angry, he couldn't hold it back too. It was like an explosion. That moment made Type charged Tharn immediately.

(Grab)

"But you have to move out!!!"

Type grabbed Tharn's collar tightly and spoke to Tharn's face. Tharn was still mad and grabbed Type's collar too. That handsome face moved close to Type's face but those eyes were completely cold. Before pushing Type away for several steps back. Tharn spoke to Type once again with a very cold tone of voice.

"You are such a selfish fuck... Do you know that? I have no idea what kind of gay you met earlier, but you cannot say that every gay on earth is all shit as that person. Now if you act like that, then you are no different from that shit you met. You can chase me out of this room, but you cannot chase every gay away from your life. And if you are still being so stubborn and insisting that I have to move, then fuck you. I won't move. I'm not doing anything wrong... So No!!!"

The drummer had met some homophobes before. But he never thought his nice and handsome roommate would turn out to be such a stupid and selfish jerk. He hadn't done anything wrong, so Type couldn't push him like that. It's so unacceptable. 

Tharn moved his face closer to Type and looked into those eyes. He felt like he should be far away from this guy.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Type yelled at Tharn and pushed him away, but he forgot that they were holding each other's collar. He felt that was way too close and unsecured. So he used his instinct...

(Punch)

Type threw the first punch on Tharn's face. So Tharn stepped back a little yet looked at Type with the coldest look in his eyes.

"Congratulations. You have to live with me for a whole year."

(THUD)

"FUCK!!!!!"

Tharn pushed Type back for several steps and hit with the bed on Type's back. So Type yelled out loud. Tharn turned around and grabbed his towel Those cold eyes looked at Type again and left to the bathroom. Tharn still heard Type yelling in the background.

"FUCK YOU!!! I'LL MAKE YOU MOVE OUT!!! WATCH ME!!!"