Tharn POV

I don't know if this is just my imagination, but something weird is going on with Type. He was very secretive of me these days. I also noticed him being on the phone with his brothers most of the time, but he didn't want me to hear their conversation. I also see that he has been going out with most P' Zee, sometimes it's P' Kengkla, but most of the time It's P' Zee that I will be just surprised that P is already at my doorstep asking for Type because they have a plan to go somewhere.

I don't want to complain, but It is just weird.

Then today, I also noticed him always running into the bathroom. It's actually been days when he became like that. I tried asking him what was going on, but he would just always say that he's been drinking so much water that he had to pee all the time. But today, I peaked at him when he ran into the bathroom again, and I heard him puking hard.

I was starting to get worried about him, but when I asked him, he would always just say that he was okay. That everything is OK. But I know deep in my heart something is going on that he is not telling me.

Here I am in our room, preparing for his thing that we will bring later. We will go to our family's house later to celebrate my dad's birthday. We will spend the night there, so I have to prepare some clothes for him.

That when I notice some medicine in his other drawer, which I'm not aware what this is for. There are so many. Tramadol, Abraxane, and others. What is this?

At the same time, Type has just finished taking a shower.

"Bii? What is this? I don't remember we bought these meds? what is this for?" I asked him. He was shocked when he saw me holding the medicine bottle but switch into his smiling face again

"Ahh boo, It's my additional maintenance meds for my muscles and bones. It was given to me with my last check-up." He told me, then proceeded he sit by the bed while drying his hair

"ah, okay. But why is this here? Isn't this supposed to be with your other meds in the ref?" I asked him. It's like he was hiding this for me, but I try not to think like it.

"Ahh, maybe I forget, babe, don't worry. I will put it there later." He smilingly said to me. So I just went on to put the meds on the bedside table.

When I turn around, I notice that he has a large bruise on his lower back and one on his arms.

I immediately approach him

"BII!! What is this? Why do you have this bruise? God! this is big. and here is another one. " I saw another on his thigh.

"Ahh ehh, nothing, babe. Maybe I bump into something, that's why. " He said to me

WHAT? THIS MANY?

"What? Bump? you just bump, but you got this so many bruises, and look..." I lift his arm to show him his arms with a bruise that is turning into a violet color already

"Ahh, I promise it's nothing, babe!! This is just my body. I'm susceptible to this kind of this. hehehe," He said, then smiled awkwardly at me.

I wanted to ask him more, but he went inside the bathroom already with his clothes to wear.

Maybe I'm just distraught. Perhaps this is just nothing. Perhaps I just imagine things.

Everything's going to be okay, Tharn. Everything is okay. Don't be too paranoid. It's not healthy anymore.

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Still Tharn POV

Many days had passed. Every single day, I see a significant change in Type's body. His like thinning without any apart reason that I know of.

I tried asking him why but he would always just say that he was okay.

There is also the time he will wake up in the middle of the night running into the bathroom and when I saw him. He is puking so hard again.

"huawakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk" (a/n Sorry, I don't know the sound in words of puking)

"Bii, Are you okay!!" I worriedly approach Type, who is sitting on the bathroom floor in front of the toilet bowl

"uhhhhh, I'm okay, booo. Maybe I eat something bad again. huawakkkkkkkkkkkk" Type puke again

"Do you want me to bring you to the hospital? It's been every night that you are like that." I suggested to him, but he just waved his hand repeatedly while his face was still on the toilet bowl trying to puke some more

"No!! Boo. I don't want it there. I don't want to go back there again. I just want to be with you. My checkup is in two days. We can wait till then. Please boo, I don't want to be there now. Please!" Type said to me he is started to cry, so I immediately pulled and hugged him

"Okay! Okay! Baby. We are not going, but please tell me what I can do? I'm worried about you!!"

"I'm okay, boo. I will feel okay when I finish puking. huawakkkk" Type said, then puke again.

I can't help but let out tears while seeing him like this again.

It's not been happening every single night.

There are times when I will wake up in the middle of the night, and I will notice that Type is not on my bedside anymore. I will start to panic again.

But when I checked, he was just there on the sofa in the living room clenching his teeth, and his body was shaped and formed like an ark like he was in pain or something. When I called him, he would lay straight again like it was nothing.

"Bii, Are you okay? Why are you here? OH, GOD!! You're sweating!" I worriedly hurry back into our room to get some towels for his sweats

"I'm okay, boo. I just had a little nightmare. I don't want to wake you up because I'm so restless earlier when I tried to go back to sleep" He said to me while trying to sit up. He rested his head on my shoulder and clench on my arms.

"but it's been days already, bii. You've been like this for days. Are you sure you don't..." Type seems to know what I would suggest again that he stopped me

"Boo, please. stop that suggesting again. I told you I couldn't. I don't want to! Please just hold me! Hold me like this. I promise I will be okay." He said to me, so I did what he asked. I hold him more tightly. I couldn't go to his checkup last time because his brother insists that he should be the one who would accompany Type. I can't say no to Kengkla and Zee, so I let them.

What is happening!! I'm starting to be afraid!!

"This is so comfortable for me. I love your warmth so much." Type said.

I can't help but just let out a deep sigh.

I'm dying to ask him all about it, but at the same time, I was terrified of what I might find out. It's like I'm living my happiest dream, and I don't ever want to wake up and see that everything is just a dream and my illusion.

All I know is that My Type is suffering from something that I don't know about and the most heartbreaking about it is that it seems that Type doesn't have any plan to let me know all about it. I don't want to force him, but I also know I can't keep doing this.

I can't keep ignoring all the facts that I see right now. All the things that I'm feeling.

It's already scaring the hell out of me, even though I don't know what it is. But If Type doesn't have any plan to tell me all about it.

Maybe I will have to know about it on my own. I'm supposed to be his anchor, not the other way around. I know he wants to protect me from it, but I should be the one protecting him.

I should be, not him?

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A/N

Short Update cause I don't think I can continue writing this chapter longer. I promise I will do longer in the next. Just bear with me for this.

It breaks my heart writing this chapter what more the next chapter.

Please prepare more tissue, mi-loves, and I'm sorry in advance for it.

I'm so so sorry.

The end is near.

I don't want to hurt you more.

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Waanjai MJORA

MJW_XOXO