Tin sitting on a bench or somewhere with other students around him and suddenly there is a voice saying „Sorry, sorry“ and Tin just waits because he knows who is crawling over people and he waits for Can to throw his arms and legs around him (more often then not from behind) and a kiss which lands mostly next to his mouth and Cans voice: „Tin! I‘m soooo hungry.“ And gosh HE LOVES IT!
“And how dare he, you know? He just strolls around so effortlessly! Everyone gives him anything he wants!” Can ended his rant huffing. Type continued nodding, as if playing the role of a kind older brother. “I just don’t get why he’s under my skin!”
“Uh oh…” Type looked at Can with a glint in his eye.
“What?”
“Sounds like someone’s in love.”
“Yeah right! I just think Ai Tin is cool. It’s not like I lay awake at night thinking about him!”
Type shrugged. “Sure you don’t. And Ae and Pete aren’t dating.”
“Eh?! But P’Type, when did they both break up?!”
“That’s not-”
“Oh god, I have to tell Ai Ae he’s being stupid. Ai Pete is the best!”
Can ran off and Type sighed. Hopefully Can would work it out later.
Later turned out to be that night. Can tossed and turned in bed, images of Tin passing through his mind. The brightness of Tin’s smile. The way Tin’s eyes narrowed when he smiled. The paleness of Tin’s skin. The feel of Tin’s hand’s caressing his neck. The warmth of Tin’s lips…
Can immediately sat up, his heart racing. “DAAAMN IIIITTTTTTT!”
“P’CAN, SHUT UP!”
Can immediately slapped his hands over his mouth before Ley could come barging in again. “Can’t even cry about how Ai Tin is on my mind at home!” Can stared at his lap as well. “You shouldn’t be reacting either!”
Before Can could complain further, his phone pinged with a message. Against his better judgement, Can checked it.
Tin had sent Can a sticker of a sleeping monkey followed by a picture of himself, peeking out from under his blankets. The next text read, “Good night, Cantaloupe. Dream of me.”
“THAT IS THE PROBLEM, AI TIN!”
“P’CAN!”
Can hid under his covers. If Ley couldn’t find him immediately at this time of night, he might be safe.
In the days after their mini-date and the kisses to Can’s cheek, Tin was surprised to find Can seeking him out. It had seemed that the shorter boy was taking most excuses to get away lately. But now all of a sudden, Tin found himself confronted.
Most importantly, Can looked surprisingly emotionally distraught.
“What happened?” Tin looked Can over quickly, watching him squirm as Tin looked for any obvious signs of what might cause such an expression. “Are you okay?”
Can took a breath and seemed to square his shoulders. “What exactly do you think of me, Ai Tin.” Tin was startled into taking a step back. “What exactly is going on in your head when you look at me that way?”
Tin’s mouth moved faster than his brain. “Something somewhere between ‘Fuck you,’ and, ‘I’d fuck you,’ Cantaloupe.”
Can’s face took on a delightfully pink hue that Tin couldn’t help but pinch. Can came to his senses and slapped Tin’s hand away.
“God, do you always have to talk that way about me?! Like I’m some sort of joke?”
“You’re not a joke, Cantaloupe.” Tin traced Can’s bottom lip with his thumb. “I’ve definitely been leaning more towards, ‘I’d fuck you,’ lately.”
Can’s blush darkened and he slapped Tin’s hand away again before storming off. Tin watched him walk away, slapping his face and shaking his head. Tin felt validated seeing the response. Apparently his flirting was getting through to Can after all.
It wouldn’t be long now before he got a proper date out of the Sports Science major. But Tin could be patient. He knew how to play the long game.
Can waited by the entrance to the soccer field. Tin had promised to come watch the game. The thought filled Can with nervous energy, he wanted to perform his best.
Not that Tin knew the difference. Tin had a wonderful mind for math and economics. He did not have a mind for watching people run up and down a field for a ball. Unless that person was Can, of course.
So it was odd to see Tin sauntering up with a smile, Ae and Pete following behind. Ae was scowling and Pete seemed to be trying to soothe him.
“Cantaloupe,” Tin said while pressing a kiss to Can’s forehead. “Good luck today.”
Can furrowed his brows. “You’re smiling. Did something good happen?”
Tin put on his overly dramatic shocked face. “Can’t I smile because I feel like it?”
“Feel like it my ass!” Ae shouted.
Can looked back and forth between the two in confusing.
“Ae tripped and fell in the parking lot,” Pete whispered to Can. “Tin wouldn’t stop laughing for a whole minute.”
Ae frowned before stomping off to the field. Pete ran after him, hopefully to cheer him up before the game started. Can turned back to Tin who was still smiling.
“You should stop treating Ai Ae that way,” Can warned. “He’ll punch you harder than I do.”
“Oh but now I’m not smiling because of him.”
“Then what’s the reason?”
“I’m smiling because you’re concerned for me.”
Can mimed throwing up but smiled back at Tin before kissing his cheek. Tin stared at Can in wonder.
“A small reward for the right answer,” Can said before running off.
It had been late when Tin brought Can home. Tin did the gentlemanly thing and walked Can to his door. Can made a fuss as usual, but the curve at the corners of his lips showed he wasn’t upset.
“Oh N’Tin!” Can’s mom opened the door after Can had been whining about Tin keeping him out so late. “Cantaloupe is right, it’s so late and you look tired. Why not spend the night here?”
Can made a face behind his mother’s back, but Tin smiled his most charming smile in reply. Somewhere else, Can heard Ley sigh and scrunched up his nose.
“Oh only if it’s not too much trouble…”
“Of course not! Come in! Come in!”
And that was how Can found himself laying in bed with Tin laying next to him, borrowing his slightly too small clothing. The stretch of even Can’s largest t-shirt showed off Tin’s physique and Tin still smelled like his more expensive bath products, even after a shower with Can’s cheaper ones.
Can wondered briefly if the smell wasn’t Tin’s bath products, but himself. He also wondered if he was becoming as easy as Ae was for Pete because Tin’s smell and proximity were arousing him.
The only thing that kept Can in check was that Ley’s room was nearby. As it was, she had threatened him before for yelling. Can didn’t want to know what would happen if she heard him moaning while Tin was sleeping over and she was still shipping TinPete.
Tin shuffled closer and put his arm around Can’s waist to pull him closer still. Can allowed it, but when Tin’s hand wandered too far south, Can smacked Tin’s arm. Tin raised an eyebrow.
“Absolutely not,” Can hissed.
Tin only smirked. “Just be quiet, Cantaloupe. You can be quiet, right?”
Tin pressed kisses up and down Can’s neck, hand squeezing Can’s buttock and Can bit his lip as hard as he could to stop the moan that wanted to escape. Tin took some kind of mercy on Can and started kissing him in earnest, swallowing the sounds Can wanted to make.
As Can got lost in the pleasure of Tin’s hands, he strained his ears for footsteps on the wood floor. Thus it was a complete shock when Tin pushed up his shirt and bit one of Can’s nipples. The jolt caused Can to squeak and he immediately slapped a free hand over his mouth.
Tin tutted and Can slapped his thigh in protest. Tin snickered before pressing more kisses up and down Can’s chest. Can managed to keep his vocalizations down, but for some reason, the harder he tried and the more he tried to listen for his family, the more aroused he got. The more aroused Can got, Tin’s ministrations felt even better.
By the time Tin got to Can’s shorts, Can’s erection was flushed and leaking. It was easy for Tin to stroke him from base to tip with Can’s pre-ejaculate alone and Can felt his face burn with how turned on he was already. Tin didn’t outwardly look as affected, but Can knew his boyfriend was turned on by the tenting in his borrowed shorts.
Tin pulled his shorts down as well before taking both their erections in hand and stroking them, letting them rub together with Can’s pre-ejaculate as lubrication. It felt oddly more dirty and intimate than anything they’d done before and Can had already taken Tin’s dick up his ass. But here in the quiet dark, with Can straining to hear his parents over the slick sounds of skin sliding on skin, it was horrifically amazing.
Tin leaned down to kiss Can again and Can allowed himself a small moan, thankful that the bed frame wasn’t creaking. Can could feel his orgasm coming and bit at Tin’s shoulder to muffle his scream. With a muffled gasp, Can felt his release splatter against his chest and Tin followed suit soon after. His orgasm followed by nothing but heavy exhales.
Gasping for breath, Can scrunched his face at Tin who looked incredibly smug.
“Who knew you liked a little bit of exhibition, Cantaloupe.”
“Not. Another. Word.” Can pulled off his shirt to wipe at his chest and swipe at Tin’s hands before throwing it in the hamper. “Now no more funny business.”
“I’m not laughing.”
Can shoved Tin off him and onto the floor. Tin landed in a heap with a yelp. Before anything else could happen, Ley burst in.
“P’Can! P’Tin! Is everything okay?” Ley looked from Can’s attempt to cover his chest with his blanket to Tin quickly straightening out his shorts. “Oh my god.”
Hello! I picked Prompt 3 for this one 😀 Hope you’ll enjoy it! This fic isn’t revised, so I’m sorry for any grammar mistakes o/
Set some time after this story. No need to read it to understand this one tho.
“Which one do you want, Ai Tin?” Can asks, leaning over the ice cream chester freezer of the shop they are at the moment. Earlier, Can had invited Tin to get ice cream at Asiatique and spend the afternoon walking around the place. Things have been getting progressively better between them since the date in Tin’s home three weeks ago.
They’ve grown closer and now their time together is Can’s favorite moment of any day. If before Can would be torn between his friends and Tin, now he easily ditches them if it means an afternoon hanging out with Tin. And it’s not even about kissing, even if kissing is really good. He genuinely likes Tin and every weird thing he enjoys.
Most of the music he enjoys are foreign, usually American and British. He loves political thrillers and satirical TV shows. Aside paperwork, he doesn’t read a lot in Thai. Most of the books he reads are in English and he prefers to have physical copies around than rely on e-readers. Although he owns a Xbox console and several cool games, he barely plays them. Also, he spends way too much time working on his family company, but this one Can is sure he doesn’t do because he likes it. Can doesn’t understand why invest already so much of his time in his family business when he could avoid it until he got his degree and had to actually work. Whatever, it’s not like Tin is your normal eighteen years old guy anyway.
“I want a scoop of chocolate and hazelnut in a cone,” Tin says, pressing his side to Can’s.
“Two cones, two scoops each,” Can requests, raising two fingers in a v while offering a smile for the clerk. “One cone is hazelnut and chocolate and the other strawberry and chocolate, please.”
Can turns to look at Tin and finds him already watching Can. He smiles, nudging Tin playfully before grinning at him. Tin grins back, smiling so hard his eyes seem to close. His heart flutters at the sight, just like every time he sees Tin happy and he’s the reason behind it.
“Here,” the clerk gives Can the cone and he passes it to Tin.
“Thanks,” Tin says, licking some of the ice cream hazelnut the second he holds it.
Can watches Tin eat the ice cream absentmindedly, feeling his cheeks become hot at the way Tin flicks his tongue around the ice cream.
“Here is the other,” the guy calls Can attention, handing him his ice cream cone. “Total is 60 baht.”
“No way,” Can says when he sees Tin reaching for his back pocket. “Not today.”
Tin opens his mouth to argue, but Can is quicker, taking the money from his pocket and thrusting into the clerk’s hand a few bills he had already sorted out at home. The guy gives him a tight-lipped smile before giving him the exchange.
“Have a nice day,” Can tells the guy before wrapping his hand around Tin’s wrist to hurry him out of the store.
“Why didn’t you let me pay for it?” Tin asks, pulling back his wrist to make Can stop. He turns to look at Tin and he seems a bit annoyed. Can rolls his eyes at Tin’s antics.
“Because,” he starts. “I asked you out on a date, I want to pay too.”
“Oh,” Tin looks surprise before a smile graces his lips. “A date, huh?”
Can grins and leans over to give Tin a peck on his cheek. His smile widens when he sees Tin looking at him with both eyebrows raised. Feeling satisfied, Can licks his ice cream and, because he wants to surprise Tin further, Can reaches down for his free hand and intertwines their fingers together.
Can watches Tin stare at their hands and then glances up, his eyes meeting Can’s. The look of adoration and happiness gracing Tin’s handsome face makes Can’s heart skip a beat. For a moment, Can wishes they were back at Tin’s home, where he could press Tin down his couch, straddle his hips and kiss him until their lips were too raw to keep going. However, they are not and Can knows that for the time being he has to satisfy himself with just holding Tin’s hand.
I haven’t been able to stop thinking about what happened to tincan in episode 14 so I then decided why not just write my own version of it so here it is
**this isn’t my best writing but I still wanted to write it, I might do more in the future depending on if I get ideas for stuff
And just like that Tin drove away leaving Can standing there, alone. Can hated the feeling in his chest as he saw the car get farther away, but what was the feeling? Regret? He didn’t know or care he just wanted it to go away.
Can found his way home, his sister Ley sits quietly in her room go through her phone full of picture featuring Tin and Pete closer than Can liked. He walked through the house and made his way towards his own room, he made his way in and there he finally let his emotions out. He sunked to the floor and yelled.
“STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!” He yelled loudly, Ley heard the yell and went to his room to yell at him like she normally did.
“Why are you yelling so loudly!?! Did something go wrong with getting Pete and Tin together? We can’t have anything go wrong, they’re perfect for each other.” Ley whined
Can stared at her with a look of disbelief and his eyes began to well up with tears. He hated the idea of Tin being with another man. But he shouldn’t hate it, right? After all he was the one to reject Tin, he hated feeling this way more than anything.
“They won’t together! Tin doesn’t even like him, he likes me! Or at least he did.” Can said the tears slowly making a way down his face. “But I was stupid enough to reject him! I like him too and he doesn’t even know it because I was too stupid to actually realize it! I think I might even love him!” Can was just yelling anything that was about Tin, he didn’t even care if Ley was listening or not.
“My brother might be in love with a handsome rich guy!? I’ll now make sure you two end up together!” She said too enthusiastically, she saw the tears in Cans eyes, they were too noticeable and he didn’t even try to hide it.
“He probably hates me, Ley. I had my chance with him but I said no! But you want to know why!? Because deep down I’m too scared to be with him because what if he thinks I’m tOo clingy and annoying, what if he starts to hate everything about me?” Can said as he started to let out sobs “I rejected him just because I’m scared.”
“Tell him everything you just told me.” Ley said.
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Can doesn’t even remember how he got here, everything has just been a blur, but there he stood in front of Tins house with puffy red eyes and tears running down his face. It took everything to knock on the door, he stood there anxiously awaiting for someone to open the door, he heard footsteps get closer and closer, he could hardly hear the foot steps over his beating chest, he’s never done something like this before.
The door opened and there he was, Tin almost couldn’t believe what he saw in front of him.
“Before you say anything let me talk first. I like you so much, I might even love you for some reason! The reason I said I just wanted to be friends was because I was scared! I was scared you would get bored of me, scared you would get annoyed by me, I was scared you would leave me because I’m too much! I still am scared but I needed you to hear this. You probably hate me and never want to talk to me again and I respect that, I’m sorry for everything I’ve done.” Can said concluding his little speech.
Tin let out a soft sigh and pulled the crying boy in for a hug, Can couldn’t help but let out a sob into Cans shoulder. He felt relieved Tin didn’t react poorly but he was still scared for what’s to come.
“There’s no need to cry, Can” Tin said stroking his hair. “You could never be “Too Much” for me. Have you ever thought about what I want? Maybe I want at all of that, I want you to annoy me, I want you to get jealous, more importantly I want you.“ Can let out another sob after hearing Tins kind soft words.
They stood there for a moment, just hugging. After Can got himself under control and stopped crying Tin lead him inside. They say down on a couch and Can stared at the floor.
“Look at me” Tin said in soft but stern voice, Can looked up and his eyes met Tins gaze.
“My dear Cantaloupe, will you be my boyfriend?” Tin asked while petting Cans hair, Can nodded aggresivily and a smile took over their faces.
“Don’t use my full nickname.” Can whined lightly, wiping away his tears.
“Shut up, Cantaloupe.” Tin said grazing Cans lips with his thumb signaling he was going to kiss him.
Tin leaned it and so did Can, he wasn’t going to deny the kiss like he would with the others. He felt Tins lips on his own, they’ve never felt this nice before. His arms made their way around Tins neck, he wanted Tin to be as close to him as possible, he never wanted to let Tin go ever.
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