lbc-tincan:

fkyb:

lbc-tincan:

fkyb:

“I really would’ve liked it if you told me your parents were coming to town.” – “I really would’ve liked it if you put underwear on before coming into the kitchen.”

@lbc-tincan sorry it took me forever 😳 and i changed the phrasing a bit but hey it’s here!

——————-

It’s laundry day, and laundry day means they spend the whole morning naked. Sometimes the whole day, if they are both lucky enough and managed to get out of working in the afternoon. It’s tradition by now, really, after three years of living together and of doing the laundry every third week-end of the month. It’s one of their Couple Things™, so it’s not unreasonable of Tin to assume he can safely step out of the bedroom stark naked, as usual on laundry day.

What’s unusual on this laundry day is Can’s Ma standing in the kitchen, pot of coffee in hand, looking at Tin up and down with a slowly growing appreciative smile.

Tin stops dead in his tracks, one hand still holding the doorknob. Can’s mother lifts the pot of coffee in greeting, one eyebrow quirked up.

“Good morning, Tin,” she says. “Would you be an angel and tell Can I’m here?”

He nods slowly, unable to speak, and goes back inside the safety of their bedroom.

“Can! Wake up!” Tin shakes Can awake, gripping his shoulder until Can blinks up at him.

“What? Tin, why? It’s early, why – hey, laundry day, uh?” Can leers.

“Can, your mother’s here!”

Can stands up immediately, going into panic mode. “Ma’s here? And you’re naked? Did she see you? Couldn’t you have put on some underwear before going in the kitchen?”

“I really would’ve liked it if you told me your mother was coming to town,” Tin says urgently, looking for clean underwear. Considering it’s laundry day, there’s only the elephant trunk gag ones, and there’s no way he’s going back in front of Can’s mom wearing these.

“Yeah, well I really would’ve liked for her not to see you naked but here we are.”

“It’s your mother, you deal with her, I’m just going to hide in shame under the covers. You can wake me up again when the laundry is done.”

“But Tin -”

Tin kisses him to shut him up -it always brings fond memories of their beginning, so maybe it turns into a bit more than the quick peck he first intented.

Maybe Can’s Ma can wait a bit to see her son. She should have known better than to come by on laundry day.

Lmao thank you this was so light and fluffy. I stan laundry day.

Can WOULD forget to mention laundry his ma coming to town. He totally was gonna tell Tin the other day, but Tin was in a MOOD when he got home. The asshole wouldn’t even let Can finish making dinner in peace. As soon as he gotten into the apartment he had tossed his suit jacket onto the couch and yanked his tie loose as he had moved towards Can. He had come up behind Can, wrapping his arms around him, and pressed incessant kisses to Can’s neck and jaw. Feeling Can up until he gave in to the little devil and dragged him to bed. So if Can forgot to tell Tin…well whose to fault was it really?

Uuuuuh where’s the rest of the smut???? 😄😄😄

I’m not much of a smut writer but I will try!

– – –

“Ayyyy Tin, you’re gonna make the food all cold and gross!” complained Can even as he made his way to the bedroom with Tin.

“I’ll buy us some takeout, but if you’re really so hungry I’ll give you something else to eat” replied Tin, smirking.

As they made it into the bedroom, Can sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling his loose grey t-shirt off and over his head as Tin pressed fervent kisses to his lips while rushing to unbutton his own white work shirt. Making quick work out of the task, Tin grabbed Can’s face in his hands. “I’ve been thinking about this all day. Need you so bad, Cantaloupe,” Tin breathed, his eyes shrouded in a desire so strong Can thought Tin might just consume him.

Can surged forward to kiss Tin properly, pulling the bigger man down all the way so that he was no longer standing but straddling Can. As they made out Can felt Tin harden before he pushed the smaller man down to lay flat on the bed. Moving kiss unto his throat and moving downward languidly. In the meantime Can moved one hand in Tin’s hair, tugging on the silky strands and the other running shapless figures on his well-muscles back.

“You like it like this, right Ai Cantaloupe? You need more?” Tin asked dirtily as his hands paused right at Can’s shorts, gazing upwards. Now the great thing was that Can was super sensitive and Tin had a praise kink a mile wide so Can has no reservations in replying “Yes, Tin koon chai, just like that. Keep going.” Tin usually preferred for Can to go down on him first but if he was set in a mood for this? Well Can wasn’t about to stop him.

Can moaned loudly as Tin worked him with his mouth, heat pooling in his stomach. Tim’s fervour driving him wild.

Can moved away to reach onto the bedside table to grab lube and a condom, wordlessly going to pass it to Tin when he was stilled by Tin’s grip on his wrist. The larger man glances down shyly as his already flushed cheeks darkened further. He paused for only a moment before leaning in to whisper in Can’s ear, “Ai Can, I want you to do it today.”

Can paused for a moment, they had switched positions before, but still Tin usually preferred to be on top. Brushing some loose strands out of Tin’s eyes, Can looked at him carefully.

“Are you sure?” Can asked.

“Positive,” answered Tin enthusiastically, pushing the condom back into Can’s hand.

With that, Can worked quickly to put it on and give Tin just what he had asked for. Tin blissed out below him was truly a beautiful sight to behold and Can treasured it. Kissing every inch of Tin’s skin, the salty taste of his sweat bringing back a memory of the early stages in their relationship when Tin had once complained about that taste of his sweaty cheek after kissing it. Damn, they had come so far since then. Sure they’d had their ups and downs but Can would never trade it for anything – not even endless free meals for life.

When he finished, he collapsed down onto his boyfriend’s chest. Reveling in the luxurious feeling of Tin’s love as the other boy moved to wrap his arms around him. Just like that he was slowly drifting off with the warmth and comfort provided by Tin surrounding him.

Oh yeah, wasn’t he supposed to tell Tin something? Whatever it was it could wait until tomorrow…

fkyb:

“I really would’ve liked it if you told me your parents were coming to town.” – “I really would’ve liked it if you put underwear on before coming into the kitchen.”

@lbc-tincan sorry it took me forever 😳 and i changed the phrasing a bit but hey it’s here!

——————-

It’s laundry day, and laundry day means they spend the whole morning naked. Sometimes the whole day, if they are both lucky enough and managed to get out of working in the afternoon. It’s tradition by now, really, after three years of living together and of doing the laundry every third week-end of the month. It’s one of their Couple Things™, so it’s not unreasonable of Tin to assume he can safely step out of the bedroom stark naked, as usual on laundry day.

What’s unusual on this laundry day is Can’s Ma standing in the kitchen, pot of coffee in hand, looking at Tin up and down with a slowly growing appreciative smile.

Tin stops dead in his tracks, one hand still holding the doorknob. Can’s mother lifts the pot of coffee in greeting, one eyebrow quirked up.

“Good morning, Tin,” she says. “Would you be an angel and tell Can I’m here?”

He nods slowly, unable to speak, and goes back inside the safety of their bedroom.

“Can! Wake up!” Tin shakes Can awake, gripping his shoulder until Can blinks up at him.

“What? Tin, why? It’s early, why – hey, laundry day, uh?” Can leers.

“Can, your mother’s here!”

Can stands up immediately, going into panic mode. “Ma’s here? And you’re naked? Did she see you? Couldn’t you have put on some underwear before going in the kitchen?”

“I really would’ve liked it if you told me your mother was coming to town,” Tin says urgently, looking for clean underwear. Considering it’s laundry day, there’s only the elephant trunk gag ones, and there’s no way he’s going back in front of Can’s mom wearing these.

“Yeah, well I really would’ve liked for her not to see you naked but here we are.”

“It’s your mother, you deal with her, I’m just going to hide in shame under the covers. You can wake me up again when the laundry is done.”

“But Tin -”

Tin kisses him to shut him up -it always brings fond memories of their beginning, so maybe it turns into a bit more than the quick peck he first intented.

Maybe Can’s Ma can wait a bit to see her son. She should have known better than to come by on laundry day.

florbexter:

One of my headcanons is that Can is a big fan of NG 😀 

TinCan Ficlet

The truth was… Can never had been on a date. Or specifically: no one had ever asked him for a date. So he was not really sure how to do that. He wanted to go on a date with Tin. It wouldn’t be their first date of course. It would be the first Can asked for though.

He looked at the movie poster, bobbing back and forth on his shoes. He loved whales. They were so cool and to watch the documentary on a big screen with lots of popcorn would be even cooler. Like… super-cool.

He bit his lower lip. He had no idea if Tin liked this kind of movies? His own family didn’t really understood Can’s obsession with animal documentaries, so why would Tin? He could pretend he wanted to go because they could make out in the dark movie theater but then he had to pretend to not be interested in what was going on on the screen and – whales, man.

He could go alone, but he kinda wanted to share this with Tin. That’s what dating was all about right? Sharing interests, seeing if some of them were overlapping or compatible.

He took his phone out and looked at their recent conversation. It was already implied that they would do something on the weekend together and it had been Tin asking what he wanted to do.

“You want to go to the movies with me?”, he asked and felt real excitement over the possibility that Tin might say yes.

“Horror movie?”, Tin asked back and Can snorted.

“Nope.”

He made a picture of the poster and sent it.

“I like whales,” Tin answered and Can had the feeling his heart was going to burst out of his chest.

florbexter:

*throws glitter and fluffiness around*

TinCan Ficlet

Can stared at Tin’s head and wondered how he ever had found that stupid stupidhead attractive. He was ugly… maybe not in the common sense ugly, because he had this stupid face, which was stupidly handsome but he was ugly. Because…

“Why are you staring at me?” Tin asked but didn’t look up from his laptop.

Can thought about throwing his phone at Tin’s face, but he really liked that phone.

But he also kinda hated that phone because it had shown him the TinPete hashtag and how it was trending, because Tin and his stupid face had learned on a bench outside of the IC building instead of inside like any normal person.

Can frowned at the picture his sister had attached to one of her tweets. Pete was looking over Tin’s shoulder to see the display of Tin’s laptop. It was an innocent picture. They didn’t even really touch. They were just close.

Can hated it.

‘They would make such cute boyfriends’ one of Lay’s friends had commented unter her tweet and he wanted to shout at her that HE was the cute boyfriend… which he was not come to think of it.

They dated. And kissed. And Tin’s hand had been on places of Can’s body only his own hand ever had been. Which Can liked a lot. Tin had nice hands, they were big and warm and…

Stop thinking about his hands!, he scolded himself. He was mad! He was mad because some dumb girls thought Tin was the perfect match for Pete! Pete!

He should sent screenshots to Ae.

“You are still staring.”
“Am I not allowed to look at…” at my boyfriend he wanted to say… but they were not. Not officially.

How would one make the change from dating each other to being official boyfriends? Should he just ask? Or did they just transition naturally to a point where they start to call each other boyfriends? He could google it right?

“What happened?”

Can startled because Tin flopped next to him on the sofa without announcing himself and he hid his phone instinctively.

Tin looked at him and Can knew that he was going to snap that phone from his hands, so he twisted sideways to prevent Tin from doing so.

“Can,” Tin said while looming over him, “what is on your damn phone?”

“Nothing!”

“You stare at it, then you stare at me and those are not nice stares.”

“How would you know? Maybe I am being seductive?”

“I know your seductive face, it is very similar to your feed me face.”
“Hey!”
He had to twist away again because Tin was so damn tall and why had he never realized that his arms were also freakishly long? Can turned around to lay on his belly hiding his phone between his body and the couch.

He felt Tin’s sigh against his neck and tried to suppress a shiver.

“Can,” he said in an exasperated tone but Can shook his head.
“Not showing you.”

“Can,” he said again, but softer this time, just a whisper against his skin. Can turned around and stared at Tin who frowned in light of Can’s serious face.

“What happened?”, he asked, ready to conquer all of Can’s enemies. It was funny that he was always ready to fight those non-existing threats but wouldn’t let Can punch his brother.

“Be my boyfriend,” he said, because he wanted to. He wanted to be Tin’s boyfriend. He wanted to change his facebook site, and he wanted to comment on those stupid tweets that Tin already had an adorable boyfriend, thank you very much (and no offense Pete).

And he wanted to see that look on Tin’s face everytime he said boyfriend.

Can took hold of Tin’s face to caress the skin around his mouth and eyes and marvel in the soft and astonished look in his eyes.

“Be my boyfriend,” he repeated himself and smiled at Tin’s huff because he used his hold on Tin’s face to make him nod.

“This is a binding nod,” he said.

“My boyfriend is very cute, but also an idiot,” Tin said and Can had to grin.

weilongfu:

(I am LIVING for Thai Program Boys who clean up well as an HC.)

Can paused his game as his ringtone for Tin started coming in over the soundtrack. 

“Oi Ai Tin! I’m on a roll here! Why are you interrupting me?!”

“I’m glad to know that you can spare a moment after a week alone to talk to your boyfriend, Cantaloupe.”

Can pouted despite how Tin couldn’t see it anyway. “Can is sorry Ai Tin.”

Tin chuckled. “Are you busy tomorrow night, Cantaloupe?”

“Nope.”

“Have you been good this week?”

Can rolled his eyes. “I’m only bad if it’s you.” Tin coughed and Can laughed. “Are you asking if you should reward me?”

“Should I?”

“There’s no more reason to try and buy me, Ai Tin. I’m already yours.”

Can could feel Tin’s smugness oozing from the phone in his hand. “Well… I do like to spoil you Cantaloupe. How about dinner tomorrow?”

“Ooo… Hotpot?”

“More like French cuisine.”

“What?”

“I’ll pick you up at 7. Dress formally.”

The moment Tin hung up, Can stared at his phone for several minutes before shouting, “AI LEY! I THINK I HAVE AN EMERGENCY!”
——
Tin arrived at 7 PM on the dot. Ley answered the door, took one look at him, and started twirling her hair around her finger and giggling. 

“P’Tin… You look so handsome today…” Tin only shrugged. His shoulders looked incredibly broad in the dark navy dress shirt, accented by the silver in his tie. The crease in his black dress pants was sharp and Ley knew Tin was dating her brother, but she’d have to be blind to not notice how well they cupped his behind.

Her brother always did have all the luck.

“P’Can should be ready soon. I’ll go… get him to hurry.”

When Can walked down the stairs, Tin was wondering if he was at the right house.

Instead of his usual hairstyle, Can had messed it up with some product, making him look rakishly handsome and a bit devious with his smile. His black suit jacket fit him perfectly, coming to his narrow waist. The slim cut of his pants made Can look taller. 

Tin hoped his pants did not display his arousal. 

Can offered Tin a nervous smile. “How do I look?”

Tin pulled him close and whispered into Can’s ear. “I might not make it with you to the restaurant.” Mindful of the fact that Ley was still watching, Tin only kissed Can’s cheek. “I want to eat you instead.”

Can shivered. “Well… I guess I got it right then, huh?”

“I’m going to enjoy tonight,” Tin said out loud before whispering in Can’s ear again. “And I’m going to enjoy peeling you out of that suit.”

fkyb:

florbexter:

Thank you so much for the prompt. Imma going to flood the tag with happy fluff just wait and see!!

TinCan Ficlet

Can had to poop. Even though P’Type had told him that those weird feelings in his stomach were most likely butterflies, he still had to poop. But first. First he had to do this.

His hands were sweaty. Why were they sweaty?

“Why can’t I just sent a text?”, he asked and tried to rub his hands dry on his shorts. P’Type had said he wasn’t allowed to send a text. P’Type had a lot to say about the topic of dating. After a while Can had zoned out, but he had gotten the gist of it. He had to ask in person and had to accept every answer that was given to him.

Up until now Can had never thought that Tin could say no. He was pretty blunt about his feelings for Can. Just yesterday he had sent a ridiculous amount of selfies to ensure that Can would be dreaming of him.

He hadn’t dreamed of anything, just for the record.

The message to meet him after his afternoon class had ended had been easy, Can thought. Tin wouldn’t say no, right?

Can started to walk back and forth with the entrance of the IC building in his field of vision. A few students were passing the door and his heart actually skipped a beat the moment he saw Tin’s ’s tall form among them. Tin raised his eyebrow and a little smile appeared. It was this weird mixture of softness and arrogance that raised Can’s hackles and made him want to make Tin smile more. The stupid butterflies in his stomach went into overdrive.

“What do you want to talk about?”, Tin asked, walked straight into Can’s space and wiped some imaginary dust off Can’s shirt.

It was really hot? Why was it so hot?

Can took a step back so he was able to breath and looked around. Some students stood in groups together and chatted and he really didn’t want an audience for his question.

He grabbed Tin’s hand and dragged him between the cars to have some privacy. He had planned to let go of Tin’s hand he really had, but he couldn’t, so he stared at his fingers around Tin’s wrist and took a deep breath.

But what if Tin really said no? What if he said no and Can had to avoid him all the time and then he had to avoid Pete too, because Tin and Pete were friends and if he avoided Pete he would also avoid Ae, because they were joined by the hips and then he could no longer play football with Ae and he had to quit the football team and would lose all his other friends and his grades would get worse and they would kick him out and his mum would kill him and…

Tin placed his free hand on Can’s head and tilted his head until he looked up at Tin.

“Are you thinking stupid thoughts again?”

Can frowned.

“Hey!”

“What is it you want to talk about? Are you hungry? You need a ride?”

“No… I mean, yes I could eat, but this is not about food.” Tin raised his eyebrow again in this presumptuous way that made Can furious most of the time. But this time, with Tin’s hand on his hair, his wrist in Can’s hand he could only think about how Tin’s lip felt against his cheek, how the warmth spread through his whole body, how his visual field narrowed down to Tin’s ear, which was weird but also kinda exciting and…

“I want to try this,” he said in one breath and actually felt how still Tin got.

“You want to try what?”
“Dating,” Can mumbled but took a deep breath and repeated himself louder: “Dating. I… I am not sure if I can, if we can be boyfriends right now but I want to date… to see… if we could be… you know… boyfriends.”

Tin took his hand back from Can’s head and fear made Can hold onto his other hand tighter. But Tin didn’t pull away, he just blinked at Can and blinked and blinked.

This didn’t look like a no… he was not saying no.

“Are you speechless?”

Tin kinda stumbled against the car behind him and Can had to follow or let is hand go. Suddenly he was being hugged and he had no idea how that happened.

“I made you speechless,” he crowed into Tin’s shoulder and could swear Tin said ‘You idiot’. But he said it very fondly so Can let that slide.

“So… we are dating now right?”

“Yes,” Tin said and Can felt his lips against his cheek.

I AM EMOTIONS !!!!!!! Yeeeeeees! I love this ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌