Okay but Can is the sweetest human ever. He’s still pissed at Tin and he’s still not even sure if what Tin told him had any truth to it but he can’t stop himself from worrying about him and checking in on him because there’s a chance that he MIGHT have been telling the truth. I can’t wait until Tin finally accepts Can into his heart fully because he’s gonna spoil the shit outta him and Can deserves nothing less.
Can’s willingness to be be ridiculous/lose face/seem like a fool when he’s sure he’s doing The Right Thing is one of my favorite things about him???
He’d rather be a gullible idiot if Tin was lying than be an asshole if Tin was telling the truth and that’s so good and brave and sweet? When they finally get their shit figured out they’re gonna take such good care of each other.
Why not? I think that’s the question a lot of people should ask themselves. 🙈🙈
To me, despite his hardened unwelcoming exterior, I do believe he’s the kind of person who will unconsciously and intuitively seek out touches or affection from the people he’s closed with. Especially when that person is his lover. He will probably demand cuddles after a vigorous night of sex or a kiss of affection in the morning. To outsiders, they might see Tin as this badass who can survive as a lone island but to Can, he’s one of the most affectionate, lovable people he has ever encountered in his life.
Also, just like Jake Peralta once said, who doesn’t want to be a little spoon? It makes one feel safe.
Headcanon fully accepted! But… would you mind to elaborate on this? Like, how does it happen the first time Tin ends up being the little spoon?
Pete walks towards the IC Building. He spots Tin, sitting outside on a bench, which is not abnormal.
What is abnormal is how Tin’s eyes are following someone. His laptop is out, but his fingers are still. Pete tries to trace his line of sight and finds Can on the other side of the street, laughing and joking with other people. Tin looks like he wants to stab them.
“Oh Ai Tin, I didn’t know that you know Ai Can,” Pete says as he sits beside Tin.
Pete watches Tin’s body language as he answers. His shoulders and back slouch, like he’s curling in on himself. The tips of Tin’s ears turn pink and Tin actually looks to the side instead of at Pete. “Let’s just say that we’ve ‘crossed paths’.”
Pete takes it all in before asking, “Was that before or after you slept with him?”
“What? How did you?”
Pete smiles. “You seem so besotted, Ai Tin. It’s refreshing.” Pete pats Tin on the shoulder before he gets up. “Also Ai Can has been shouting about how he can’t believe he lost his virginity to you at soccer practice. Bye!”
Pete turns to look after he’s walked off for a few steps to see Tin marching towards Can with a strange look on his face. Certainly Can’s going to get a repeat at this rate, Pete thinks.
@andwebegin YOU ASK AND I SHALL DELIVER. Ver 2 ya’ll!
The first hint wasn’t really a hint but a feeling. No matter what anyone says, Pete was observant and Tin felt different.
Tin felt less cold, only by degrees, but anything less than his absolute stoicism was obvious. He walked differently, talked a little differently, like he was trying to relearn how to be a person. His gaze didn’t pierce like it used to, a manner of liveliness had returned.
Pete didn’t dislike these changes. Back before he moved, before the hurt and betrayal, Tin had been so much more open and lively. To Pete, these changes, although small, reminded him of the friend he once had. More of this could only be a good thing.
The second hint was that Can was too cheerful. Or perhaps the better word was too normal.
He begged for food, rambled and raved, and yet, Pete could see that something else was on his mind. A tight lipped Can was not likely to be a good thing. Everyone had learned their lesson with a distracted Can already.
But now it seemed like Can was making an extra effort to speak up when everyone knew he normally would. Furthermore, Can was taking extra care with his words. Pete normally had trouble following Can’s stream of consciousness, but it was much easier to follow when Can was minding his words. Like Can was making an effort to be understood.
The Last Good Bar 
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