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How about Can actively trying to be seductive (like “see, I too can be suave and sophisticated!! ” ). or TinCan and Ae Pete double dating! đŸ™ˆ

weilongfu:

(Anon, I see your prompt and I raise you, Can trying to seduce Tin into going on a double date with AePete. EVERYONE WINS.)

Tin came home to see Can dressed in skinny jeans and a dress shirt with the first three buttons undone exposing his collarbone and chest. Can sat casually, laying back against the couch cushions. Can rolled his head, stretching his neck, before looking Tin in the eyes with his best bedroom eyes. “Hi.”

Tin dropped his bag, his laptop not a concern. He’d buy another one if he had to. Instead he prowled towards Can, eyes already darkening. Can parted his legs and Tin slotted himself between them. Tin loomed over Can, taking in his cocky grin, before nosing around his neck. 

Can had even used the cologne Tin had bought him.

Tin felt his pants tighten immediately. 

“Hey baby
” Can let his hands wander down Tin’s sides to hold his waist. His grip was just the right side of tight and almost bruising. Tin wanted to melt. “How was your day?”

“It is about to get better,” Tin said into the skin of Can’s neck, pressing small kisses up and down. “You look amazing.”

“I always look amazing.”

“You do,” Tin agreed before biting Can’s collarbone. “Tonight you look exceptionally amazing.”

“Mmm
 I’m glad you agree.” Can put a hand in Tin’s hair and gave a light tug. Tin all but purred. “So baby, I was wondering
”

“Hmm?” Tin started undoing more of Can’s shirt buttons. “Wondering what?”

“How about a date tomorrow?” Can shivered as Tin licked one of his nipples. “It’ll be Friday. The weekend. Could be fun?”

Tin stopped his ministrations to look up at Can and blink. “You’re normally not this coherent once I get this far.” Tin palmed the bulge in Can’s jeans and he moaned. “Better.”

“W-Wait
 You di-d-didn’t say-”

“Yes, okay, fine. Date. Tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at 7. Now take off your pants.”
—–
It was only after all the action and a late dinner, while Tin was still in his post-coital good mood, that Can dropped the rest of the bomb on him.

“Did you know that Ai Ae and Ai Pete are going on a date tomorrow too?”

The gears started turning in Tin’s head. “So?”

“So why don’t we-”

“You didn’t.”

“I did!”

“CANTALOUPE!”

“Hey, you know you’re only allowed to call me that when you’re feeling more in love with me.” Can smiled and kissed Tin’s frown. “It’s just one double date. You need to learn how to make nice with Ai Ae.”

“I’d rather eat a plague rat.”
—–
It took a blowjob while getting ready and several kisses when they arrived for Tin to look less like he was sulking and get out of the damn car. Ae looked similarly unhappy. Pete also had a very distinct flush on his cheeks that told Can he paid a similar price.

At the very least, Ae greeted Can happily and Tin exchanged pleasantries with Pete. Ae and Tin shook hands, but judging by their expressions, they were both trying to crush each other’s bones.

The first stop was a movie. Ae paid for Pete’s ticket. Tin paid for Can’s. Pete bought everyone popcorn and Can paid for sodas. Despite the glaring, everything was fine as they took their seats and the movie started. 

The next stop was dinner. Tin wanted to go for one of the higher end sushi restaurants. Ae said they should just go to the noodle place next door. Neither Pete nor Can were included in the discussion. After twenty minutes of arguing Pete and Can agreed on the hot pot place across the street and dragged their arguing boyfriends there instead. 

Ae and Tin managed to turn hotpot into a competition to see who could stuff their boyfriend with more food than the other. Unfortunately for Ae, Pete still ate very little, even after many hearty meals with Ae during their relationship. Once Pete started turning a little green. Ae immediately stopped and took him to get some air. 

Tin continued to pile Can’s plate with more meat while signalling for the check. Can slapped Tin’s hand away when he tried to put his credit card on it until Ae and Pete came back. Pete and Can decided to split the bill in four with everyone paying an equal portion. Ae glared at Tin as he put his baht notes onto the tray. Tin glared at Ae as he did the same.

Dinner paid for, the two couples walked down the street, allowing dinner to digest while looking for a good place for dessert. They settled on bubble tea. 

At this point Ae and Tin had come to some sort of begrudging live and let live mentality to get the night to end faster. Pete and Can chatted amicably with their drinks in hand, talking about future double date nights. 

Ae and Tin gave each other one look as their respective boyfriends continued to chat with smiles on their faces. A silent agreement emerged. 

“For his sake, I’ll deal with you.”

It was just as well that they had as Pete and Can turned to them to suggest bowling for their next double date.

Please do some Tincan+family! Their first time acting as a couple with Can’s parents, lunch with all the in-laws (was it you who wrote Tin’s little cousin and the jealousy scene at the cinema?) , a family celebration, Tin acting like a brother bear/love counselor with Ley, babysitting Phupha for the day, shenanigans with Gucci… Anything you can think of.

weilongfu:

(So many choices Anon! I think I’m going to go with Phupha + Gucci! Maybe some double big brother love with Ley
 I am afraid I didn’t write the fic with Tin’s cousin and jealousy at the cinema though. But do tell me who did write it because that sounds fun and I want to read it!)

The week long break was originally filled with so much promise. Tin wanted to take Can out. Reward him a bit. Since they started dating, Tin had been helping Can study. Prior to the week long break, Can had done exceptionally well on all his exams. Good efforts should be rewarded after all.

So with that in mind, Tin had gone over to pick up Can that first Saturday. Instead, he found Can consoling his sobbing sister. Tin’s plans immediately left his mind and he sat on Ley’s other side. He shot Can a questioning look.

“One of Ley’s classmates is a rich girl. She keeps insulting Ley,” Can said with a frown. “Not that money has ever mattered, but she’s started leaving mean notes and spreading rumors.”

“N’Ley,” Tin said gently. “Can you tell me who she is?”

Ley sniffed. “Her name is Pring.” Ley showed Tin Pring’s Facebook account. Tin recognized her immediately. 

“Oh. Her.”

Can whipped his head around immediately. “You know this girl?”

Tin shrugged. “Her family isn’t that rich, but they know all the right people. You want me to make her miserable, N’Ley?”

Ley giggled. “P’Tin, that’s wrong. You can’t mess with people for petty revenge.”

Can shot a knowing look over at Tin who just shrugged. “I’ve done worse.”

“Huh?”

“What he means,” Can said, voice rising in panic, “Is that we’re here for you and as your elders, we’ll do what we can.”

“That is totally not what I meant. I know people with dirt on her. I could drag her and the next three generations of her family into the mud.”

Can shoved Tin away as he led his sister back upstairs to her room. “Come on, go watch some more of your dramas that you like. I’ll sort Ai Tin out.”

“Thank you P’Tin! You’re good at cheering people up,” Ley said with a giggle as she left.

“Is that a no to the mud slinging?”
—–
Can and Tin spent the rest of the day at home, wanting to be there for Ley. The next day Tin was sure he’d get Can out of the house.

He came in the early afternoon, hoping that the rest of Can’s family would be out. What he found was Can leaving with his parents for lunch. 

“Oh N’Tin!” Can’s mom rushed over to hug him. The motion still left Tin with a startled expression and butterflies in his stomach. “We were just about to go get lunch. Come join us!”

Can made strange expressions over his mother’s shoulder. His father made eager expressions instead. Tin put on his most charming smile. “Of course I’d love to come.”

Can made faces through lunch as Tin thoroughly charmed Can’s parents for the umpteenth time. His mother looked at Tin as if she was starstruck and that gold and diamonds fell from his mouth whenever he spoke.

To be fair, she had been a bit on the fence when Can came out and admitted he was dating Tin. But the rebound on Can’s grades had been more than enough to charm her into finding Tin to be the stabilizing influence her son needed. Can’s father was simply happy to have another person to talk about stocks with.
—–
The next day Can was in charge of watching Gucci and couldn’t leave. Tin was also placed on babysitting duty for Phupha. 

“N’Phu, do you want to go play with a dog today?”

“Doggy!”

Gucci was mystified by Phupha while Phupha had the time of his life just hugging Gucci and throwing balls for him to fetch. Gucci was certainly not complaining.

Tin and Can kept a watchful eye on their charges, stopping Phupha as he started getting petulant and needing a nap while Gucci needed water and a break as well. 

Later in the afternoon, Phupha got to hold Gucci’s leash as they took him on a walk. Gucci, to his credit, did not bolt immediately. He instead kept nudging Phupha away from danger. 

“Oi Traitorous dog! You like everyone better than me these days!” Can pouted and crossed his arms. Tin laughed and kissed him on the cheek.

“Let him be, Cantaloupe. I’ll love you plenty to make up for it.”

“Yuck, so cheesy.”
——
It was only at the end of the week that Tin and Can were finally able to get away and enjoy themselves away from family.

And yet family was all they talked about as they held hands walking together.

For the prompt thingy, TinCan and cheek kissesđŸ€—

weilongfu:

The first kiss to Can’s cheek is a surprise.

Tin remembers the feel of Can’s lips under his. He will not soon forget the feel of Can’s cheek. The skin is soft, smooth, and wonderfully warm. Tin feels the urge to do more come from the impulsive part of his brain. He carefully reigns it in. It wouldn’t do to scare Can away now.

“It’s salty. Next time warn me that you’ve been sweating so I won’t kiss you then,” Tin says instead of aiming for Can’s lips instead. 

The kiss is worth all the yelling Can gives.

The second kiss to Can’s cheek happens at the open market. 

The feeling is the same, but something is different. Something in Can’s gaze and reaction. Almost as if Can leans in to the press of Tin’s lips. Can begins objecting all the same anyway.

“It tastes different this time. Did you wash your face?”

“I did
”

“That’s good. Let’s go.”

A light and effervescent feeling spreads through Tin’s chest. Can took a little more care this morning. Not that he knew he’d meet up with Tin, but the idea of it makes Tin happy.

The third kiss to Can’s cheek happens on another date between them. 

Can sits, enraptured by the violence and gore happening on screen. Tin’s personal movie theater is amazing and it gets all the newest releases, even foreign horror films. Can’s still very firm in his, “You can’t buy me,” stance. But Tin has sat through three horror films in a row without blinking. The only time he got up was to get Can more popcorn and soda.

Money can’t buy Can’s love, but Tin’s attention is slowly doing the trick. Can’s traitorous heart skips a beat when Tin looks over at Can and smiles softly. Happy only because Can is enjoying himself.

As the movie ends, Tin gets up and stretches his legs. “Should I tell them to start the next one in the series?”

“Yes!” Can jumps up as well. “Oh my gosh, this is so amazing!”

Tin’s eyes grow soft again and Can wonders what kind of expression he must be making to make Tin look like that at him all the time. Tin leans over and presses a gentle peck against Can’s cheekbone. 

“I’ll go get you some more snacks while I tell them to start the next one. You can relax.”

Can feels his knees go weak as Tin walks off. Falling into his seat and sighing is a bit too easy.

The first time Can kisses Tin on the cheek is a Saturday. 

Tin is laying back on his bed, reading a book. Can is also laying back playing video games on his phone. But Tin’s bed is so big, they both manage to have their own space. 

It’s a ridiculous luxury. But it’s incredibly comfortable. The sheets feel wonderful and Tin didn’t even complain about Can laying out in his street clothes on the bed. 

Can glances at Tin and sees an expression that has slowly become more and more familiar. Around Can, Tin’s walls have fallen and he looks as young, open, and vulnerable as ever. It’s amazing. It’s also horrifying. 

But Can is unable to stop the feelings developing in his chest from seeing Tin look this way. Unable to get over the fact that he is the cause. And when Tin smiles to himself, Can is utterly lost.

Can squirms until he is pressed up against TIn’s side. Tin doesn’t even object. He simply puts his arm around Can and continues reading. Can’s heart flutters again.

Can leans up and presses a kiss so soft, it could have just been a passing breeze, against Tin’s cheek. 

Tin stiffens immediately and turns to look at Can who simply starts smiling.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” Tin nuzzles against Can’s cheek. “Did I do something?”

“No
 Actually yes.” 

“What did I do?” Tin’s eyes are curious, but sparkling.

“You made me love you.”

63 for TinCan please if you’re still taking them :) – lbc-tincan

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 Thingsℱ, 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


63 for TinCan please if you’re still taking them :) – 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 Thingsℱ, 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.

Can initiating a date for once??? – plann-et

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.

CAN ACCEPTING TIN’S LOVE. WRITE ABOUT THAT BECAUSE THIS ENDING WAS UNACCEPTABLE – plann-et

florbexter:

TinCan Ficlet

He felt like little bubbles were popping in his bloodstream, making him feel drunk and as if he was able to walk on air. Tin’s mouth found its way from his cheek to his ear and back. Can gasped and he knew he was an inexperienced kisser but he didn’t care, he took hold of Tin’s face, and decided then and there that he wouldn’t bother about his future career anymore. His job from now on was to kiss Tin as often as possible.

Tin’s fingers were clenching the fabric of Can’s shirt on his back, and they were pressed together so tightly Can felt him from head to toe. It was a heady feeling and he leaned more and more against Tin because he wasn’t sure if his legs could carry him any longer.

Tin’s lips were soft and warm and were moving against his as if he wanted to seduce him all over again, as if he hadn’t made it clear that he wanted to be his, as if not all of the IC students had been witnesses to their love confessions.

“Guys?”

Can felt Tin’s tongue on his lower lip and a full body shiver went through him. He buried his hands in Tin’s hair because he needed to release some of his energy otherwise he would moan and he wasn’t sure if some of the onlookers hadn’t called campus security already.

“Guys!”

Can blinked and looked at Type who was standing next to them, an aura of disapproval around him.

Can looked back at Tin. His lips were swollen and red, he was breathing heavily and his hair was disheveled from Can’s fingers.

I did that, Can thought. He was oddly proud of that.

“Please,” Type said and rubbed the bridge of his nose, “please go somewhere private.”

“P’Type,” Can said without letting an inch of air between Tin and him, “this is my boyfriend Tin.”

“Oh the fuck, JUST GO!!”

can asking tin to be his boyfriend

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.

For the prompt thingy I’ve got a headcanon that Tin takes Can to this fancy place so Can dresses up super fancy and Tin find it too god damn hot

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.”