Adorably Silly (ENDED)

Salty

Tin's POV

I woke up and the first thing I did was check my cell phone. Nothing. Can is seen to have not gotten up yet.

I enlisted. It takes longer than before, now I do look at myself in the mirror and I worry not only about seeing myself properly but about seeing myself ... Good. I've gotten so many compliments that I'm handsome and I feel like Cantaloupe must think so too, but ... I've never heard him say even remotely that he finds me handsome. I know it's stupid ... But love makes us like that, doesn't it?

I had a longer break than usual. Normally I would be studying in the library or in the reading room. But the day was nice and I decided to go outside and sit. Can had sent me some memes; They weren't that good, but I didn't care because he had sent them. Somehow, he thought I might like them.

I never go out because sitting outside implies that you are available to people, anyone can come and sit next to you ... And that "anyone" was Pete.

— You are different. —He said suddenly.

I was still looking at the memes. I put my cell phone down when I heard it.

— Different in what way?

— You smile more often. —I almost let that smile escape— and I know it's because of Can. —he smiled and I couldn't help it— see? There, you are smiling again.

— Do you know when he will come?

— If you mean Can, I know that next week there will be practice again. —And suddenly he added—, he changed his phone number, did you know? —I smiled.

Of course I know, I gave him the cell phone that came with that new number ...

— Thanks.

Since I gave him the cell phone, I have not seen him again. We talk from time to time ... But I want to see him I'm going crazy to be able to kiss him again. I feel a tremendous desperation for not having him and not being able to see him day by day.

I went like a fool to the soccer field, knowing that he would not be there but a well-known voice rang out ...

Can's POV

At night, Tin had sent me a message that was really creepy:

For Can:

No matter what video you send ... tonight I will dream of youI had a hard time sleeping.

Today was a new day. Early I texted Good to play some football before official practices start and he said yes. The thing is that when the agreed time arrived ... Good left me! He didn't show up!

I was already in the field and when I didn't see anyone I called him:

"Hello?""Traitor! Why didn't you come?""I never ... said ... that I would go""But I texted you this morning!""I already ... had ... plans ... Bye.""Ah! Ai Good!"

If Good hadn't come, this didn't make sense. I turned to go back ... and I almost died of fright because I almost hit someone ... him. I get so nervous when I'm around him ...

—What the fuck? You scared me ... —He said nothing—. What are you doing here?— Don't be stupid. It's campus, I'm in class ...—Don't call me stupid. —I complained.—Your face is red.

How? No ... I ... I touched my face and it was indeed hot.

— No ... it's just ... I ... I was running ... yes, that's why I'm flushed and sweating.