Adorably Silly (ENDED)

Can I have another?

Can's POV

I arrive on Saturday. Tin picked me up and took me to his house.

When I arrived I could not believe it. HIS HOUSE IS HUGE!

— Wow! Your house is gigantic —I said.

— Are you coming to see my house or a movie?

We enter. His nephew immediately ran over and hugged Tin.

— Ah, I know you, you are the son of that guy.

—Don't say "that guy" to my father! —He protested.

— Are you also evil like him?

— My father is not evil! He is the best dad in the world!

— Your father is the worst of the worst. —I argued with him.

—Don't say that! My father is good. —He started to cry.

— And now you're crying like a baby.

Tin put on an expression that he was fed up with the situation and I fell silent. He didn't like it but ...

— His father hurts you, he makes you suffer and you won't let me face him ... even if it's just let me get even with his son. —I excused myself.

— Phu Pha is a good boy, he didn't do anything bad to me. —he explain—. I would never take it out on him or Wadee, in fact, the two of them are more family than the rest of the people who live in this house.

I snorted in surrender.

—I'm ...  I'm sorry, —I said and looked at the little boy—. And you're not a bad kid. —I expressed—. That means you'll forgive me?. I smiled and showed him my little finger to make a truce of peace.

The boy looked at Tin and he confirmed that it was "safe" to make the promise and he did. Then Tin affectionately ruffled my hair.

— At the moment I don't know who the child is.

—What do you mean by that? —I asked.

— You're here to see a movie right?

— Yes.

— So, let's go. —He urged me to follow him.

— Can I go? —It was Nong Phu.

— Sorry, it's a movie for grown-ups. —Tin explained to him and ruffled his hair.

Tin's POV

I got my nephew to stay with one of the maids in the private movie theater. Can and I would watch the movie in my room ... obviously. I carried up the famous sandwiches and put them on the table. He and I were on the couch.

— Looks delicious! Can I eat?

— Go ahead.

Can did not hesitate for a second and went to eat something. I managed to intercept his hand before he could do something; grabbed his wrist.

—But you said ... —I looked him in the eye.

— First you have to pay.

— What are you talking about?

I continued to watch him and touched his lips with my finger. Today I felt that it bristled under my touch, today nothing was going to be subtle ...

— Another kiss? —Cantaloupe asked, but it wasn't a complaint.

He thought about it for a few seconds. Until he put on his typical 5-year-old kiss pose.

—Open your mouth, Can.