Keep your hands off him ( TinnxCan )

The meal

The open air Mookata restaurant was packed with late night party goers trying to satisfy their hunger pangs after a wild night of boozing and dancing . Most could hardly stomach a full meal and was staggering into the restaurant to simply cushion the hangover that was inevitable. However the party was not soon to stop with many still quenching their insatiable thirst with towers of beer to wash down the greasy supper . So it was relatively easy to zoom into perspective a group of equally fatigued but fully sober and lucid team of bronzed Titans from this drunken charade .

The alcohol though not on the menu ,at least for tonight, was replaced by entrees of raw meat waiting to be stacked onto the dome like grill . As soon as the thinly sliced veils of meat were thrown in a frenzy onto the grill , the sizzling melodious sound filled the air as though following a well choreographed symphony orchestra . The fat on the meat artistically dissolved into a ravine of sinful delight as it cascaded down to the awaiting soup below. This was no less an aphrodisiac sight to behold ; wetting the appetite of the group of hot blooded young men . They needed to replenish the lost energy and pump more iron into their system to help fuel the gruelling training sessions that was to come . A mad dash was made upon arrival and as the plates were filled in mere seconds and evaporated into thin air the next in a blink of an eye, stuffing their faces were the only objective on their minds. One would think they had simply inhaled the vapour in equal likeness to the characteristic features of wandering spirits depicted in ghost fables. It would be an insult to put Can in the same league as his senior in the assessment of his appetite , or anyone for the matter, for it is a known fact that he could put even a competitive eater to shame with little to no effort . His appetite has single handedly squandered away a fraction of Techno's saving . Therefore his declaration of having no appetite made the latter's jaw drop and there was the dramatic drawing of breath by the rest of the team in response to this monumental moment . Without missing a beat to puzzle the rest , he decides to simply settle for a cup of pink milk .

Can absentmindedly chewed on his straw as he slumped down listless on the table with his chin elevated by the elbow that rested on the table. He felt that food paled greatly, with everything being too heavy for his sensitive taste buds .The enticing scents were now processed as nauseatingly thick and proceeded to assault his olfactory; giving him a dull and nagging headache. The very reason for him to smile about was absent and he knew what that sole reason was .

And wearing a worried expression on his face was a hunk of man that could put any female into a state of petrification that would put Medusa to shame.  Nic was not the kind that indulged in the knowledge of his devastatingly good looks but he was seriously getting the vibes that he was one invisible soul from the neglect he was getting . It left a bitter taste in his mouth . He had positioned himself well enough to be in full view of his prey but the latter had not paid him so much as a nod in his general direction.

Not really having any basis of comparison on Can's appetite , he could only guess as much that it was something unprecedented that Can was not devouring the food like the rest . Without so much as a thought, he quickly picked up the plumpest prawn on the grill and de-shelled it in earnest before giving it a Chili bath and baited it in front of Can's pouting lips .

"He can't take spicy food"

A stern voice interjected this action swiftly , and as though an ice cold wind swept pass the nape of Nic's neck , the tiny hairs at the back of his neck stood on ends . The naked prawn dangled awkwardly in mid air as both characters swivelled around in their seats to face the source .

Tinn quickened his pace as he squeezed his way between the confined area and took a seat right in the middle of a narrow space  between his boyfriend and that eye-sore . This refined gentleman was totally out of place in this setting and if his well pressed shirt and tailored pants was not telling enough, his porcelain skin and immaculate hairdo could just spell Vogue from a distance . Can's spine straightened as though a marionette puppet just  had a hand stuck into it .

Tinn smiled at Can . It was a gentle look. One that convey many words that would hardly have any place in the high strung extravaganza that was before . Can sniffed and his bright eyes glistening in the sparkling bright lights and  danced around Tinn's silhouette. He hardly dared to blink for fear of releasing a floodgate of tears . They rested on the bandaged hands of Tinn and as though the gates burst out in full force , he wailed out loudly and stormed his feet in an all out tantrum . While blurting out some less than distinguishable words. And as everyone stopped all activities to solve the riddle , it sounded something like ...

" Yoo..* gulp*.. eeeediott..yoo..oo no... iiii .. llub.. Yoo...*sniff* ..... argggggsgvegzvsvehs"

Tinn pulled him in for a hug and in the middle of a crowded and greasy Mookata restaurant, the two boys cradled each other.

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Hi people a new update as promised . Thank you for being patient . Will do the Housekeeping ASAP. Same protocol, comment and vote if you fancy please