Adorably Silly (ENDED)

I'll bring my oxygen back

To think that at first, when Can grabbed Tin by the wrist, the idiot was like: "don't touch me, you dirty Thai programme" mode and now they are in a luxury apartment, in Japan and he would give everything to be able to touch that dirty Thai programme: / ..... Value what you have, no matter how minimal it seems at the moment.

Let's continue :)
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Tin's POV

I thought it would do Can good to do everyday things. The day was nice and a little sunshine and fresh air would do him good. On the subway he grabbed my shirt sleeve as if his life depended on it. I was wrong. He looked very helpless and small in the world; taking him out for a walk hadn't been a good idea. I joined his little finger with mine; there wasn't much else he could do. Luckily, that made him feel better.

By the time we got to Shibuya, he almost had a smile on his face. I took advantage of the crowd to link our hands as we crossed. It was a good idea. Can had been surprised but he looked much more animated, when we got to the other side, we grabbed our pinky fingers again. I don't know how to make him understand that I love him and that I know a difficult process is coming, but I want to be with him. It was at that moment that I saw the Hachiko statue and I remembered.

— This is the statue of Hachiko, do you know its story? —asked.

— I know the name.

— Hachiko was a dog that waited for its owner for 9 years —I explained— his master died, but he kept coming here, to the train station, every day at the same time ... Until Hachiko also died and was met with its owner.

He looked at me puzzled, he didn't quite understand.

— Just as Hachiko was faithful and waited for his owner until the end —I turned to face him— I will be faithful to you until the end and I will wait for you as long as necessary.

And he smiled ... With that beautiful smile that I love so much. And I felt my heart beat again. It's going to be extremely hard, but I'll bring my oxygen back.

— Do you still love me despite everything? — He asked.

— I will love you until the end of my days.

We finally made it to the apartment. It was on the 30th floor and had a beautiful view. As soon as we closed the door and left everything, Can swooped in and held me tight. I stayed still, because I didn't want to ruin the moment.

— I love you, I love you, I love you —he said against my chest— I don't know how to show it to you now and I know that I push you away ... —he began to separate from me, now he sounded sad— but I love you and I know that you are the best for me. —His body had separated, but his hand was resting on my heart— I am broken, but I will reassemble myself for you. —He lookedat me in the eye.

I have many mixed feelings. Of course I still love him and I'm dying to kiss him and hold him close ... But it destroys my soul and heart to know that he is in this state.

Can's POV

We arrived at the apartment. It was very beautiful: spacious, with little but modern furniture and the view left you speechless. Tin put down the suitcases and I felt I owed him a hug. So as soon as I got close to him, I pounced on him.

— We will reassemble you together. —He said seriously— I'll give you parts of me if necessary. —He ruffled me with affection— And we will be happy again I promise you, no, I swear.

Tin helps me a lot. For now I want to continue like this ... But I know that we will have to return to reality whether we want to or not and speaking of that ... Lay and Mom.

I took a deep breath and took my cell phone. Tin had gone out because he wanted to get some air and bring something nice for dinner. I should probably do this when he's here, but I don't want to depend so much on him.

From Lay:
Can! Y didnt U come back? What happened? Did U have so much fun with the coach?

Why did she have to say that? Once again the invisible hands began to be present on my body. No ... This is not real IT IS NOT HAPPENING! I thought about Tin and how he makes me feel when he's with me. It is as if a light is coming and rescuing me from all the darkness. When I became conscious again, I realized that I had stooped and bent, my muscles ached, I had cried ... It is as if in those moments, I lose contact with reality and the things that I imagine become my reality.

I straightened up and was shaking, I went to sit down and try to calm myself down. Breath deeply.

For Lay:
I'll stay with Tin for a few days. It is MY birthday and he is giving me the pleasure of taking out the otaku that I carry inside.

I didn't know what to say without lying completely and without talking about "gift + sexual connotation" because for Lay, if I say gift and Tin in the same sentence ... Now I just want him to be by my side.

From P'No:
Can? Something happened? P'Chao texted us and said he won't be back

I breathed a little easier. I could go back and he wouldn't be there. Although the idea that I have contact with my friends bothers me.

From P'Type:
The coach sent a really strange message, what happened? Because SOMETHING HAPPENED ... Something serious

P'Type is amazing ...

I sent him an audio and explained that he was right, that something really bad had happened but I didn't want to talk about it, I also told him that Tin had come to Japan and was very grateful for it.

From P'Type:
Give me Tin's number, so I don't bother you and he can keep me informed

He's incredible.

Tin had taken his time, I was already hungry. I lay back on the couch and played with my cell phone until he came back.

Tin's POV

The truth is that I want to help Can to recover but it stresses me a lot emotionally, knowing what my boyfriend is, he loves me, but I disgust him if I do more than touch his hand or his hair. And it breaks my soul to see him so ... destroyed. I went out for air.

Nor do I want him to become dependent on me, as in the subway. I mean, I love being essential in his life, but not to the point that he can't take care of himself.

I came back and he was sitting on the couch. He left his mobile on the table (which is very strange because he usually plays without caring about anything).

— Baby, are you okay?

— No. But I will be.

Then he came and hugged me tightly.