A/N: Hello, it's been awhile. :)
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By the time the house quieted down for the night, Tin had already missed two calls from Nikorn. Glancing at the clock, he realized that if he hadn't spent so much time in the bathroom, he would have been able to answer. Letting out a sigh, he untied the towel around his waist, tossed it onto a nearby chair, and put on a pair of boxers. After that, he logged into Telegram and opened the balcony door to let in some refreshing night air.
A gentle ping from his laptop caught his attention. Tin walked over to his bed and sat down with his laptop. Upon checking, he saw that it was a message from NiknaC.
NiknaC: Are you avoiding me, Tin?
TinJobs: Avoiding you? Me? Never. Lol.
NiknaC: I realized I may have overstepped by calling you twice.
TinJobs: No, I was hanging out with my brother and best friend last night. How are you doing? How was your day?
NiknaC: Tiring. Did you sleep okay last night?
TinJobs: Like the dead.
NiknaC: Perfect then, lol.
Tin smiled and shifted to lie on his stomach.
TinJobs: Hey, sorry I can't chat for too long. My place is packed with guests and one of them is crashing at my place.
NiknaC: I get it. It might feel a bit awkward to engage in dirty talk with someone while another person is right next to you.
TinJobs: He's not a lover—just a really good friend I've known for years.
NiknaC: You think I'd be jealous.
Tin bit his lower lip.
TinJobs: I don't know, would you be?
NiknaC: If he weren't a friend—yes.
TinJobs: I'm not sure why, but hearing you say that just really turns me on.
NiknaC: Lol, really? That tells me something about you, Tin.
TinJobs: And what's that?
NiknaC: You're my kind of freak.
Tin let out a sigh as he heard the sound of Can's footsteps echoing through the hall.
TinJobs: I have to go.
NiknaC: Was it something I said?
TinJobs: No. We can talk later.
NiknaC: Let's catch up tomorrow. It would be great if we could remove these masks as soon as possible.
TinJobs: Um... okay? Where?
NiknaC: 574 bartholomew Street. 7:30pm. It's the Cucina della Nonna RistoranteIt's okay if you can't make it, but it would mean a lot if you could join me.
TinJobs: Okay.
He shut the laptop and placed it on the bedside table as Can entered the room. Can had a towel around his waist, revealing his toned, caramel-colored chest with nipples as dark as night. Tin couldn't deny that Can was attractive. He knew that if they weren't friends, he would be interested in Can.
"Did you take a shower?"
"Yes. You were taking forever in here, so I decided to use the other bathroom," Can replied. "Can I borrow a pair of track pants or something?"
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Unmasked
FanfictionSinking into the chair, he ran his fingers over the smooth fabric. Perhaps this was some intricate scheme to deceive him or something. With a shake of his head, he shrugged. He hadn't brought much besides his ID and his credit card. Throughout his e...
