CREDENCE : Our Universe

TinnCan - Miss Me By A Mile 3/3

Can's eyes widen slightly as he takes in Tinn infront of him. Face twitching before settling into a frown.

I know you had pair of legs that could go on forever. But do you really have to show them off like that?

"Why aren't you wearing any pants?" Can ask. Settling for ignoring those long limbs of his Ex.

Tinn did wear pants.. Well, if boxer could be called a pants. Thanks Lord the wool shirt Ma give him are long enough to cover most of the private part.

Can almost slapped his own face just to make sure he got his priority check. MUST NOT GET DISTRACTED.

His hands then swiftly going for the towel resting on Tinn's shoulder. Trying not to trip over while pulling the other's hand to make him sit on the edge of the bed.

Tinn who earlier had just finished taking his shower, didn't realised he let the bedroom door unlock and was lazily trying to made up the bed. He know his hair are still wet, that's why he wrapped the towel around his neck so it won't be dripping mess.

But then, the towel were on verge of falling down from it's place with the amount of tugging he done on the bedding.

"What are you doing?" Tinn ask. Eyebrows furrowed when his hair being rough up a bit at certain area where they're still damp. And since Can had make him sit down, while he himself standing between Tinn's lap, now they're kinda on the same height.

"What do you think I'm doing? Helping you with your hair of course." Can says simply, shrugging off when the latter make a grabby hand to take back the towel from his grasp. "No. Stay still." He bats Tinn hand off.

Rolling his eyes at him when he heard Tinn muttering sarcastically something under his breath about he's a grown up who knows how to dry his own hair, thank you.

Tinn moves back maintaining a safe distance between them after he deems that Can already finished with his voluntary task. He still had the bed to made up and perhaps checking the used clothes in the hamper.

But Can had something in his mind. Instead of letting Tinn go, he extend both his palm, craddling Tinn cheeks. Lips stretching far when he sees how comically Tinn eyes had become when Can tilt his face upwards facing him. The apples of his cheeks flushing red like a real apples. Shy Tinn.. I never know you got this side in you.

"I'm going to bite your fingers off, Ai Can. Get them off of me." Tinn grit his teeth. Eyes narrowed. His cheeks no longer flushing red, trying to shake off the affronted hold Can had on his face.

Everything is getting tougher when Can keep on treating him like this. Coddling and being so nice. Tinn just had enough.

"Ai Tinn," Can call and he looks at Tinn in the eye when the other's pause from trying to struggle free. He keep his grip firm eventhough Tinn obviously glaring by now. They need to talk no matter what. And Can mean it. By hook or crook. "Aren't you the smartest one between us both?"

"Yeah, used too. I guess," Tinn shrugs. "But then, love make an idiot out of everyone." He swallows hard. Not trying to speak much, when it'll only bring out more hurt than truth.

To be fair, both of them are hurting. Can because of his blatant lie of a break up, eventhough he's the one who initiated it. While Tinn, he just agreed because he loved Can so much. Even if him alone doing the loving.