Our Love || TinCan

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Still Tin's POV

"So, Just Tin, tell me about yourself." Can said taking a bite of his food. I smiled and took a drink before answering.

"There isn't much to tell." I said. Can smiled and looked down on me.

"I doubt that." I laughed and nodded.

"I have an older brother, but we don't get along very well. I don't talk to either of my parents much. I live alone and Pete is practically my only friend. That's all there really is to me." I told him. When I did he shook his head.

"I don't mean things that you would tell someone that easily. I mean, I want to really know about you. I want to know what your future goals are. What your inner thoughts are." He said smiling wide. They really are things I don't tell people easily, but here I was finding myself telling him and wanting.

"When I was little I wanted to be an photographer. I still take pictures sometimes." I admitted.

"Then why aren't you studying that?" He questioned. I shook my head and laughed.

"My parents would never accept that. I have to do what they want." I explained. Can shook his head.

"I don't see why. You said that you don't talk much to your parents, so why do you care what they think?" He asked. I thought for a moment. I don't know why. Maybe because I don't want them to look down on me, they already do that though.

"I don't know why." I admitted. He nodded.

"Well, I think that you would make a great photographer." He said. I laughed.

"You haven't even seen any of my photos." I said. He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't have too to know how amazing you are." After he said those words I looked down and blushed. I blushed I! BLUSHED! Me.

"Thanks." I said. He smiled at me as I looked back up.

"What else?" He asked. I sighed and sat back in my seat.

"My parents and I disagree on almost everything. From money to college. From college to what I'm doing after." I laughed at the thought. He looked at me confused.

"Money?" He asked. Shit. Did I give myself away? I nodded slowly.

"They think that you have to have money to be successful.

If I'm being honest, I thought the same thing for a long time. Then, I met some that changed my point of view like it was nothing." You. I didn't dare speak the last part out loud.

"That person must be pretty special." Can said smiling. I nodded.

"They are."

"Well, Tin, if it matters at all, I think that you should do what you like to do. You're smart and an amazing guy. I believe in you. And I think you should probably show me some of your photos sometime so I know what I'm saying is true." He said. I smiled wide and nodded.

Can was someone I could indeed trust. He knew all the right things to say and how to say them. He was a great cook. He was the right amount of innocent and smarts. I didn't know how much longer I could survive around him.

I stood up slowly out of my seat and walked over to the other side of the table where he was sitting. He looked up at me weirdly and confused.

"What's wrong?" He asked. I shook my head.

"Nothing." I said quietly. I reached my hand up and touched his cheek. I needed to get this over with. I needed to know once and for all.

I leaned down slowly and connected our lips. He didn't react to my kiss. Hell, I didn't even really react. I had never kissed a boy, not that it was different from kissing a girl. His lips were soft and plump. I was going to deepen my kiss if he wouldn't have pulled away first. He turned his head away from me and pulled out of my touch.

"Can?" I said his name softly and quietly, almost a whisper.

"I think you should leave." He said just as quiet. I looked at him confused. I pulled my hand back and nodded. So, he didn't like me back?

Now I've just made a fool out of myself. I didn't matter that he didn't like me back, but now he wasn't going to talk to me anymore, probably. I had just thrown away any chance of having a real friendship other than Pete.

I grabbed my things and walked to the door. I turned to look back at him once. He was still looking to the side, away from me.

"Thanks for the breakfast." I said before leaving.

This was what I was destined to do? Ruin everything that came my way? I ran to my car and locked myself in. I hit my hands on the steering wheel and yelled. I took a deep breath before starting the car and heading home.

What other reaction did I expect? Him to kiss me back. Me, who he's only known for a few days.

How could I make this right again?