𝕋𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕤 ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕' (𝕋𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕒𝕟) ✔

🔸Chap15🔸

"What are you looking at you ugly prick? I said 'I hate you' big deal huh? Oh fuck yeah, I hate you" Can spat glaring at the creature before him.

"What is it Can? Why are you shouting at Gucci at 2am in the morning? Let the poor dog sleep." Ley  snarled quite irrigated by his brothers noises.

"Get away from here"

"I will, but you better shut your tiny melon mouth before I shove all of my dirty socks in there!" Ley warned before shutting the door.

Can sighed for one last time before falling into a dreamless sleep. 

                          ***

It was morning and he didn't know how he'd deal with Tin at the office. He pressed the elevator button, he entered and waited it to close, when it was about to close the button was pressed again and the door to elevator opened revealing a very familiar person who made Can nervous.

Tin looked like shit, he had bags under his eyes and it was evident he was going through hangover. Tin glanced at him before quickly tearing his eyes away and entering the elevator. Can had to control himself, seeing his face triggered the last night events and he couldn't help but imagine ripping his throat off with his bare hands. Wow. He was thinking wild.

Tin stole quick glances at Can, and Can publicly glared at him without no regret. Tin couldn't help but think how cute, Can looked. Even while glaring. Scratch that, only while glaring. But then again reality kicked in, Can said that he hates him. Tin couldn't quite forget what he said, he kept thinking was he that bad, was he that heartless or was he so annoying that Can could hate him that much.

He tried being nice, he didn't have an idea why he even tried. He's used to being himself, he couldn't change his personality in a jiffy. It was him after all. He thought him and Can were starting to get to know each other but hearing him say that he hates him... It hurt. And he never felt hurt, especially in the heart yet he's being called heartless. He wanted to call Can and say 'No I'm not heartless'.  

That's when he called Cella, his step sister. The only person, he cares about in his family is her. She is good at talking and hanging out. He got drunk, he was stressed enough to smoke a little and that's when Can knocked at his door. He gotta admit, he was surprised to see him, but he was too drunk to even care. He was still in that 'Can-said-he-hates-me' phase. And as if the lord of hell was dancing on his head, he lashed out on Can. And Can saw him smoking, wow he must think he's  a total jerk now.

Can observed as Tin left the elevator and he realised Tin was giving him the cold shoulder. In fact, it was the other way round. Tin wanted talk this out but Can was on a total different page. We couldn't blame Can either, he was kicked out when he actually when to apologize much less he saw him smoking with a girl.

Uh huh the cold treatment huh? Tin, the game is on. Can thought as he followed Tin to his office. The employee were giving them curious looks, they seemed to witness the little show in the morning yesterday.

Tin sighed before closing the door after Can had entered. Can eyed him curiously, why did he lock the door? Is he going to murder me in here or much worse harass me or something?

Can's thoughts were always wild. He got it from her mum, it runs in their family. Even his sister and brother were wild, as in crazy. If he could define his family in one word it was, Abnormal.

Can couldn't help but feel nervous when Tin stood before him with a slight frown while he bit his lower lip as if he was unsure of what to say. He looked no where near to his usual self, he looked a lot weaker and it didn't make him any less attractive.  Can's neck hurt from looking up for so long, come on!  that man was a tower while Can was nothing close to bush. A cute bush we may add.

Is he gonna talk or I'm standing here straining my neck for nothing? Can thought as he waited impatiently.

Soon he heard Tin clear his throat, "We should talk!" It came out as faint whisper but Can could catch up on that.

He was waiting for him to talk and shit yet he found himself scowling at him "There is nothing to talk, Tin."

Tin looked up at the mention of his name. Can just walked past him, heading towards the cupboard  as if the owner of the a multi national company is not standing in front of him, asking for a talk. Tin clenched his jaw. Tin was actually being nice and that little cantablush was playing hard to get.

Screw it! If Can was a egoist, then Tin was a fucking highfalutin.
Bring it on Can, I'm gonna show you who I am.

                       ******

"Can you pass me the list of the newly assigned features?" Can asked not talking his eyes off the laptop he was typing in.

"God gave you hands, take them your self" Tin snapped making Can look up at him with a frown. Nevertheless, he stood up and got it himself while huffing.

Soon Can had trouble registering and entering some data, so bit down his ego before asking for a favour "Um.. Can you like help me with the registration. Or at least tell me how to do it?"

Tin smirked "You are the secretary, not me. You hate me and still you ask for favours. How low of you"

"I don-" Can stopped in the mid sentence, who am I kidding? Of course I hate him.
Can puffed his cheeks trying to control his anger.  Tin turned away not wanting to get carried away by Cantablush's actions. 

Can scoffed at that, he got up and left the room on a hunt for someone who could help. And then there was Tin, being a curious little lion wanting to now why Can hadn't returned an after an hour. He checked through the cc cameras.

Well, cc cameras were real helpful.

After a lot of searching, he finally found Can in the farther most end of the floor with a fair skinny guy, laughing and fooling around. They seemed to have fun, and it didn't help Tin a bit.

Uh oh!

Tin blinked, Can was with Pond, a thirsty horndog but also a very good hacker. Last year, their systems got virus for steaming porn and Tin was positive this had something to do with Pond.

And now, he didn't trust Pod with Can. Not at all.

He kept watching, as Pond ruffled Can's hair while Can just giggled. He felt his fingers curl into a fist. Without thinking, he spoke through the microphone.
"Mr.Can, want you in my office. Now!"

Did he sound angry? Oh heck yeah!

Tin watched as Can jumped apart from Pond and started walking towards the other side of the floor. He didn't even know what was so entertaining to watch Can take the different  blocks and turns, while angrily talking to himself and tumbling on his  feet to reach Tin's office.

Tin, he was a  millionaire, he has a freaking huge company to handle and yet he's  watching after a random boy through the little boxes in the monitor displaying cc footage.
Well, how whipped was he? 

Tin heard his door barge open, well who wouldn't bother knocking his boss's door. You guess.

Yes, you're right! Its Can.

"You called?" Can asked still out of breath.

"Yes"

"For?"

"Get me a cup of coffee, cantaloupe."

"W-what?" the fuck

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