They stayed like this for a while. They were both content with just being with each other. Can pulled away first. "I need to tell you something?" He hesitated for a bit. "Your brother came over." Tin was startled. "When? What did he say? Did he threaten you?" Can smiled. "No, don't worry. He didn't do anything. He was just dumb. You don't have to explain if you don't want to but why is he so mean to you. What will he gain from your parents knowing that you are gay?" Tin let out a sigh. "Tul is my half brother, his mother was from a low-class family. According to my grandmother she faked her first pregnancy forcing my forced to marry her. She lost her first child, but my grandmother always believed that it was a lie. After Tul was born the relationship turn sour, mainly because my grandmother was so horrible to Tul and his mother. They divorced and my father took Tul in. My grandmother never viewed him as her grandchild. My father finally married a woman of class, someone my grandmother approved off and I was born. While everybody saw Tul as the first born my grandmother saw me as first son of the family. Until she died she made sure to make Tul's live a living hell. I don't really blame him for hating me. I tried to understand his hate, but while I had my grandmother love, something I didn't really want. He had the love of my father and mother, something I really wanted. I tried to be the perfect younger brother because if something happened to me or I did something bad my grandmother would blame Tul and punish him. I tried to live quiet and nearly invincible but I think Tul wants to make my live as miserable as his was when my grandmother was a live."
Tin looked at Can and saw that he was crying. He smiled and wiped away Can's tears. "Why are you crying. Don't have pity on me. I'm over it. You don't know it but you and the others really helped me." Can gave Tin a wobble smile. "It not pity, it's sadness. I want to be like you and understand your brother, but I can't. It's not a good reason to be so hateful towards your sibling. It wasn't your fault. Why didn't your parents do or say anything?" Tin felt weird talking about this. The only person that knew about this was Naai'Din and his psychiatrist. But he wanted Can to trust him and know what was going with him. He also wanted Can to know what was going on, for if Tul comes again. "My parents priority is their company and their social parties. My grandmother was the one who took care of me and Tul was left to fend for himself. When I was young I didn't understand but when I got older I would try and help Tul. I would rebel against my grandmother and defend Tul but that made his life more difficult. I would help him in secret. He doesn't know this and I don't want to tell him. The abuse has broken and twisted him into what he is now. When I believed that he was a caring brother I would plead to him to find help or to talk to a psychiatrist. But now I think I'm not the one to help him see what he is doing is wrong. When my grandmother died she left me everything. When I graduate from university, I'll have more money than my father. This was a blow to everybody in the family. I can't even give some of it to Tul. She made sure of that." Tin needed to calm himself down. Until now he had acted like he was fine and that he had gotten over the things his grandmother had done but it wasn't really so. He knew he was in deny, he had used his frustration and fears to hate people who had less money than him. Talking to Can felt like he was releasing it all at last.
He hadn't notice but he was shaking, Can wrapped his arms around him and held him close. He was whispering that everything was going to be alright. Tin leaned into Can and before he knew it he had fallen asleep. When he woke up it was dark outside, He looked at Can and saw that he was still asleep. He was hungry but he didn't want to let go. He thought his heart would burst from love. His stomach gave a loud growl waking Can up. They both giggled. "Shall we get some food or should we order something?" Tin didn't want to let go of Can. He kissed Can's forehead. "Let's order in. I want to stay like this for a while." Can laughed. "I need my phone to call. So you really have to let go." Tin pouted. Can looked amazed. "Oh my god. Don't act cute! It doesn't suit you." Tin wasn't embarrassed, he didn't know that he could act cute. But Can had a weird effect on him and he really didn't care. Tin let go and Can stood up to get his phone. Tin laid down on the couch and stretched out. For the first time in a long period he was feeling carefree and calm. Can came back with his phone. Tin sat up so Can could sit next to him. He turned around and wrapped his legs and arms around Can. He put his head in Can's neck. It was nice and warm but Can hit his arm. "I need my arms. What do you want to eat?" Tin laughed everything Can did was adorable. "I'll eat whatever you'll have." Can rolled his eyes. "Your not allergic to anything?" Tin shook his head. "Alright, remember the food you brought over? That was really good. I'll like to eat their food again. Do they deliver?" "The store was a really small one. I don't know if they deliver. I don't think there was a sign or anything. I was looking around and saw that they specialize in shrimp." Can tore himself from Tin embrace and walked into the kitchen. He looked around. "Yes! I knew they I've seen the name and number." He was holding a flyer with the menu of the shop. He walked back and sat between Tin's legs again. Can called the number and also choose what they would eat. Tin didn't mind because it was the same food as he had bought but never ate. "They will be in hour , hour and a half, because it's a lot of food." Can leaned into Tin, sighing contently. "I can't wait till the food is near. I'm getting really hungry." They were quiet for a few minutes.
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RomanceFrom a one night stand to a relationship. After a heavy night drinking Tin find himself in bed with the adorable but busybee Can. The two enemies try to keep out off each other's way, but they keep finding themself in situations, that make both fall...