Tin slumped down on the couch beside Marcella, she was watching some Indian reality show and laughing her ass out. It was her typical Sunday. She was one third Indian cause his dad married a half Indian woman after his mother's death. Marcella's mom was a sly woman and Tin never got along.
And Tin's typical Sunday was classic clubbing or official dinner parties. But today he didn't feel like going anywhere. He rejected all the offers.
Marcella sat herself down properly when she noticed her brother's grumpy expression.
"You just dropped him an hour ago and you're Missing him already?" Cella teased playing with her blonde streaks.
"Geez no, I'm not love sick. I just kinda want to see him again, cause you know I'm gonna go visit dad for week. I won't be able to see him then." Tin said.
"You do realize that you sounded like a love sick just now right?" Marcella laughed
"I did not" Tin deadpanned.
"Its the first time I've seen you like this my dear brother, It's quite entertaining. If you really want to see him again, I've got a plan."
"I don't need your stupid plans cella."
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"You visited my house just to return my clothes?" Can asked eyeing him suspiciously.
Marcella screw you for your lame plan! Now he thinks I'm desperate.
Tin nodded innocently.
"I was returning from somewhere, you're house is on the way so I thought I could give you back your clothes" Tin
"You could've just given them at work tomorrow" Can stated. 😏
"Um..." Tin trailed and he looked a tiny bit nervous. Can sensed it and he felt a weird sense in his stomach. Tin's nervous because of me? But still he couldn't understand the fact that Tin knocked at his door just to give back his dirty clothes. Like hell with it, he is a fucking a CEO, he needn't had to do such things.
"I'm staying over at my Dad's, I'd be in India for a week so I've decided to give them back. Why are you being nosy when I'm being nice?" Tin asked faking a little anger. He stared as Can looked down at the ground a little shy as he spoke
"I'm sorry, I was just-""Caaan who is at the door?" He heard his mom's voice behind him and she squealed like college girl when she saw Tin at the door.. Tin flashed a bright smile which was indeed genuine, Can was surprised for a second.
"Oh Tin, what a pleasant surprise, come on in son." She said.
Tin rubbed the back of his neck unsure about it as he glanced at Can for approval. Can grinned cutely and nodded "I- y-yes come inside Tin!"
"Hey Tin what is in that cover?" Can asked pointing at the paper bag he was holding.
"Oh this, I got ice cream. Its cookies and cream for Mrs-"
"I told you, you can call me Ma. And thank you for the ice cream Tin, that's really sweet of you." She smiled kindly.
Tin smiled back, and Can watched him intently a mixture of emotions passed through him. When did Tin become so kind? He even remembered my mom's favourite ice cream flavour.
Oh don't tell me, is he into my mother?
No it's not possible, he doesn't seem to be that type. The only one left is.......me? Is it possible? He might.. I mean, he kissed me. Even thought it was just to tease me, but he still did it. Arhhhhhh this is so confusing. Why is my heart beating so fast? Do.... I like him that way? I- fucking don't know. These all gestures mean something, what kind of a boss does all needy things for a secretary? Am I being wooed?-
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