Adorably Silly (ENDED)

Confession

Can POV

I followed Tin to the cafeteria.

- What do you do? -I demanded.

- Lunch, of course.

- But I don't want to have lunch with you.

- You told me I owed you an apology.

It's all so weird. I don't get it, he doesn't behave like this.

- Yes, I said that ...

But I never expected Tin to really apologize ...

— Are you really going to apologize to me? —I was still incredulous  — A rich boy like you ... A poor and silly boy like me ... How is this possible?

I took the handles of my backpack and moved my hands nervously. It's like I'm afraid to trust him ... But there is another part of me that wants to do it.

— Aren't you going to lie to me?

— No. — He answered seriously— . I really want to buy you lunch to apologize to you.

—  Ai Tin, stop scrubbing your money on my face.

—  You'll have to believe me, it's true that I want to buy you lunch to apologize to you.

—  It's that you always lie to me ...

What was happening? Why does he want to apologize? Tin is never like that.

—  It's seriously. I will not lie to you today.

I'm not afraid of him ... I'm afraid of being stupid again and falling into his lies. But now, he looks sincere and doesn't have his disgusting expression of arrogance and doesn't stop looking at me ... As if he had put a spell on me.

—  Okay, buy me lunch. — and I added quickly— : but then I leave. I don't want to be with you.

Tin POV

It was hard, but finally Can agreed to have lunch with me. I do not say that he is wrong, I know that I have lied to him and I have behaved like a jerk with him; I deserve it.

We sit. I couldn't stop looking at him. The times I see Can and we don't fight I find it completely adorable ... But nothing compares to watching him eat! You can tell he likes food a lot; he smiles and puts expressions that melts my heart. There was no way I could concentrate on my food.

—  Eat something, don't just look at me.

He kept eating.

—  Why did you ask Pete for my number?

Can coughed and got stuck. So sweet...

—  What? No never! That never happened.

— Pete told me — I replied calmly.

I could almost see his blush of how embarrassed he felt.

—  I thought that if I called you and left you a message, you wouldn't listen because you would recognize my voice. — He lamented— . Then, you wouldn't listen to my apology, so in the end I opted for a written message.

Of course I would have heard a message from you, silly.

—  Why did you tell Pete not to give me your number?

—  I put a "dirty" note in your car ... I didn't want you to scold me for that. — Sigh.

His next bite was from a plate that was in the middle of the table. This is something that should have happened a few weeks ago ... I took his hand.