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I was tagged by @fkyb​ thanks, doudou 💕

It had been the soccer team’s first practice in quite a while. And even though Can was active every day, all his muscles clenched and ached and burned. Even the hottest shower in the locker room had been no help.

Can dropped his bag onto the floor and fell into Tin’s couch, groaning as his muscles protested the soft surface. 

Moments later, Can felt Tin’s warm hands on his back. “Can? What happened?”

“Practice.”

“Aren’t you usually... Not like this after practice?”

“You are the most astute, Tin. It is you.”

Tin took a moment to look insulted. “You are really hurting if you’re talking like that.”

“Life is suffering, Ai Tin. Buddha said so.”

“Buddha also said that we must take the right actions and use the right words in order to stop suffering.” Tin pushed one of his hands under Can’s shirt and gently rubbed circles into the tight muscles of Can’s back. Can moaned softly. “I guess I’ve got some work to do then, huh?” Tin walked away and Can wanted to cry now that Tin had stopped rubbing his back.

“Tiiiiiin! Please keep rubbing my back!”

“Hang on a minute!”

Tin came back and scooped Can off the couch. Can yelped before clinging to Tin. Carried into the bedroom, Can noticed the towels laid out on the bed and the muscle balm on the nightstand. 

“Uhh...”

Tin placed Can down on the bed and started tugging on his uniform. “Come on, strip.”

Can blushed on reflex and Tin smacked his arm. “I’ve seen you naked plenty. Why are you suddenly blushing?”

“Because you asked me in an un-sexy way!” Can started unbuttoning his shirt anyway. 

Can was laid out naked on the towels soon enough. Tin scooped up a portion of the muscle balm and went to work. Tin massaged Can from his shoulders down to his toes. Each muscle group was given an exquisite amount of attention that left Can moaning and crying. Tin’s hands were warm. The balm was minty and soothing. And finally Can felt his body relax in the way it needed to after such an intense practice. 

When everything was said and done, Can felt like he’d never move again. He was a puddle on their bed. 

Tin poked and prodded at Can until he turned around. Tin’s gaze swept over him from head to toe and Tin raised an eyebrow. Can put a cocky smile on his face. 

“Gonna massage something else?”

“This isn’t a massage parlor. Don’t be so stupid.”

“But Tin...” Can pulled one of Tin’s hands to him, letting it slowly trail down his chest. He watched as Tin’s pupils dilated. “I’m still tense.”

“You dirty little...” 

You know the staying you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make them drink? I tried real hard for it not be angsty but I failed.

Also I discovered I find it fucking hard to write in Can’s POV.

Tagged by: my sweet precious baby @fkyb <3

Who I am tagging: the four other friends I have made here @bl-phillip @earthpodd @florbexter @m34ns *you guys don’t have to if you don’t wanna*

Relationship status: very single lmao (also @fkyb I’ll hold your hand all you had to do was ask<3)

Favorite color: aqua/mint/seafoam!

Lipstick or chapstick: chapstick!

Three favorite foods: the baked ziti from the Italian cafe near my campus, green bean casserole, and chicken nuggets. I love nugs

Song stuck in my head: Warhol - Palaye Royal (I love them. if you like alt/punk music, I highly recommend!)

Last song I listened to: Papaoutai by Pentatonix

Last movie I watched: Mune: The Guardian of the Moon (if you like animated movies, highly recommend. it was precious)

Time: 3:02pm

Books I’m currently reading: I don’t really read books??? I have ADHD and books are never finished when I try to read them

Last thing I Googled: do vampires need sleep 

How many blankets do you sleep with: 1~ I get really hot when I sleep. 

Dream trip: I have so many?? Disneyland, Ireland, Bangkok, Seoul. Wherever I go, I want to go with my family. Family trips are my favorite trips

I was tagged by @fkyb xx

Write your most recent favorite line from a fic that you have written in the past year, without context. It can be a line of dialogue, a line of exposition, an action sequence, a colorful description, anything! Then tag your favorite writers to join the fun.

Like this:

Their hands on holy pilgrimage, tracing pathways to sacred places only lovers know. 

And bonus:  

“Then, I’ll be expecting that first payment tonight.”

4) “I thought I knew what I was doing but I- I messed up, okay?” (This could have gone SO MANY WAYS, but I decided to go happy.)

Can, having grown up with a family that required him to help around the house, was usually the one who did most of the cooking. For whatever bizarre reason, despite Tin’s education, he was horrible at following directions except for making instant noodles. Because of this, Tin was usually more than happy to just wash dishes or foot the bill for ordering out. Can considered this a happy compromise and there was no chance of repeating the incident.

So it was worrisome for Can to come home to the smell of smoke and the sound of cursing from the kitchen.

Can rushed into the kitchen to find Tin staring into the oven with a pout, a lumpy, misshapen mess in a cake pan in his hands, and several other burnt rejects in the trash. 

“Tin... Babe...” Can walked in with caution, as if Tin was holding a bomb about to go off. “What did you do?”

Tin huffed. “I thought I knew what I was doing but I- I messed up, okay?”

“Clearly.”

Tin gave Can a glare before sighing and dumping the reject cake into the trash again. “It’s just box mix cake. I’m not even making it from scratch!”

Can pulled Tin’s head down to rest on his shoulder. Tin hated failure as much as Can hated losing, so some soothing was in order. “Why are you trying to make a cake, Tin? You could just buy one.”

Tin huffed and Can fought the shiver caused by the air passing his ear. “You always make me a cake for my birthday. I wanted to try doing it this time.”

“Really? You tried for me?” Tin grunted in response. “Aww, that’s very sweet of you.” 

“Happy birthday, Cantaloupe.”

Can pressed a kiss into the side of Tin’s neck. “Thank you, Tin.” Can finally turned to look at the boxes on the counter. “That is a lot of mix.”

“I bought several cause I knew I’d screw up the first few.”

Can took a closer look at the boxes while stroking Tin’s back. “Uh Tin... You haven’t forgotten how to read Thai, have you?” The burning sensation against the side of Can’s head meant Tin was glaring. “Because these are all boxes of pancake mix, not cake mix.”

19. Kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing (You think you’re really clever don’t you?)

Chu Shuzhi glared at the report in his his hands. It was one of many, a large stack Zhao Yunlan had forced him and Guo Changcheng to take home and look through for assigning to other departments or keeping for SID. 

Changcheng looked over from setting the rice in the rice cooker. If Shuzhi glared any harder, the poor report would be set on fire. A devious little thought crossed Changcheng’s mind and he wondered if Lao Zhao was being a bad influence before he walked over and nudged his way onto Shuzhi’s lap.

“Changcheng?” Shuzhi’s hands immediately were on his waist as Changcheng settled in pressing many light kisses against Shuzhi’s lips.

Shuzhi dropped the case file and his line of questioning to chase after each kiss that failed to satisfy, growling as Changcheng refused to let him deepen any of them. Changcheng only smiled and tutted at Shuzhi with every attempt. 

When Shuzhi was well and truly frustrated, he tossed Changcheng onto the couch before pouncing on him. Changcheng squeaked in surprise before his lips were captured and Shuzhi satisfied his urge to devour the younger man whole.

Fortunately, the case file was spared any wrinkles or being lit on fire.

Unfortunately, none of the files were read that night.