Adorably Silly (ENDED)

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Can's POV

When I got home, it was already late.

— Where were you?

No, it wasn't mom, it was my sister.

— What does it matter to you?

— It matters to me! —She jerked my arm roughly and didn't let me advance— I know you're still with Tin, but you're dying of jealousy ...

Am I that obvious?

— I don't want you to do something crazy, P'Can. —She said serious— I have read many stories where the uke thinks that the seme doesn't want him and he goes around with anyone and always ends badly.

I didn't understand anything, but when she said that she took it out of a story I lost all interest. I started to leave but she didn't let go of me.

— Where were you? —She questioned me again insistently.

— Dining with P'Type. —I let go and started to leave— Crazy ... —I murmured.

I lay in bed.

For moron:
I love you asshole, I'll always tell you

I waited for an answer from him but there was none, sleep overcame me. The training had knocked me out.

Tin's POV

I was going to my parents' house when a message came through.

From P':
Something happened at NongPhu's school. I won't be able to go home

Great, that leaves me with some free time. Another message.

From P':
Don't even dream about it, you should go!

Or maybe I don't have any more free time. I became depressed and got in my car. I was driving to my parents. I was in my uniform, sad, in bad shape and not knowing what to say. I turned and went to my apartment.

I bathed, got neat, left the cell phone that Tul gave me on the table; I took the other one and changed the wallpaper for a photo of Nam. And I looked for some more, to have them in the gallery in case ... I need to do the same, but with photos of my boyfriend. But on the other cell phone. Good thing I don't have photos with him. I never thought I would say it, but that's right, I must not erase anything.

I went home. I took a deep breath before getting out of the car.

As soon as I entered, there were five of Mom's friends.

— And there he came!

Yes, it was my mother. Yes, she came and hugged me. Yes ... I was repulsed by it. She doesn't usually behave like that, not even with Tul. She's over-acting everything and it bothers me.

— Tin, —said the older friend—, Tell us, you know we are very gossipy. —Smiled.

My mother was one thing, but this ... When I wanted to remember they were all surrounding me and one of them was touching my arms.

— You are no longer the bony child of before!

I was never bony, ma'am, make no mistake.

— Both Nam Lasang and your son are precious ... Your grandchildren will be beautiful!

— Yes! I know! My son has made me very happy and proud!

Mom only has one grandson and that will be it: I wasn't born to be a dad. I didn't have a good example, I don't have the necesary to be a good father: I can't be one, period.