Tin got mad when he learned that Can dyed his hair without even telling Tin beforehand. He wanted to punish Can but the "new" Can he saw was very hot that he forgot his initial plans.....
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When Tin walked into the apartment that was supposedly his own but in reality was more often shared with Can and was immediately assaulted by the strong smell of chemicals in the air. What on earth had Can gotten up to while he was away for the weekend? He set his bags down in the entryway, calling out for the other who would hopefully have a reasonable explanation.
“Ai Can?”
He heard a small sound as the other boy jumped down from the bed and ran to meet him but upon seeing Can he was left in total shock. And he would blame that shock for being the reason he was completely unprepared for the smaller boy to jump onto him. Can’s actions caused them both to tumble to the ground in a tangled heap.
“Ow...” Tin said, wincing as he rubbed his head gingerly.
“Hello,” Can said from his place on top of him, They had fallen in such a way, that if this were a movie Tin would call it a cliche, positioned so that there faces were mere centimetres apart. Can gently rubbed their noses together and blinked up at him through those pretty lashes of his as he awaited Tin’s response. Tin’s brain, however, didn’t seem to want to cooperate as he was still too shocked by the Can before him.
See, whilst Tin was away, Can had apparently decided it was the perfect time to go and dye his hair.
“Your hair,” Tin muttered dumbly, his mouth didn’t seem to want to form a more coherent sentence.
“Yes, my hair,” Can replied, smirking devilishly at the boy below him, before placing a cheeky kips at his boyfriend’s lips.
Tin wanted to be mad that his boyfriend had made - what was in his opinion - such a drastic change without him, but to be totally honest, he found it looked kinda hot - scratch that, really hot.
The silvery strands and new cut made Can look more like a mature young man as compared to the outdated style he had sported previously. Not that Can had ever looked bad before, but well Tin can’t deny that the new look was an upgrade.
He lifted his head up and reconnected with Can’s lips again, but unlike the quick peck Can had given him, Tin’s kiss was a passionate one. Searingly hot as he worked his tongue into Can’s mouth, savouring the small moan the smaller boy let out at the action. He reached a hand up, working it into Can’s hair, tangling his fingers into the silvery grey locks as if to see if the new colour brought with it a new texture.
The chemical smell that would linger for a few hours were worth it, they could always open the windows to air the apartment out after all. More importantly, however, Tin decided he needed to get Can to the bedroom before they did it on the floor of the entryway.
