In case you're still accepting prompts, maybe you want to take a chance at tincan being lazy and domestic on a rainy day. I love your words. You write them so well
Hi there!! Sorry it took me a while, but here it is! It´s very short but I hope you like it :D Also sorry for all the grammar mistakes and yadada. Thanks a lot for your kind words, I really hope you love it :D
The smell of coffee embraces him like a promise of a good bright day, however, as soon as Tin opens his eyes he finds himself in darkness. Confused, he turns around and finds the bed empty next to him and closes his eyes again. He is used to Can endeavors. Sometimes he gets up in the middle of the night to rail the kitchen, looking for snacks or ramen. Over the course of the years, Tin realizes that Can way of eating it´s just a coping mechanism whenever he feels anxious so he waits in bed because he knows that after a few more minutes, Can will come back, cuddle him and kiss his hair, smelling like chips or spicy ramen.
However, this time, Can doesn't come back to bed. So Tin opens again his eyes and looks for his phone, on his nightstand table. The clock on his phone tells him it´s past nine am, and that´s why he smells the coffee. Still, he is not sure why everything is so dark and gloomy. He gets up, goes to the bathroom for his morning routine, and walks towards the kitchen. The living room is also in darkness except for the lamp on the corner and the television with the weather forecast. Ah, he thinks, it´s raining.
He turns around when he hears the soft whistle that comes from the kitchen and rubs his eyes. The sight that welcomes him makes him warm. Can is sitting on the counter, sipping his tea, because coffee makes him worse even on better days, Gucci is watching his owner waggling his tail, waiting for a treat or a piece of the beacon. The only light is the one on the stove, but it´s enough for Tin to see the moment that Can watches him comes into the kitchen. The change of this face, the way he lights up and gets shy as well. Like he is not still used to share an apartment with his boyfriend of three years.
¨Morning¨ Tin says walking towards his boyfriend, patting Gucci´s head as well. He tiptoes a bit, smacks a kiss on Can´s cheek, and grabs a cup for his coffee ¨Have you been awake for a while?¨
¨Since six¨ Can replies and touches the cheek where Tin has kissed him. Tin smiles softly ¨The rain woke me up¨
¨I didn’t know it was raining until now¨ Tin comments and sips on his coffee. They stay in silence for a while, only the vague sound of the television in the living room and Gucci´s tail brushing the floor. Can gets up from the counter and yawns, Tin smiles again ¨Do you want to take a nap?¨ but Can shakes his head and Tin starts humming a stupid song he has heard on the supermarket yesterday on the way home.
The thing about the rain is that Can goes quiet. Like his brain is trying to catch up with the weather change, the atmosphere telling him to stop and relax for as long as the rain lasts. Tin loves him like this too, he loves him always, but on these days, Can is seeking more attention, cuddles and kisses, endless hours of television shows and movies that don’t make sense at all. His phone turn off and Tin telling all his friends that Can is alright, he just needs to rest and his friends will understand. More than ever, they do understand now Can.
¨I brought groceries last night but if you want we can order food¨ Tin offers and leans on the counter.
¨I made breakfast¨ Can replies and points on the plate on top of the stove ¨I saved you some bacon, you can thank me later¨
¨And how do you want me to thank you?¨ Tin teases him and Can blushes, shaking his head. He turns to leave but Tin puts the cup on the counter and grabs Can on the arm, pushing him against him. He can smell the shampoo that he uses on Can´s hair and kisses him on the neck. Can tries to squirm under him but goes pliant after a second ¨You took a shower already¨ he whispers.
¨I also took Gucci for a walk and we got drenched so I had to force him on a bath and-¨
¨You always say that you hate the way my shampoo smells but you use it¨ He can feel Can frowning and blushing. Tin smiles ¨I love it when I smell it on you¨
¨You also smell like rain¨ Tin continues and leaves a trail of kisses in every part of Can´s body he can find.
¨I hate when it rains¨ Tin feels Can pouting and starts to laugh ¨I had plans today, plans that involved me and you on a date and presents¨
¨Mm?¨ Tin kisses his earlobe.
¨And cake, I was planning to make a cake, the one you love the most¨
¨The one you made for my birthday the first time¨ Tin confirms ¨Yes, I love that cake¨
¨And then, we were going to go to bed¨ Can continues and turns around. He is still pouting. Adorable.
¨Shut up, it was a good plan¨
¨The best¨ Tin confirms, imaging the dates and presents and the face that Can would have made when he would have seen his present, the way they would have gone to bed, later on, kissing each other, loving and touching every part of their bodies, as a sacred tradition ¨We can still have this day¨
¨We can have our dates here, the food, the present, the cake, and the bed, of course¨ Tin smiles teasing and receives a smack on his arm ¨or we can skip everything and go to bed¨
¨No way¨ Can bites his lips ¨but we can cuddle on the couch, grab wine and get wasted¨
¨Now?¨ Can rolls his eyes ¨Later sounds fun¨
¨I want to give you the present you told me not to get because we have promised no presents for our anniversary¨ Can releases himself from Tin´s arms and starts to walk towards their bedroom, Gucci following him.
¨The presents can wait¨ Tin says and starts following him anyways ¨At least until I have breakfast¨
He hears Can sighs in the hallway and Tin smirks, knowing he has won, at least this time. He grabs the plate from the stove, still warm, and walks towards the living room. He sits on the couch and turns around to look at Can, who is watching him like a hawk. Tin taps the place next to him and turns back to the television. The forecast is saying that it will keep raining the whole day, maybe tomorrow as well. What a waste of a day. At least, he has Can next to him, sitting down and Tin forgets about breakfast. He gets an arm around Can´s shoulder, his hand caressing Can´s hair. Fuck the breakfast and the rain. He wants to stay like this forever.
