Tulips The Series - Thai BL Drama ✔️

Chapter 52

TULIPS

The competition day was getting closer and the moons and stars were up and about researching and preparing for their individual talent presentations. 

It was getting quite competitive as they all wanted to outshine each other. During the last meeting with the moons and stars, the staff encouraged them to put in their best in the competition and make Prattanaporn university proud.

The staffs also warned that every student must present a talent show and anyone who refuses will be punished by the school authority.

They probably said this to scare them and make them more serious.

Mark spent the last two days teaching Tan a three minute dance choreography. Tan was awkward when it comes to dancing but with practice he began to loosen up and get better.

"Sorry I took so long," Mark said as soon as he got into his car." He looked at his friend sitting in the passenger seat. "Are you tired?"

"Yes," Tan breathed. "I didn't know dancing was so difficult, I feel cramps in places I never knew  existed in my body."
He pressed his head against the headrest of the chair.

Mark laughed. He rubbed his hands on Tan's laps and began massaging them.

"I wish you can massage the rest of my body just like that," Tan inhaled deeply.

"I must have pushed you too hard."

"You did, young master."

"Sorry. I want you to win, that's why."

"Is it really important?"

Mark nodded. "Don't worry it will soon be over," He said softly.

"Thanks for helping me out."

Mark gave him a shy smile. He crossed his seatbelt over his chest.

"You know what, I'm going to dedicate this dance to A'Mark, the young master, when I get on stage," Tan said happily.

"You don't have to, Tan."

"I will do that, watch me. I will say, Hello, I'm footballer Tan, I dedicate this dance to my young master. Cool right?" Tan wriggled his eyebrows.

"Yes."

The cramps in his thighs lightened and he felt relieved. He looked at Mark and smiled. Seeing him laugh at his jokes was heartwarming. Even if they were brothers, he will never regret loving this young man.

Mark hit the ignition of his car and drove off.

"Do you want me to come pick you up tomorrow?"

"Don't worry. Ah... I  have turned you to my personal driver already. Have a rest. I will go by myself."

"Okay, Tan."

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Tip

He sat on the sofa in the sitting room and stared into thin air. It's been more than a week since Skit left the house and it's been really quiet and lonely without him.

Sneaking Skit in and out the house had been really fun. They managed to keep it secret from their parents till he left.

Tip was always home early to make sure Skit was comfortable. He even stopped staying out late drinking. Right now he felt empty.

The only thing that was left of Skit was the couple bracelet on his wrist. Tip touched it as he recalled that day at the super mart where Skit had bought the bracelet. He had taken the black design, while Tip took the white one.

He breathed heavily. He had never felt this way before for someone. He missed Skit. He really did.

He heard his brother coming down the stairs. He was all dressed up and his scent of perfume filled the air.

"A'Tip, are you not going?"

"Going where?"

"The competition at school."

Tip sighed. "I don't know, I'm so tired."

"Don't you perceive something?" Wip eyed his brother. He was trying to act naughty.

Tip sniffed in the air. "What is that?"

"Your perfume!" Wip chuckled. He expected Tip to get angry and yell at him for using the expensive perfume Skit bought for him. But he just looked away.

"You can have it."

What? No way. Tip was not in his right mind. That perfume was really expensive. He just can't let him have it so easily.

"Big brother, what's the problem? Let's go, we can have a drink after the competition."

"Right?" Tip frowned.

Wip nodded.

"I will just change," Tip sluggishly stood up from the sofa and climbed upstairs.

Wip watched his brother go upstairs. He smacked his lips several times and shook his head.

Poor thing.

Wip was sure his brother was in love and he wasn't even aware he of it. It was written all over his face.

Wip took out his phone and began typing out a message on his Line chat.

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