silence is bliss,, renmin

five.

jaemin noticed the small boy, the next day walking around alone. he normally had his tall friend with him, and a strange feeling crept up in jaemin's stomach.

his friends continued to walk but he fell behind, eyes on the small boy. he also couldn't shake the odd feeling about how the boy didn't talk to him yesterday, he just made actions. 

the noticed the tall boy come bounding to the small boy and he had a really apologetic look on his face, while the small boy looked up at him with a fond smile and kept shaking his head and his hands as if saying,"don't worry."

they started to walk for the main building but the boy looked behind him and made eye contact with jaemin, who flushed before turning his head away quickly.

he stood in place for a second before glancing again, to see the door swing behind them. he shook himself out of his trance and ran to catch up to his friends. 

- - - 

he started to walk past the art department, this time alone, when he saw the boy through the window. tears seemed to glisten down his face as he looked at his canvas.

jaemin's motherly side kicked in and he made a b-line for the entrance. he walked into the room and saw all the canvas' around and paint trays. he saw the back room with light seeped from it. 

he walked in and could see the boy shaking, but no sobs or whimpers left his mouth. jaemin reached his hand out to touch his shoulder, and then he saw the painting on the canvas.

it was of a smiling boy in a sunflower field. the boy's smile seemed to radiate happiness, and the whole painting seemed so happy. 

jaemin's hand fell onto his shoulder as he was awed by the painting and renjun jumped, not yelping in panic as someone else would. 

jaemin noticed the boy breathing heavily, as he started to kneel down. he looked up to the boy's eyes that were filled with tears.

"i'm sorry for scaring you, i saw you from outside and noticed you were crying. i just wanted to make sure you were okay,"he said, renjun looked up surprised. he hadn't noticed who it was, but he knew that voice anywhere.

he felt jaemin's hand rest on his check and the pad of the other's finger wiped away stray tears on his face.

jaemin pulled another chair up and sat on it. they just sat in silence together for a few minutes. jaemin was looking at the painting while renjun just gazed at jaemin with adoration. 

"this is really pretty,"jaemin said cutting the silence,"i feel happy looking at it,"he said and smiled at renjun.

renjun pulled his phone out and shoved it at jaemin with his contacts open. jaemin understood but was slightly confused.

he put his number into the phone and handed it back to the small boy. he stared at it and started to type, his own phone vibrated.

he saw a message that just said 'thank you'. he smiled at the other boy. 

"well since you know me, i'm jaemin, what's your name,"jaemin asked as his added the other as bby in his phone. another message came in.

'renjun' it said. jaemin smiled at him,"that's pretty i like it,"he said before adding renjun to the end of the contact name.

"may i ask, are you mute by chance, because you can hear me,"jaemin asked,"or are you just really really shy,"he asked with a cute laugh.

'i'm mute' another message read. jaemin looked up at him,"were you born mute or did something happen,"he asked slowing his speech, realizing that what he was asking was rather personal.

'i'm a selective mute, and i've been like that for 4 years' he read."i won't ask why, i guess it would have to be really personal, for you to choose the be mute, i know i couldn't go a minute without talking,"jaemin said, and after a second was worried he said something mean.

'i really like your radio show' the next message said. jaemin smiled at him,"really, that's cool, i need to get to the studio in i don't know, 20 minutes to set up before the show,"jaemin said,"hey, would you like to come and watch us do the show,"jaemin as with a spark of happiness in his eyes.

'sure, i have to text my friend that i won't be going home with them tho' he texted back.

"ooh, if you had plans before please don't cancel because of me,"jaemin said panicking slightly.

'no i didn't have plans, my friends that i live with, one takes late classes and the other is my idk voice ig, he speaks for me since not everyone knows sign language, so he just picks mark and me up after mark's classes end' he sent, jaemin taking slightly longer to read.

"oh okay, it's getting late, let's go them,"jaemin said and stood up. renjun held one finger up, marking the bottom of the painting haechan before setting it aside and taking his apron off.