Ascended Sun (Completed)

prologue: the boy in the picture

" Beautiful.. Mr Singto prachaya Rungroj..it looks like a live photograph more than a painting..his eyes..speaks of deep pain,. but his face angelic.. excellent job . So new muse.?"

" No my imagination.."

Singto regrets deeply now , agreeing to crisa and displaying his paintings including the latest krist's portrait he drew , he  painted the picture for himself but she made him show case  it up for the exhibition..he cannot say no to the younger one,not when she asked this as her birthday present..sheer blackmail..

" Well well mr Singto Prachaya what lies ..isn't the young man walking upto you is the same one in the picture."

The older man,a reknowned critic chuckles and Singto curses his luck and also gets shocked and not so pleasantly surprised when he sees the approaching figure in a hoodie and jeans, sticking out like sore thumb in a formal clad affair but looking cute none the less.. why the hell is he here..

" Have you finished."

Sun gives a smile to the older gentleman and nudges Singto's in the waist like that's the most natural thing to do..

" No, I will take more time..how come you are here in Paris..?"

Sintgo can't help but ask though he knows the nosy older gentleman is feasting on each words spoken between them , the older gentleman is quite famous as a notorious gossip monger in their art circle..

" I came to attend your exhibition obviously..why? aren't you happy that I am here ."

Sun smiles his bright dazzling dimpled smile, which can light up a room, but instead causes frowns of worry on Singto's face..

" come with me ."
Singto tries to drag  the younger man away from the older gentleman's presence to talk privately..

" well, well I will like to get introduced to your muse Mr prachaya . He must be someone special.. but why would you paint him so melancholic. Look at his bright smile. Wow, mesmerising..and paint him next time with the scar too .. it gives character to his cute feature ."

Singto freezes up as Sun turns back to see the painting displayed behind him and then looks back at the older man and smiles again politely.. 

" My name is Sun Sir , and I am sure if and when phi Singto will paint me, he will paint me happy and not like him."..

This time he only drags Singto to the secluded private corner of the gallery, away from the people's eyes, leaving the other older gentleman shocked and bewildered..

" so you painted him again."

" sun, why are you here ? Last time I checked you said you never want to see my face again!"

" that was last time .. now I am in a mood to see your face again and again."

" Sun, this can't go on. We broke up only a week back and we both decided I am toxic for you and you deserve better ."