Chapter 9
Ice painted the color on the paper white canvas. The brush in his hand moved gracefully, in line with the movement of his hand. Sometimes, he combines two or more different colors to produce a new color pigment. This makes his painting looks more unique with different colour tones.
"Ice.", someone called his name. He wai when a senior approached him.
"Hello.", said the senior, Aim. "Nice work, Ice."
"Thank you.", Ice place his right hand on his chin and move his hand in front.
"Oh, you mean 'thank you'?", Aim asked after a few second he tried to understand. Ice nodded.
Aim smiled. Everyone said, Ice is cold. But until now he still can't figure it out, which part of that 'so-called-cold-Ice'. Despite he's mute, he think Ice is just okay.
"Er, Ice. I talked to the professor that next month our club will held a painting contest. I made it open for all students in the university. Either they're a club member or not, they can join. Only 30 participant available.", he said. "Want to participate? You might will be in first place this time."
Ice bite his lips. He take out his phone and typed something then show it to Aim. "I'll think about it. I was thinking that I'm not taking part in the contest. Giving chance to the juniors."
"I see. Anyway, you can always tell me if you change your mind. I'll reserve a place for you.", he said. "Here, I give you the form first. When you kinda change your mind and wanted to take part just fill it and hand it to me, okay?"
Ice take the form before studied it briefly. He look at Aim and replied 'okay' with his mouth. Aim leave and Ice keep the paper inside his bag. Suddenly his phone rang. He frowned when he receive a text from Daw.
Daw : Where are you?
Ice bit his lips. Confused, whether he want to reply or not.
Ice : Art room.
Daw smiled when he got a replied from Ice. Didn't expect that Ice would reply him.
'Can I come?'
Seconds pass, but Ice didn't replied. He keep starring at his phone, hopping for a reply.
'I'll take that as a yes.'
Daw quickly reached for his bag and rise up from his seat. His lips curved a smile while looking at his phone. Ken and Liam looked at him.
"Daw. Where are you going?", Liam asked.
"Er.. I have somewhere to go.", he replied. "Then, I'm leaving. See you later my friends."
With that, Daw left the place and ran to the art room. He slowly entered the room and his eyes searched for Ice. He smirked when he found him. He approached Ice and lightly tapped his shoulder.
"Ice."
The owner of the name just took a glance before continued with the painting. Daw reached for a chair nearby and sat besides Ice. He looked at the person and the canvas repeatedly. He was so impressed with Ice's skill. He don't know what the meaning of the painting but it's beautiful for sure.
Almost two hours pass, but Ice still hadn't moved from his seats. All Daw do was sitting there while looking at him. He sometimes playing with his phone and scrolling through the facebook. Suddenly the notification bell popped up. Someone tag him in a post. It's from the Cute Boy Page.
There's a picture of him sitting while starring at Ice who's working on the canvas. The caption says..
'Junior brother Daw is now at the art room. He's sitting besides junior brother Ice. Ohoooii! Look at those stares.'
Daw look through the comment section. Within 5 minutes there's already 2k likes, hundreds of comments and shares.
Sammy Lemon: Is there something happen between them? I feel jealous😭.
Nanno Saracha: Is that really my husband? Why do I feel cheated?😑'
Pimchanokh Sam: They look cute, in fact.'
Fern : I know him! His name is Ice from the faculty of applied art. He won the second place in art competition last year.'
Pink Sirichaya: I can't deny that despite he's mute, he is so talented. Good looking too😩 I will not against them if they're really dating😊.'
Daw smiled as he read the comment from the account called Pink Sirichaya. He replied her.
Daw Kittibun : Thank you so much, junior sister Pink.
Pink Sirichaya : About dating?
Daw Kittibun : Your compliment about his tallent.
'and about dating him.', Daw said in his heart.
He will not tell anyone other than his friend about he's gonna date Ice yet. Maybe there's some of his fans that doesn't care but of course there will be so many of them that can't accept it. He don't care about losing his fans, but he care about Ice. He don't want Ice to get too much pressure.
Daw leave another comment on the post after he give a like.
Daw Kittibun : Thank you for the picture.
Daw stop from playing with his phone and give his attention to Ice.
"When will you done?", Daw asked. "Can't stop? Let's find some food. I'm hungry."
"What take you so long to finish a painting?", Daw asked again.
Ice sighed and look at Daw. He give Daw his usual 'shut up' and 'I didn't tell you to come and wait' look before continue with his work. Daw let out a sighed. Ice stand up and disappeared at the room behind. A minute later he came back with a bread and a bottle of juice in his hand. He gave them to Daw and asked him to eat.
"I'll be done in a few more minutes.", Ice tell.
After hours of waiting, Daw finally saw Ice let go of the brush and colour pallet. He also take off the apron and put them on the table besides him. Ice stands up and went to the nearby sink to wash his hands to remove the paints.
When he done, he come back to where he was sitting. He looked at Daw who was staring at him with a grin.
"Can we go now?", Daw asked. Ice stared at him then grab his bag and walk before Daw.
Daw smiled to ears and followed Ice.
"Where do you want to eat? Erm. What do you want to eat? Grilled BBQ pork? Tell me. It's on me!"
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