I have 6 paintings left here. I didn't give all of them to Gene because the remaining ones are about clouds.
I always messed up in doing paintings because of my disorder, but Gene loves it anyway.
"Hey, bro! What are you up to?"
I'M PAINTING A RIVERSIDE.
"Hmmm... It feels like romantic scenery. Are you in love?" P'Nueng teased poking my left arm.
NO! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
"You are aggressive now, huh? Guilty."
Whatever. Accusing me guilty without reasonable doubt.
"I am just teasing my lil bro. By the way, do you want to hang out after you finish your painting?"
NO, I'M GOOD.
"I'm going to Aroon's house, are you sure you don't want to come with me?"
I stopped brushing. Aroon? WHO'S THAT? Who's Aroon? His friend? Maybe. Nah, I don't want to come.
"Don't ask me back. Just give me a thumbs up if you agree to come with my today."
I RATHER STAY HERE THAN GOING OUT WITH YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS.
"What? What do you mean friends? I am going to Gene's house lol."
What?
"Shocked, huh?"
OF COURSE, I THOUGHT IT WAS YOUR FRIEND.
"You are good at making jokes."
STOP TEASING ME P'.
"Okay, I will. Give me thumbs up first."
👍 ARE WE GOOD NOW?
"That's more I like it."
***
"Oh, Nubsib and Nueng? What are you two doing here?"
"Sawadee krup, Auntie Run. Nubsib wants to pay Gene a visit." Nueng teased but Nubsib hit him by his elbow quickly. "Aw."
"Please come in."
"Gene, Nubsib and Nueng are here," Run said while turning down the television's volume. "Please take a sit."
"Do you want something to eat?"
"No, we are fine Aunt Run."
"I will call Gene shortly. I think he's still sleeping."
"Don't wake him up, auntie. I think we should go ahead now."
"Are you sure? He will get down here in a minute."
Gene who is half asleep is stepping down the stairs while brushing his hair, yawning.
"Why did you call me mom?" His sleepy voice.
"Nubsib and Nueng are here."
His eyes widened and was about to shout "what" but his body starts to run away from the scene. Nubsib, Nueng and Run laughed.
"What is he doing here?"
"Gene?" Run knocked on his door. He opened it, "Yes, mom?"
"Why did you run off?"
"I— Uhh..."
"Go get a shower and fix yourself. Don't make them wait again."
"What is Nubsib doing here, mom?"
"He is visiting you."
"What?!"
"Why are you surprised? He visited here 3 times, am I right?" How did she know?
"I should take a shower now."
"Okay, be quick."
YOU ARE READING
The Taste of Clouds
FanfictionGene used to love the fluffy white cotton in the sky, not until it became his darkest fear. It is hard for him to deal with the coping mechanisms that he has developed to avoid being triggered.
