A Boy Called Cin by Cecil Wilde

Author:Cecil Wilde [Wilde, Cecil]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay romance, Trans romance, Contemporary
Publisher: Less Than Three Press, LLC
Published: 2015-07-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Tom had been kicked out of Cin's room over a week ago and not allowed back in, though Cin was happy to join him everywhere else in the house when they both had nothing to do. They hadn't been fighting in the meantime, but Cin was clearly doing something he didn't want Tom to know about. He hadn't really thought much of it until Cin kept grabbing every moment he could to lock himself in there and not come out for hours at a time. Then, it had become the mystery of a lifetime, as far as Tom was concerned.

So now that he's been invited back, his brain is working overtime trying to figure out what he's about to find in there. Cin isn't helping, all secretive smiles and giggles as he leads Tom up the stairs to the door of his bedroom.

"Don't kill me, okay? But you said I could do this and I wanted it to be a surprise."

"Should I be worried?" Tom looks at Cin carefully. "Because I'm not going to kill you; I'd miss you way too much."

"Okay, good, you can open the door, then." Cin looks innocent. Tom hesitates with his hand on the knob, then takes a deep breath and opens the door.

What he sees on the other side makes his mouth fall open and robs him of the power of speech for a moment. On the far wall, surrounding the picture window, there's a mural of the secluded beach they’d visited a few times. Like everything Cin paints, it's beautiful, but it's so much more than decoration, and the full force of everything it means hits Tom all at once, gluing him in place.

"Wow," he finally manages to say. "I… Wow."

Tom bites his lip to stop himself from crying, tears already stinging at his eyes. It feels like the greatest honor he's ever received that Cin has left his mark on the house. That he's painted a scene that reminds Tom of holding his hand and watching the sunset and ending up with sand in places he'd rather not have had sand, but wouldn't have traded for the world. It's a huge gift, bigger than anything he's given or proposed to give Cin.

Beside him, Cin takes Tom's hand gently and links their fingers together. "I take it you like it? You did say I could paint the walls. I wasn't sure if you were serious, though."

"If you wanna paint every wall in this house, they're all yours," Tom says, without looking away from the wall Cin has painted.

"Well, I thought I'd start with my room. Next year, you can pick the wall."

"You're coming back next year?" Tom hadn't dared ask. He's been happy to have Cin for every day he has him, but longer is definitely better.

"Assuming I'm invited." Cin clicks his tongue. "I mean, considering your response, if I didn't have to leave tomorrow, I'd do the rest of the house now. I'm gonna miss it here."

"You're definitely invited. And you know you don't have to leave if you don't want to.

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