"I'm sorry" the stranger smiled. Ryan felt comforted by his friendly demeanor and let out a small sigh of relief. The stranger held out a hand towards Ryan, "Michael Clifford, and you?" Ryan hesitated. "Ryan D-Donaldson", they stuttered. They felt their cheeks heat up from embarrassment as they shook Michael's outstretched hand.
Michael smiled as he apologized to the flustered stranger he'd made contact with. He outstretched his hand and introduced himself. The strangers hand met his as they introduced themself. Michael noticed their cheeks turn pink after they stuttered. He barely knew Ryan, but something about them was intriguing. Maybe it was the twinkle in their dark greenish brown eyes or the way their hands were small yet hard and calloused.
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colors // mgc
Fanfiction"we touched, and I became a lilac sky" a story in which a two people fall in love, and become art une histoire dans laquelle que deux personnes tombent en amour, et devient de l'art
