All of his life, he saw no color. No one did anymore, they all knew it existed yet never saw it. He saw no color until his fingers just barely brushed against those of the woman who had handed him his coffee that morning. In that moment, his world bursted with color, color that flowed over every object like a river of unaltered beauty. Color that only lasted seconds after his skin had lost contact with hers, letting the color gently fade away from his world. From that day on, he returned to the same store for his coffee, disappointed when the woman who had allowed him to view everything oh so differently wasn't working. When she was there, he was sure to let his fingertips graze over hers so he could view the glorious radiance of a world with color. He slowly grew closer to her as they talked briefly every morning, he got to know her and love her and all of the colors he could see when they touched. They eventually became the greatest of friends, joking and laughing all the time, talking every chance they could. He soon became so content her presence that he couldn't bear but to ask, "Do you see it too?" as they held hands one foggy morning. He'd been so exited to ask her this, so sure that she'd reply with "yes", so ready for her to tell him that she saw it too. The smile that had been spread across his face soon fell as she replied, "What are you talking about?"
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Color
Short Storyaaa alright so this is a little short story using a soulmate AU [the one where no one sees color unless they're touching their soulmate] all apologies if this story has already been done. so yeah thats all for now B))))
