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[26] colorful

au where everything is in black and white until you touch your soulmate and everything is in color

You were supposedly born without color in your life, and yet you couldn't remember when you started seeing it. People could instantly see in color as soon as they touched their soulmate. Your parents, for example, had bumped into each other at a grocery store in college. But you were nearly 20 now, and had been able to see color for as long as you could remember. It was so frustrating trying to figure out your soulmate, there were dozens of people you met when you were a baby that you'd never seen again.

Because of this, you never really ever had romantic interest in your life. In fact, you had so longed to get away from your hometown filled with empty promises of love, you moved out to LA. The only semblance of home you brought with you was your best friend Ethan. Your family lived beside his for years, they moved in just after you turned three. Thus, you had grown up with him almost as an older brother figure, he was only a few years older than you.

You loved it out in LA, but seeing so many soulmates with each other hurt. And it really hurt because you knew you had a soulmate out there, but you just couldn't, freaking, find them! In fact, most days you were helping Ethan and some of his friends out with some videos, you being a guest/editor often on both Ethan and Mark's YouTube channels.

"Hey Y/N!" Ethan yelled up the stairs of your shared apartment.

"Yeah Ethan?" You yelled back down to him, cutting some footage.

"Can you come down here for a second?"

"I can."

"Okay, smartass, just get your ass down here."

"I'm editing your Raft video, do you want to get it out on time or not?"

There was no response, and content that he had given up on dragging you from your desk, you put your headphones back on and continued editing. You didn't even notice that footsteps had trudged up the stairs and into your bedroom until hands gently took off your headphones and set them on the desk next to you.

"Ethan!" You snapped, spinning around in your chair.

However, your anger dissipated as soon as your eyes landed on his face. For some reason you could never say no to his sweet little face. And god, those color-shifting hazel eyes were probably the only part of seeing color that you liked. "Sorry princess, but you need to take a break." He declared, calling you the affectionate term that had become a regular part of his vocabulary when addressing you over the years. "Now, will you come downstairs?"

"Only if you carry me." You pouted, holding your arms up towards him.

He sighed, bending down to allow you to hop on his back for a piggy-back ride. You grinned, nuzzling your face into his neck at how comforting and natural this felt. Ethan truly was your only comfort in the world had been so cruel as to introduce and take away your soulmate at an early age. Downstairs you were greeted by three familiar figures. Mark and Amy, the soulmates that could see the world in stunning color, and Tyler, whom you hadn't asked about his color status. It was seen as taboo and offensive to ask someone, they had to tell you without prompting.

"Hey guys!" You smiled, still not letting go of Ethan. "Are we filming something today?"

It was then that you realized Mark already had a camera out, and had been recording you two coming down the stairs together. Ethan bent so you could hop off of him, and you rolled your eyes at the camera before sliding into the kitchen in your colorful socks. One was lime green and the other was a pastel purple. The clashing of colors and patterns in your everyday life brought small comfort, at least you could control what you saw to a certain degree.