IT IMAGINES AND PREFERENCES [COMPLETED]

RED - J.D.G

Red.

The colour of passion, love, danger, and death.

The colour of Y/n.

It was the colour of their lipstick, shirts and everything they did.

He knew they were dangerous but just couldn't help it.

Their whole relationship dripped with the feeling of red.

Passion.

Wanting them to be his. Needing them to be his. When he met Y/n he forgot what life was like before.

Before the sleepless nights of thinking of them. Before he couldn't focus on anything else.

Whenever they hung out, he always thought that this was the moment he would ask. The moment he would ask them to be his. He always chickened out. He never got to ask.

Y/n couldn't believe that they let him in. He infiltrated their life. Everywhere they went he was there. When they went somewhere without them Y/n wanted him to be there.

Y/n went to doctors appointments wishing that they could bring him. Wanting to bring him. Knowing it would be less painful with him.

Love.

He fell in love with Y/n when they were asleep.

It was a cliche moment in his life. Y/n tried not to let anyone get close to them but failed with Jack.

Y/n fell asleep on his shoulder while watching a movie. He glanced down at them and took in all of their features.

The way their face moved reacting to the dream. The way they couldn't seem to sit still for a second. The way their arm was wrapped around his middle hugging him tightly.

Y/n fell in love with him for his persistence.

No one got close to them because they never let them. They didn't want to get attached. But, he pushed his way through the barricade.

Y/n realised their love for Jack when he asked to hang out. They contemplated on an outfit for far too long to love him. They were excited to see his face again, to hear his laugh.

Danger.

He didn't know the danger of being with Y/n. They never wanted to bring him down. That they only had some time to live. No one ever wants to tell the ones they love that they won't be around soon.

So Y/n never told him. The biggest regret of their life. They had to leave the one they loved most. They had to lie to the one they loved most.

Y/n loved living life to the fullest since they only had a short amount of time left. Jack learned that trait early on in meeting them.

Y/n had Jack try new things and tried to help with his fears.

"Fears stay with us for as long as they can, so we have to knock them out soon."

They bungee-jumped and skydived but ultimately just had fun in each other's presence.

Death.

While Y/n was in the hospital bed all they wanted was to see Jack. They got their parents to call him, but it was too late.

By the time he got there, Y/n was gone. It crushed his heart knowing that he never got to tell them how much they meant to him. He never even knew they were sick.

He felt ashamed that he never knew. He felt as though he shouldn't be sitting there, next to their bed. He thought he shouldn't be holding their hand, but couldn't stop.

He didn't want to go to the funeral but had to.

He had to for Y/n.

There were roses surrounding the room, tormenting him. He laid one on top of Y/n.

Cause it was the red that pulled him in.

The thought of holding Y/n tight and never letting go.

It haunted him.