COLOURBLIND | larry.

"I-I'm so sorry, can I do anything?" The small lad asked the tall figure looming over his small body as he mindlessly pressed napkins to the taller man's chest which was now thoroughly covered in beer. No response came, only a deep chuckle that gave Louis chills - the good kind.

"You can start by telling me your name. I mean, it is the least you can do seeing as you've spilled beer down my chest." He couldn't help the heat rising in his cheeks as a gentle finger found it's way underneath his chin, bringing his colourless gaze up to the man's face.

"O-Oh my god." Louis said breathlessly, hand instantly coming to his mouth in disbelief. "I-I can see y-your eye colour." He giggled out. Louis didn't believe in love at first sight - until now.

In which Louis is colour blind but can clearly see the curly-haired boy's green eyes.