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`soulmate au where you live in black and white until you meet your soulmate`

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  "It's so beautiful."

"Describe it to me."

"What?"

"Colors. What exactly are they? What do they look like?"

She stayed silent for a minute and then let out an excited sigh.

  "It's indescribable, really. It's as if I was living in a shell for my whole life and one day, out of no where, the blinding white light in the sky is no longer white, but an incredible yellow-"

  "Yellow..." I sighed, staring up at the grey sky above me. I had heard of the color yellow and how it was a 'happy' color, whatever that means.

  "And the sky, god, it's so blue and beautiful! Blue is such a cold color. If I had to describe blue to you, it would be the feeling you get when you're outside during winter and you get this sudden cool feeling and the cold seems to bite you, that's what blue is."

My eyes fluttered shut and my brain tried to build a color that was based on a feeling. The fortunate people who saw color lived on a different level of life than I could dream of being on. It was revolved around the heat of red and the cool of blue; their days consisted of the tropical of orange and earth of brown. I constantly craved to visualize these feelings, but I never met the one person who was supposed to bring them to me.

My best friend had experience her life in color for the first time, but rather than speaking non-stop about the colors, she wouldn't shut up about the person who carried the new perspective of life on their shoulders and welcomed her into his life with open arms. It was terribly romantic, and also seemed just as surreal to me. How can one person complete another's life so drastically?

  "And he's amazing," my best friend continued. She rolled over and rested her head on her hands, staring at me intently as if she had been waiting to bring her soulmate up. "I know you must be thinking 'who cares about that guy when you can see all these colors?' but (Name), you'll understand when you meet yours. I don't even know what it is that makes him so amazing. Maybe it's just the idea that he's my soulmate that makes me adore him so much, but I'm convinced there's more to it than that."

  I let out a hum and continued to stare at the sky, using every creative cell in my brain in attempt to make out the color that the grey abyss truly held.

-

  I couldn't escape my mind for the rest of the day. The curiosity of guessing the color of different people's hair as they passed by, or wondering what color their shoes were, was far too overwhelming than settling for the black and white that I saw. I wondered how many people who passed by could tell me what color my socks were, or describe the color of my eyes to me in depth. I had been told what my eye color was before, but I wanted to feel it rather than merely hear it.

Like most days, the subway back home was boring and bland. Living inside my mind seemed to allow me to escape from the plainness of the life I was living, and it was the best solution to the lack of color in my life that I had found so far. I had believed that anything was possible in my mind, but I've only realized recently that there are limits to what you can imagine. If I've never seen a color, how am I supposed to imagine it? The idea of color was an empty meaning in my mind, I knew the names and the feeling that went along with them, but color was always a mystery.

  The subway screeched to a halt, and the piercing sound dragged me out of my thoughts. I was one of the few who left the subway; not many people get off on this stop seeing as it's the more dangerous side of town. I wasn't unaccustomed to the dangers that led to my house, that's why I kept a nice little can of pepper spray in my possession at all times, and kept my house keys in between my fingers. I was prepared everytime I walked out of the subway station to whip out the spray and use it, because that was the most common place for creeps to come around.

  Seeing as I was mostly cautious and aware of danger, I wasn't exactly cautious or aware for an innocent human being to come around. When I walked down the steps and bumped into a tall figure before me, my immediate instinct was to spray - and that I did. I sprayed the man right in his eyes, which I was pretty proud of until I realized he had no ill intentions towards me.

  "Jesus christ!" the man yelled, stumbling back and covering his eyes, "What the hell was that for?"

  Then it happened. I blinked, and there it was. There they were, really. The first color I saw was the overwhelming blue of the sky and the blinding orange that people had described several times of the setting sun. Then the others came along, all colors that I didn't know the names for, but they still hit me with the same sensation of beauty.

  I stood dumbfounded for several seconds, taking in all of the colors and being slightly overwhelmed by the reality of it all.

  "Did you hear me?" the guy repeated, keeping his eyes shut.

  "Open your eyes," I whispered.

  "I would love to but-" he opened them for a split second, only for tears to spill out of his eyes in reaction to the burning sensation that my pepper spray had left on them. He was silent and he tried to open his eyes again, confirming that the things he saw were really there.

  "Are those..." he coughed while opening his eyes again, ignoring the tears that spilled out of them and trying to ignore the burning, "Colors?"

  I nodded slowly, looking around me incredulously.

  "Shit, the one time I want my eyes open and they keep on closing," he whispered bringing his hands to his eyes once again. I shifted my gaze from the colors to the guy standing before me who was not experiencing the moment quite as fully as I was.

  "Here," I said, taking his arm and leading him to a bench, "Sit down for a second."

  "Are you-" before he could finish his sentence, he coughed in reaction to the pepper spray and then groaned, "This is not how I imagined this to play out."

  "I'm really sorry," I said, mentally kicking myself for pepper spraying the one person in the whole world who's my soulmate. All he did was let out short laughs in between coughs and shook his head.

  "It's fine," he coughed, "Just-uh-describe them to me. The colors, that is."

  I smiled, realizing how nice it was to be on the explaining side rather than being on the receiving, but I also felt an overwhelming amount of guilt for it. He rested his head on his hands, coughing every now and then, and listened intently to what I had to say. His hair was draped over his eyes and - well - everywhere else as well. It looked like he had just woken up from a long nap and didn't bother to touch his hair. He was a lot taller than me, but his crouching figure made him look a bit smaller. Every time he would cough, I would instinctively lay a hand on his back and pat it softly, which he didn't seem to mind. He would occasionally bare the pain of opening his eyes every now and then to look up at me, and despite the redness around his eyes due to my obnoxious pepper-spraying, he was very pleasant to look at.

  "Well, there's the sky... and it's just... wow. The blue is like the feeling of a frostbite, there's just no better way to describe it, though it's much nicer to look at then to imagine. The orange in the sun is like the feeling you get when you're sitting next to a fire, and it's like the sound of the crackling of the wood. The world is just so much more beautiful with the colors to compliment it," I rambled, continuing to pat his back every now and then. I didn't realize until I had finished talking that he was looking up at me, and his involuntary eye-closing had stopped. There was an incredulous look on his face, which was to be expected in the first few moments of color, but he wasn't even looking at the beautiful things there were to look at.

  "Look at it," I said softly, tilting my head up to look at the sky. He obeyed, but then shifted his gaze back to me after a while. "What is it?"

  "I've heard a lot about how great color is, but no one has told me how great it is to meet your soulmate," he said. His words contained no hesitation or embarrassment whatsoever, and I was taken aback. I was so caught up in the colors around me that I wasn't paying attention to someone who was supposed to be very important to me in the future. I didn't know how I was supposed to respond to that; I didn't even know how to approach him or talk to him. All I could manage to do was allow a smile to spread across my face, which was soon followed by a smirk on his.

  "I know this is weird and not something you say to someone you've just met, but I've been waiting for you for so long," I blurted out, and I couldn't help the blush that was deepening on my face. His smirk only widened, and he let out a couple of coughs before he sat up straight and enveloped me in a hug. Neither of us felt one hundred percent comfortable, but the situation wasn't exactly a normal one. What is someone supposed to do when they meet their soulmate and they know? Something about the whole situation was intimidating and calming at the same time. A burden was lifted off my shoulders and I no longer had to live inside my head out of pure incompleteness, because I had found the person that was supposed to make me complete. I obviously didn't feel complete the moment I laid eyes on his doubled over figure with bloodshot eyes, but I knew I was on the road to some sort of content feeling in my life.

  "I don't mean to ruin the moment, um.."

  "(Name)."

  "(Name)... that's a beautiful name, you know? I'm Kuroo Tetsurou," He smiled, "Anyways, my eyes really hurt like hell and I feel like I might need some kind of medical attention."

  "I'm sorry about that," I blushed, looking down at my hands, only causing him to chuckle.

  "I honestly wouldn't have had this happen any other way."

Description

`soulmate au where you live in black and white until you meet your soulmate`

listen while reading

  "It's so beautiful."

"Describe it to me."

"What?"

"Colors. What exactly are they? What do they look like?"

She stayed silent for a minute and then let out an excited sigh.

  "It's indescribable, really. It's as if I was living in a shell for my whole life and one day, out of no where, the blinding white light in the sky is no longer white, but an incredible yellow-"

  "Yellow..." I sighed, staring up at the grey sky above me. I had heard of the color yellow and how it was a 'happy' color, whatever that means.

  "And the sky, god, it's so blue and beautiful! Blue is such a cold color. If I had to describe blue to you, it would be the feeling you get when you're outside during winter and you get this sudden cool feeling and the cold seems to bite you, that's what blue is."

My eyes fluttered shut and my brain tried to build a color that was based on a feeling. The fortunate people who saw color lived on a different level of life than I could dream of being on. It was revolved around the heat of red and the cool of blue; their days consisted of the tropical of orange and earth of brown. I constantly craved to visualize these feelings, but I never met the one person who was supposed to bring them to me.

My best friend had experience her life in color for the first time, but rather than speaking non-stop about the colors, she wouldn't shut up about the person who carried the new perspective of life on their shoulders and welcomed her into his life with open arms. It was terribly romantic, and also seemed just as surreal to me. How can one person complete another's life so drastically?

  "And he's amazing," my best friend continued. She rolled over and rested her head on her hands, staring at me intently as if she had been waiting to bring her soulmate up. "I know you must be thinking 'who cares about that guy when you can see all these colors?' but (Name), you'll understand when you meet yours. I don't even know what it is that makes him so amazing. Maybe it's just the idea that he's my soulmate that makes me adore him so much, but I'm convinced there's more to it than that."

  I let out a hum and continued to stare at the sky, using every creative cell in my brain in attempt to make out the color that the grey abyss truly held.

-

  I couldn't escape my mind for the rest of the day. The curiosity of guessing the color of different people's hair as they passed by, or wondering what color their shoes were, was far too overwhelming than settling for the black and white that I saw. I wondered how many people who passed by could tell me what color my socks were, or describe the color of my eyes to me in depth. I had been told what my eye color was before, but I wanted to feel it rather than merely hear it.

Like most days, the subway back home was boring and bland. Living inside my mind seemed to allow me to escape from the plainness of the life I was living, and it was the best solution to the lack of color in my life that I had found so far. I had believed that anything was possible in my mind, but I've only realized recently that there are limits to what you can imagine. If I've never seen a color, how am I supposed to imagine it? The idea of color was an empty meaning in my mind, I knew the names and the feeling that went along with them, but color was always a mystery.

  The subway screeched to a halt, and the piercing sound dragged me out of my thoughts. I was one of the few who left the subway; not many people get off on this stop seeing as it's the more dangerous side of town. I wasn't unaccustomed to the dangers that led to my house, that's why I kept a nice little can of pepper spray in my possession at all times, and kept my house keys in between my fingers. I was prepared everytime I walked out of the subway station to whip out the spray and use it, because that was the most common place for creeps to come around.

  Seeing as I was mostly cautious and aware of danger, I wasn't exactly cautious or aware for an innocent human being to come around. When I walked down the steps and bumped into a tall figure before me, my immediate instinct was to spray - and that I did. I sprayed the man right in his eyes, which I was pretty proud of until I realized he had no ill intentions towards me.

  "Jesus christ!" the man yelled, stumbling back and covering his eyes, "What the hell was that for?"

  Then it happened. I blinked, and there it was. There they were, really. The first color I saw was the overwhelming blue of the sky and the blinding orange that people had described several times of the setting sun. Then the others came along, all colors that I didn't know the names for, but they still hit me with the same sensation of beauty.

  I stood dumbfounded for several seconds, taking in all of the colors and being slightly overwhelmed by the reality of it all.

  "Did you hear me?" the guy repeated, keeping his eyes shut.

  "Open your eyes," I whispered.

  "I would love to but-" he opened them for a split second, only for tears to spill out of his eyes in reaction to the burning sensation that my pepper spray had left on them. He was silent and he tried to open his eyes again, confirming that the things he saw were really there.

  "Are those..." he coughed while opening his eyes again, ignoring the tears that spilled out of them and trying to ignore the burning, "Colors?"

  I nodded slowly, looking around me incredulously.

  "Shit, the one time I want my eyes open and they keep on closing," he whispered bringing his hands to his eyes once again. I shifted my gaze from the colors to the guy standing before me who was not experiencing the moment quite as fully as I was.

  "Here," I said, taking his arm and leading him to a bench, "Sit down for a second."

  "Are you-" before he could finish his sentence, he coughed in reaction to the pepper spray and then groaned, "This is not how I imagined this to play out."

  "I'm really sorry," I said, mentally kicking myself for pepper spraying the one person in the whole world who's my soulmate. All he did was let out short laughs in between coughs and shook his head.

  "It's fine," he coughed, "Just-uh-describe them to me. The colors, that is."

  I smiled, realizing how nice it was to be on the explaining side rather than being on the receiving, but I also felt an overwhelming amount of guilt for it. He rested his head on his hands, coughing every now and then, and listened intently to what I had to say. His hair was draped over his eyes and - well - everywhere else as well. It looked like he had just woken up from a long nap and didn't bother to touch his hair. He was a lot taller than me, but his crouching figure made him look a bit smaller. Every time he would cough, I would instinctively lay a hand on his back and pat it softly, which he didn't seem to mind. He would occasionally bare the pain of opening his eyes every now and then to look up at me, and despite the redness around his eyes due to my obnoxious pepper-spraying, he was very pleasant to look at.

  "Well, there's the sky... and it's just... wow. The blue is like the feeling of a frostbite, there's just no better way to describe it, though it's much nicer to look at then to imagine. The orange in the sun is like the feeling you get when you're sitting next to a fire, and it's like the sound of the crackling of the wood. The world is just so much more beautiful with the colors to compliment it," I rambled, continuing to pat his back every now and then. I didn't realize until I had finished talking that he was looking up at me, and his involuntary eye-closing had stopped. There was an incredulous look on his face, which was to be expected in the first few moments of color, but he wasn't even looking at the beautiful things there were to look at.

  "Look at it," I said softly, tilting my head up to look at the sky. He obeyed, but then shifted his gaze back to me after a while. "What is it?"

  "I've heard a lot about how great color is, but no one has told me how great it is to meet your soulmate," he said. His words contained no hesitation or embarrassment whatsoever, and I was taken aback. I was so caught up in the colors around me that I wasn't paying attention to someone who was supposed to be very important to me in the future. I didn't know how I was supposed to respond to that; I didn't even know how to approach him or talk to him. All I could manage to do was allow a smile to spread across my face, which was soon followed by a smirk on his.

  "I know this is weird and not something you say to someone you've just met, but I've been waiting for you for so long," I blurted out, and I couldn't help the blush that was deepening on my face. His smirk only widened, and he let out a couple of coughs before he sat up straight and enveloped me in a hug. Neither of us felt one hundred percent comfortable, but the situation wasn't exactly a normal one. What is someone supposed to do when they meet their soulmate and they know? Something about the whole situation was intimidating and calming at the same time. A burden was lifted off my shoulders and I no longer had to live inside my head out of pure incompleteness, because I had found the person that was supposed to make me complete. I obviously didn't feel complete the moment I laid eyes on his doubled over figure with bloodshot eyes, but I knew I was on the road to some sort of content feeling in my life.

  "I don't mean to ruin the moment, um.."

  "(Name)."

  "(Name)... that's a beautiful name, you know? I'm Kuroo Tetsurou," He smiled, "Anyways, my eyes really hurt like hell and I feel like I might need some kind of medical attention."

  "I'm sorry about that," I blushed, looking down at my hands, only causing him to chuckle.

  "I honestly wouldn't have had this happen any other way."