Ship: Travie/Patrick
Words: 245

I just picked a v random ship. Thanks for 12k btw!

It's was all grey before I met Travie.

The sky was grey, my eyes were grey, he was grey. Everything was grey and black and white.

We met on a subway, he was across from me, his hands in his lap, his black hair tucked under a black beanie. It was cute, and I'd never really been into tattoos or piercings but I'd found myself falling fast for this guy.

Just the sight of him made me melt inside because he was really, really attractive. I couldn't keep my eyes off him.

The trip seemed so long, my eyes glued to his light and dark grey clothing.

Finally, after the thirty minutes of riding, I get up out of my seat (and, surprisingly enough, so does he).

I let him go first, since it's just the two of us leaving and after hesitation, his features a little worried and a soft, "You sure?"

"Yeah," I reply shyly.

He smiles gently but goes.

And I take the chance to brush his hand as he passes.

He stops. I stop.

Everything changes.

The grey is gone, the black is gone, the white is gone and my senses are overwhelmed with color. Blue, red, yellow. Green, orange, purple. Pink, lavender, baby blues. Browns. Everything.

The man takes my hand, gripping me close.

I find myself gripping back.

And I don't let go.