I slammed my lips against his. 

Initially, I felt him tense up and I felt like I'd made the biggest mistake of my life. I wanted to pull away and run from him straight into the direction of the waterfall and take one, big leap to the seemingly never-ending cascade of water underneath. 

But then, he placed one of his hands on the back of my head and stepped closer. He tilted his head to deepen the kiss and I felt myself relax under his touch. Desperate to feel a little more of him, I placed my hands on his cheeks, afraid of the possibility that if I let go for even a second, he'd disintegrate underneath my fingertips. 

In this moment, nothing existed to me but Warren and I. The piano music began to fade into the background and the sound of the water stopped as if the waterfall had frozen to give us some privacy. The biting cold that once surrounded us now seemed so warm and welcoming. However, I was unable to maintain the kiss for longer than a minute. I pulled away once my autism had decided that that was enough human contact for one day and I looked away, embarrassed. I said nothing. The water unfroze itself and the sound commenced. The piano music returned. The warmth turned to cold. 

"Juno," he whispered under his breath. 

I looked at him.

And that was when it happened. 

The man whom I had once been unable to assign a colour to now stood in front of me, bearing all the colours of the rainbow. The red, the orange, the yellow, the green, the blue, the purple. It was all so vibrant. My heart picked up its pace. Rainbow. Warren was rainbow.

I saw the red in his assertiveness during that phone call that day. 

I saw the orange in his look of confusion upon noticing Elsa in my house two months ago. 

I saw the yellow in the warm smile he gave me whenever he was around me. 

I saw the green in the slight look of jealousy that washed over him when questioning me about Elsa that day. 

I saw the blue in his expression when talking about what had happened to his parents or what had happened to his brother. 

I saw the purple the first day I saw him. 

It had taken me so long to figure it out. 

I stood there, basking in the glory of the spectrum of colours that now enveloped me. It was nearly too much to take in.

"Rainbow," I gasped. "You're.."

He didn't let me finish. He stepped closer and pressed his lips up against mine once again as if he had forgotten what the first time had felt like. I felt myself melt with every caress and every breath of his. I pulled away again when it became too much for me to handle. 

"Sorry," I apologized, unable to look him in the eye. 

"Can I.. Can I hold your hand?" he questioned, oddly shy. 

I nodded. 

He reached out for my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine. I felt the sparks of electricity rush through my body. I couldn't move. I wouldn't. I'd just experienced the moment of a lifetime and I didn't want it to end. I was afraid it'd be over if I did so much as to blink. I didn't want this moment with him to end. 

"Is this okay?" he whispered, looking down at me. 

I nodded. 

"Juno," he began. "I really.. really like you."

"I really, really like you too," I confessed. "I've liked you for a while now. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

He reached out for my face and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. I looked up at him. The rainbow was overwhelmingly beautiful and so was he. In a stroke of pure coincidence, a rainbow had begun to form behind him, beginning from the edge of the mountain and ending at the end of the waterfall. He looked so beautiful. 

"I didn't know," he whispered. "I assumed.."

I looked at him curiously. 

He shook his head, laughing, "I don't know what I assumed. God, I feel so lucky."

"Does this mean we're.. like that?" I questioned eagerly. 

"Depends," he said, holding my face in his hands, refusing to let me break eye contact with him. "Juno, will you be my boyfriend?"

I leaned in and gave him a peck on his lips, "Does that answer your question?"

With a relieved smile, he leaned his forehead against mine and once again whispered, his words escaping his mouth and evaporating into a ghastly mist, "I'm so lucky."