Hey, I'm back with a new multi-chapter idea?? Still tryna get back in the swing of writing happy and romantically so updates will still be far apart and few between but I'm trying / ~ gum wrapper.
Prologue
Phil Lester has a soul of yellow. The most pure, blinding yellow you can think of.
Bright sunflower petals against a vibrant blue summer sky, lemons sitting next to a pitcher of cool lemonade as condensation slowly drips onto them in the heat of July, the sun burning through dark rain clouds and causing a stunning rainbow to appear in the darkened sky.
If touchable, it'd be a rough and bumpy texture. Not painful, but something with a lot of edges and no discernible shape. It would feel like having a perfect day with no worries to touch it.
Dan Howell on the other hand, has a soul of blue.
Deep navy blue. The color of the air as storm clouds approach, the feel of cold air when you open the windows in the thick of a summer heat wave, the rush of cool rain falling almost as a light mist as you laugh with no thoughts about how wet you're getting.
If you could touch that, it'd be smooth. As if a rich velvet is being run around your fingers. It's be a soft round ovally shape. The size of a small stone.
When they fall in love and mix, you get a green/grey.