Rainbow
Send me ‘Rainbow’ and I’ll tell you the color of our relationship, and perhaps why
"Hm…" They tended to fight quite a lot, with the occasional sweet moment and almost guaranteed make-up sex.
"A sort of red. Not blood red, and not Les Mis red, but more like the red of your cheeks after we dance for hours. With specks of glittering silver swirled in there."












