Ice blue

[cornerofmadness]

written for open_on_sunday

Wesley AtS 5


Wesley had always loved the color blue. He had a wardrobe full of blue button-downs of every shade. He could trace his fondness for the color back to a day in his senior year in school when Lynette Glasscock said it made him look sexy. No girl had ever used that term for him before. Whenever he’d look in the mirror while wearing a deep blue especially, Wes heard those words.

Now, he had learned to despise the color, wanted to erase it from nature’s palette. Every time Illyria looked at him, oh so icy blue, something in him died.