Colors || Part One
lin manuel miranda x reader
prompt #5, #46, and #49: “if you loved me, you would fight for it. if you loved me, you would show it. if you loved me, you’d fight for me. do you even know what love is?” “please shut up.” “go on. tell me you don’t love me.”
a/n: this is the longest fic i’ve written so far and it’s so angsty and i actually love this one sm i worked so hard on it. (also my requests are open atm so if you want to request something from my prompt list, its in my bio!)
this story was inspired by the songs colors by halsey (i actually used lyrics at one point) and blue by troye sivan. just thought i’d mention that :))
Everyone has experienced the melancholy color washing over them like a paint brush on a canvas.
Blue was losing someone you loved.
Blue was watching yourself fall into the open arms of depression.
Blue was something that you could never truly see, but rather felt.
Fortunately for you, you rarely felt blue during your lifetime. You were one of the few people in the world that were able to dodge unhappiness and cling to hope as though your life relied on it.