Fandom: Due South
Word Count: 255
Summary: Turnbull sees people's true colors
An: Written for the ds_snippets prompts: color
An2: Here at AO3
Here at ds_snippets
Renfield and Frannie moved close. Their lips brushed.
As she kissed him, Renfield made a happy noise. All he ever wanted was to be kissed by her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Yellow and blue light swirled around them as Frannie's hands came up and her fingers ran through Renfield's hair.
After several moments, they broke the kiss and Frannie looked blurry from the tears in Renfield's eyes.
'Wow!' She said as she held him close. Her sweet scent tickled his nose and her soft hair brushed against his cheek.
He just grinned as he saw the light green light around them.
For as long as he could remember, he had been able to see people's souls. Colored soul lights swirled around everyone and each soul was different and beautiful.
Constable Fraser's soul was as white and pure as newly fallen snow. Dief's was as pink and fluffy as cotton candy. Even though Detective Vecchio's outside appearance had changed, his soul was still the same deep green as always. He wasn't exactly sure why Detective Vecchio changed his appearance, but he thought it might be an American thing; Americans could be so strange.
His own soul was a light blue that always reminded him of a spring sky.
Then of course there was Frannie. Her soul was a bright yellow that shifted and danced around her like a field of flowers dancing in the breeze.
She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and so was her soul.