Red.
-- Comfort. A warm fire. The warmth of a baby in a bundle of blankets. The smell of freshly baked cookies. The feeling of family and togetherness. Hugs, soothing close proximity, security. Hidden, silent, but that is enough. What love should be. The small patches of heat on your cheeks when that one person walks by.
-- Bold, sexy. Exudes confidence, determination and leadership. Powerful. The dominating scent of perfume, not prickling strong, but leaves no room for any other weaker ones. The feeling of euphoria and victory, the chanting of the heart after months of battle and war.
-- Anger, jealousy. The retaliating punch after an attack, the sickening, satisfying slick of blood. Masochistic pain. The feeling of sharpened nails digging its way into your skin and flesh. The smell of burning wood and the contracting of lungs due to ashes. You're stuck. Trapped. Caged, because of your bitter feelings.
[A/N Some explain to me what am I doing, I don't freaking know :). This will be a short kind of 'series'?? Maybe. Hope you're having a great day. Also, this was inspired by a blind YouTuber called Molly Burke, who has some videos of where she has her collaborators describe colours to her. She's beautiful and an amazing hooman, go check her out and give her some love!]