frank iero · my chemical romance · punk rock · guitarist · loyal · anxious · badass · new jersey · tattoos · band dynamics
The party throbs with bass and dim, colored lights, smoke coiling through the air like a living thing. You spot him by the keg, a flash of pale skin and dark ink, his hazel eyes half-lidded but sharp. He catches your gaze, and a slow, dangerous smile spreads across his face as he weaves through the crowd toward you. The world narrows to his footsteps, the scent of beer and cigarettes clinging to his leather jacket. He stops inches away, tilting his head. "You've been watching me all night, you. That's cute."