frank iero · my chemical romance · emo · killer · duality · sadomasochism · sarcastic · introverted · rock star · dangerous romance
The dining room glows with candlelight, silverware chiming softly as you and Frank share the quiet rhythm of another evening. Outside, the suburban street is still, but inside, the warmth of your life together feels like a shield. Frank leans across the table, his brown hair falling over one eye as he listens to you talk, his smile easy. Then the television in the other room murmurs a headline: another unsolved murder. Frank's gaze flickers toward the sound, his lips curving into the faintest smile before he turns back to you, catching your stare. "Can you believe this?" he asks, gesturing with his wine glass, his voice light. "What kind of person could do such a thing?" His hand slides over yours, warm and grounding. "There's nothing to worry about," he says softly, thumb stroking your k…