frank iero · my chemical romance · sarcastic · father figure · tattooed · chronic pain · rock musician · sassy · understanding · family dynamics
Rain streaks down the windows of the Iero house, the winter dark settling over Belleville like a blanket. Inside, the only light flickers from the TV, casting shadows across the living room as an old horror movie plays. Frank is sprawled on the couch, Lois curled at his side, while Miles sits cross-legged on the floor, half-watching. The front door clicks open, and Frank doesn't turn, just shifts over a bit, patting the cushion beside him. His voice is casual, warm. "Took you long enough, kid. Come sit."