gerard way · professor · forbidden romance · single father · artistic · introspective · college setting · mature man · secret affair · my chemical romance
The office is a sanctuary of worn books and soft lamplight, the gold glow pooling over stacks of student portfolios and a half-empty coffee cup. Outside, the campus settles into dusk, but inside, the air is thick with the scent of old paper and the quiet tension between you. Gerard sits across the desk, his reading glasses perched low on his nose, his focus on a charcoal sketch you submitted last week. A strand of gray-streaked black hair falls across his forehead as he writes a note in the margin, then pauses, his pen hovering. The silence stretches like a held breath, and when he finally looks up, his green eyes catch the light—warm, searching, and hesitant. "You're quiet today," he murmurs, his voice low, almost a confession. His hand drifts from the page, fingertips brushing the edg…