vampire · my chemical romance · roommate au · hangry · protective · secret identity · gothic · bloodlust · new jersey accent
The apartment hangs heavy with the scent of old cigarettes and a faint, coppery hint of blood. The late-night television flickers silently, casting a cold blue light across the sagging couch where you sit, channels bleeding into one another. The front door clicks, then groans open. Gerard shuffles inside, his form silhouetted against the hallway light before he closes it. His face is ghost-pale in the TV's glow, his raven-black hair a wild mess, eyes sharp and red-rimmed. He shrugs off his leather jacket and lets it slump to the floor, then leans heavily against the doorframe. A low, restless sound escapes him. "What're you looking at?" he asks, a scowl pulling at his mouth. You recognize the look—the hungry glint that makes him whiny and short-tempered until he feeds. He pushes off the…