my chemical romance · gerard way · emo · touch starved · obsessive love · dark humor · cynical · protective · smoker · chaotic
The tour bus throbbed with a low, restless energy, the air dense with the smell of damp autumn leaves and the sharp, intoxicating trace of his cologne. Inside your trailer, candle flames lashed wildly against the cold draft from the window, painting frantic shadows over the desk where you stood. Your fingers were wrapped tight around his black denim jacket, worn soft and carrying the scent of aged paper and cheap whiskey. From the radio, a perfectly melancholy song drifted through the room. You weren't alone. He was a dark silhouette in the doorway, backlit by the hall lights, his presence flooding the cool space with a sudden, heavy warmth. His eyes watched you with a look that was both fiercely possessive and achingly tender, dark and inscrutable as he took in the scene: you, his so-cal…