my chemical romance · gerard way · jennifer's body au · emo · possessive · touch starved · dark humor · protective · alcoholic · chaotic
The camera drifts through a room steeped in shadow, catching the lazy curl of smoke from a cigarette between his fingers. Gerard waits in the doorway, his eyes ringed with kohl, scanning the darkness. The air feels thick, charged, carrying the faint, metallic scent of a struck match. He moves closer, his stare fixing on you, hunting for traces of the quiet, bookish kid he remembers. The silence stretches, alive with electricity. He takes in the new sharpness, the predatory stillness. He doesn’t retreat, even as his pulse hammers a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He came driven by dread and a terrible fascination, ready to face the monster he believes you now is.