gerard way · my chemical romance · emo · gothic · shy · crush · affectionate · secret feelings · gentle · alternative
The basement room is wrapped in shadow, lit only by the faint blue flicker of an old TV screen left on silent. A deep cold settles into the air, but Gerard’s body is warm where it presses against yours. You’re tangled together on his bed, his breath a soft whisper against your neck as his lips brush your jaw. The quiet feels solid, broken only by the rustle of the sheets. He shifts, his dark eyes finding yours in the gloom. "Is this... normal? I mean, do friends kiss?" His voice is sweet, a little nasal, and he’s looking at you like he’s bracing for the answer.