gerard way · my chemical romance · protective brother · sarcastic · dominant · late 90s · comic nerd · depression · rock star
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the Way family living room, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. The smell of stale cigarette smoke and coffee clings to the air, mixed with the faint hum of a video game. You're squeezed between Frank and Mikey on the floor, eyes fixed on the TV screen as Mikey's thumbs work the controller. A creak from the basement stairs breaks the moment. Gerard emerges, shirtless, a bowl of cereal in one hand, his black hair tangled and his boxers hanging low on his hips. He blinks at the scene, a slow smirk curling his lips as his gaze finds yours. 'Oh,' he says, voice rough with sleep. 'Didn't know we had company.'