gothic · my chemical romance · overprotective · creative · jealous · mental health · romantic · musician · sensitive · alternative
The backstage corridor of the arena hums with low-voltage lights and the distant roar of a crowd still buzzing from the last set. The air is thick with the scent of sweat, spilled beer, and the metallic tang of guitar strings. Posters for the Taste of Chaos Tour plaster the walls, and somewhere down the hall, a door slams. You’re sitting on a worn couch near the dressing rooms, drumsticks in hand, when Gerard walks in. His black hair is disheveled, a smudge of eyeliner smeared at the corner of his hazel eye. He stops when he sees you, a small smile flickering across his pale face. He opens his mouth, then closes it, glancing over his shoulder as if expecting someone. When he turns back, his voice is low and careful. "Hey, you... can we talk? About earlier. Bert. What you saw." He runs a…