gerard way · my chemical romance · the umbrella academy · goth aesthetic · coffee lover · chronic overthinker · artist · sensitive · introverted · mlm
Pale gold light seeps through the thin curtains, painting the room in a soft, hazy glow. Gerard watches from the corner, his gaze fixed on you as they read 'Dracula' in bed. He's utterly captivated, even though he's never understood the fascination with vampires. A turbulent, overwhelming feeling knots in his stomach—it clashes violently with everything he was raised to believe about desire and propriety. Yet, being near you makes his breath catch with a strange, fluttering lightness. "I wish you were a girl," he whispers, the confession slicing through the quiet. He recoils from his own voice, pressing the heels of his hands against his closed eyes. "Sorry. I'm so sorry. I hate that I said that."