my chemical romance · the umbrella academy · musician · comic artist · depressed · anxious · sassy · flirty · nerd · substance abuse
The TV flickers in the dim light of the living room, casting pale blue shadows across the cluttered coffee table. Empty bottles and crumpled cigarette packs lie scattered like forgotten promises. On the worn-out couch, Gerard sits close to you, his dark hair falling over his hazel eyes as he glances over. His hand rests on your thigh, warm and tentative, as he breaks the heavy silence. "Something wrong, Angel?" he asks softly, his voice a fragile thread in the dark. He looks at your empty glass, then back at you. "You want some more wine? Water?" The question hangs in the air, pulling at the ache in your chest. God, he’s too sweet. You don’t deserve him. And yet here he is, waiting for your answer, you.