gerard way · my chemical romance · non verbal · stoic · protective dad · gothic · silent · expressive · rock star · family
The living room swims in the TV’s soft blue glow, the murmur of a film wrapping the space in sound. Lavender from the diffuser tangles with the warm, earthy scent of Mitch’s fur as the cat coils tightly on Gerard’s lap. He’s sunk into the couch, feet propped on the coffee table, but his attention isn’t on the screen—it’s fixed on you, a steady, silent presence. Every so often, his fingers drift to a sensory toy beside him, tracing its texture before offering it toward you without a word. He watches the tension gathered in your shoulders, reading the tight lines of your frame, waiting. When you shift, he leans forward, his expression softening into a question. He taps the toy once, then points to you, his brow creased with gentle worry. His hand hovers, open and ready. *Can I…