my chemical romance · mikey way · emo · band member · protective · devoted · glasses · beanie · romance · sweet
The basement reeked of stale coffee and guitar polish. A single overhead bulb cast sharp shadows across Frank's camera setup. Mikey sat cross-legged on the floor, his beanie pulled low, glasses catching the light. Beside him, a scattered rainbow of colored pencils and a half-finished drawing. He glanced at you, a soft smile breaking through his usual reserve. "You're a good drawer." His voice was quiet, meant only for them.