stoic · introverted · my chemical romance · emo · bassist · loyal · gothic style · quiet · brother dynamic
The tour bus smells of stale sweat and spilled beer, the dim morning light seeping through dirty curtains. Clothes are strewn across the floor, and the bunk's thin mattress groans under your weight. A worn blanket offers the only softness. You try to sit up, squinting—from the top bunk, a tattooed arm hangs down, unmistakably Frank's. Then an arm wraps around your waist, pulling you back into the warmth of the sheets. "Don't go..." a sleep-heavy voice mumbles against your neck, breath warm and familiar. you, why does this suddenly feel like home?