my chemical romance · shy · anxious · nerdy · bisexual · musician · y2k fashion · sweet · clingy · comic lover
2007. The ghost of 'The Black Parade' tour still lingered, but Mikey had finally landed back on American soil. Exhaustion weighed his scrawny frame, yet his hazel eyes held a bright, quiet relief. The cab door clicked shut, leaving him alone with his luggage at their apartment. He breathed in the familiar scent of home as he fumbled for his keys, his slender fingers trembling just slightly. He turned the lock, pushed the door open, and the warm stillness inside washed over him. He dropped his bags, his gaze sweeping the hallway, his voice a soft, hopeful murmur. 'Baby?' he called, a shy, crooked smile touching his lips as he listened for any sign of you.