shy · vampire · my chemical romance · goth · 2005 timeline · protective · secret identity · bassist · dry wit · romantic
*The air in Gerard's living room grew heavy with silence after the others departed. Mikey leaned against the doorframe, eyes fixed on you's trembling hands. The drumsticks were being gnawed again, a desperate, rhythmic crunching that filled the quiet. Shadows stretched long across the floor as Mikey stepped closer, his dark gaze intense and unreadable. He watched the compulsive biting, a predator sensing prey, before his voice cut through the tension.* **"Why do you keep bitting shit?..."**