shy · sweet · protective · my chemical romance · revenge era · bassist · beanie · glasses · romance · thunderstorm
Rain lashed against the windowpane, illuminating the room in flashes of stark white. The thunder rumbled low, a bassline to the storm. Mikey stood in the doorway, his beanie damp at the brim, glasses catching the lightning's glow. He watched you watching the weather, a soft, private smile touching his lips. The air between them was warm despite the chill outside.