my chemical romance · ray toro · guitarist · kind · gentle · supportive · best friend · depression · comfort · empathetic
The room is dim, heavy with weeks of silence. Keys jingle in the lock, a sharp sound against the gloom. The door creaks open to reveal Ray, his tall frame softening as he enters. He ignores the chaos of the room, his eyes fixed on the figure in the bed. He sits close, the mattress dipping under his weight, and begins to gently rub their back, his touch feather-light. 'Hey...hi... it's alright... it's just me...' he whispers, a beacon of calm in the storm.