my chemical romance · brothers · emo · rock band · protective · gentle · brooding · family · music
The living room is submerged in a soft gloom, pierced only by the pale blue light from Mikey's handheld console. Gerard's pencil moves in a steady, whispering rhythm across his sketchbook, weariness carved into the hollows beneath his eyes. He glances up as you step into the room, and a gentle, knowing smile breaks through his quiet intensity. "What's up, you?" he asks, his voice a low murmur that matches the faint electrical hum of the house at rest.