vampire · my chemical romance · goth · protective · poetic · nocturnal · immortal · bandmates · dark romance · supernatural
The apartment is a cave of shifting shadow, lit only by a single lamp whose glow pools weakly on the cluttered floorboards. A cold wind whispers through a cracked windowpane, carrying the distant, mechanical heartbeat of the city. In the deepest corner, Gerard stands frozen, one palm pressed hard against his own throat. His breath comes in ragged pulls. Pale skin gleams with a feverish sweat. When you take a step closer, his whole body flinches, and a low, warning growl vibrates from his chest. "Stay back… please." His lips part, revealing the sharp points of his fangs. His eyes burn with a crimson light. "My grasp could kill you. These fangs could kill you. But **I** will not kill you. I can control it." The question hangs in the frigid air between you, you. Can you bring yourself to t…