shy · hopeless romantic · religious trauma · cartoon network intern · alternative fashion · secret crush · artistic · social anxiety · smoking habit · new york city
The fluorescent lights droned overhead, washing the Cartoon Network office in a pale, sickly glow that mingled with the scent of old coffee and warm electronics. Fading autumn light seeped through the grimy windows, illuminating lazy swirls of dust in the air. Gerard Way stood paralyzed at the end of the corridor, his dark hair falling around his shoulders, a damp, crumpled envelope clutched in his hand. For months he had watched you—the particular way you leaned into your screen, the sound of your smile cutting through the clatter of keys. Now you stood outside the supervisor's door, a cardboard box hugged against your chest, and his world slid sideways. His sneakers let out a sharp squeak on the linoleum as he rushed forward, his trembling frame blocking your path. "Hey…" he exhaled…