MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE ONESHOTS

living mirrors

(trigger warning for vampires and implied alcohol/drunkenness)

Frank hiccuped. "Whaddo I... uhhh... look like, anyways?"

Gerard squinted and rolled over to his side. He scraped his hair from his face, then smoothed the hair on top of his head down. "Huh?" he grumbled stupidly.

Looking back up at the ceiling, Frank whispered, "Well, like, I can't..." then he hiccuped again. "I can't see, um... what are those things... that show... your reflection?" He folded his hands over his stomach.

"Um... mirrors?"

His fangs gleamed as Frank smiled. "Yeah yeah yeah, those things. Mirrors." Then he rolled right back around to look at his other clearly inebriated friend. "We both... uhhhhh... can't see what we look like, so what do I look like? What do you see?"

Gerard tilted his head, yet again, towards Frank loosely. He thought really hard for a good minute. It would've been awkward had they been in their usual mental state — Gerard was staring pretty intensely at Frank's face, almost like an old computer trying to process an image. He'd obviously seen his face millions of times before; he was his friend. But still, Gerard was really idiotic right now, and he needed a minute to scrounge up some words to say.

"Well, your eyes are like this hazel-brown deal and your nose is kinda long and ends at a stub where your nostrils are at and that's where you have your piercing. But. Uh. You got the piercing, so you know that," he described all in one breath.

Frank touched the bridge of his nose and dragged his fingers downwards. He grinned. "Rad, dude...!"

Gerard grinned back, then dropped his eyes to his vampiric teeth. "And your mouth has fangs in them obviously, but other than that your teeth look super human-y." He swallowed and hiccuped. "Look like a normal punk dude when you retract your fangs."

Frank tried to nod but found that his head was on the floor so he was just dragging his head up and down across the cold tiles. "Niiice."

Gerard leaned in real close and looked right at his eyes. Frank just opened his mouth like a fish in awe. "Umm, your eyelashes are super long, y'know, and they, like... shadow... um—" he hiccuped— "over your cheeks... sometimes. It's cool. And your bottom lip is... long," he laughed like a fool. "'Cuz of your lip ring."

Frank released a ridiculous giggle that seemed to shake up his body as it rolled around uselessly on the tile floor. Then he landed extra close to his friend.

Gerard couldn't help the dopey smile that reached his face. "So whadda 'bout me?"

Frank "hmm?"ed.

"Am I as cool-lookin' as you?" he slurred.

Frank "ohh"ed. It seemed he didn't have to look at Gerard's face for long before he started to spurt out random details. "I think our noses are very different," he decided excitedly, "because mine is... long... goes down... but yours is short and, uh... goes up."

Gerard screwed up his face in confusion. "What does that mean? My nose goes up?"

Frank smiled. "Yeah! It's... uh... a pixie... nose. It turns up... like a little elf."

Gerard laughed aimlessly. "That's weird."

"But I think it's cute," Frank replied. "Your eyes are... really... uhhhh—" Frank hiccuped— "glimmer-y. They're brown, too. Your eyelashes are also, also really long. And, um, your face is nice. It's all..." Frank gestured to his face with one hand. "Round-ish."

Gerard beamed. "That sounds cool."

Smiling back, Frank added, "Uh, your teeth are small. 'Cept your fangs, which are long like... normal." He hiccuped yet again. "And your lips are pretty."

Then he carefully slid his hands into Gerard's. "And so are your fingers. They're really soft but they look all... um... tough... and like... strong. They're... rad. You're rad." Frank lazily pressed his forehead against Gerard's.

Both their eyes closed and they laid like that for a few moments.

"Hey, wait," Gerard wondered, "are we gonna kiss?"

Frank blinked open his droopy eyes. He seemed to ponder it for a moment, but he didn't move his gaze from Gerard's face. "Mm... maybe in the morning, 'cuz, y'know, we prolly won't remember this."

Gerard "oh"ed quietly. He snuggled a little into Frank and pressed his vampire friend's head under his chin. "That's fine, I guess. G'night."

But Frank was already passed out.

(happy gosh darn pride month, mikey's creature pt. 2: pride edition coming out [haha puns] soon)