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Three Times You and Gerard Almost Got Caught, and One Time You Didn't (Gerard)

Top!Gerard

Bottom!Y/N

Author: robinrunsfiction (on ao3)

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You were standing just to the side of the stage, in front of the barrier watching My Chemical Romance perform. As tour manager, you had your pick of where to watch most of the show, but this had become your favorite spot. The guys were all incredible performers, but over the weeks of rehearsals, and the first few shows of the tour, your attention always landed squarely on the fire haired singer.

As all the tour plans were in the works, you and Gerard worked together closely. You also got along quite well, and you felt like you'd be crazy to deny the chemistry between you.

Now as you watched the show, you felt like he was making even more eye contact with you than usual. You gave him a smirk before realizing the show was almost over and you had to get back to work. You hurried backstage as they finished the set. Usually they'd each grab a quick shower after they came off stage before heading to the buses. If there were fans waiting dutifully for them to come out, they would stop and sign autographs.

You waited around for each of them to come out of the dressing rooms. First Mikey, then Frank. A while later Ray, who always took the longest with his hair as it is.

"Hey Ray, Gerard ok in there?" You asked, not wanting to barge into the dressing room if he was changing. Well, you wouldn't mind seeing that, but you had to act professional.

"Yea, actually he said if you were out here to send you in," Ray replied as he headed out.

You furrowed your brow in confusion as you knocked and opened the door. "Hey, Gee, you ready to go?"

You found him at the mirror drying his hair with a towel. He smiled as he turned to face you. "I just wanted to talk to you alone for a bit, if you don't mind?" He asked tentatively.

"Oh yea, I don't mind. It's nice to have some quiet for a change," you said as you made your way over and leaning against the vanity. "So, what's on your mind?"

"Have you been enjoying the tour so far? Like everything going well?"

"Yea, the tour is going well, and you guys are killing it. You especially know what you're doing up there to get the crowd going," you replied, biting your lip and looking up at him.

"Just the crowd?" He asked with a cocky smile as he shrunk the distance between the two of you.

"Maybe not," you answered. You reached out your right hand and ran a finger up his hand, along his arm and up to his shoulder and your other hand draped over his other shoulder. He placed his hands on your waist and pulled you against him.

"(YN), I'm gonna kiss you, ok?"

You nodded, looking up into his hazel eyes as he leaned down, lips meeting yours. You ran your hands through his hair as he backed you against the wall. That's when you opened your mouth, deepening the kiss. Tongues dancing together, a gasp escaped your lips as his lips moved to your neck and he started to leave a mark. You found your hips grinding against his involuntarily.

"Gerard, are you still in there? Have you seen (YN)?" You heard the head roadie calling from the other side of the door.

"Shit," you muttered as you pulled back.

"Yea, umm," Gerard looked down at you nervously, unsure how to respond on your behalf before shrugging. "(YN)'s here, just discussing the show."

"Ok, I guess they're ready to go," he shouted back from the other side of the door.