{Y/N's POV}
I waved to the crowd as the lights dimmed. Kearny Panic almost sold out this time, especially since My Chemical Romance started to suggest our music. Almost there, I thought, we'll get there eventually. But, it's probably going to take a while, considering that Gerard and his crew would be performing here tomorrow night, and along with them, Ray's younger brother, Nate, who was our rhythm guitarist. I couldn't blame them, Nate hadn't seen his brother in a while... And being on tour didn't help. As we started to put our equipment up, I heard a squeal from behind me. "We did great tonight, guys!" Nate cheered, his purple fro now tied back in a bun, and his body sweaty. "Yeah..." I muttered, packing up my guitar and picking up the case. "Oh, lighten up, [Y/N]! You were amazing!" Nate hugged my shoulder. "Ick. You're all sweaty." I stated, shuffling away. "Oh, c'mon, we just finished a show-" Nate pouted, then looked up and squealed again. "Oh. My. GOD!" He took off running, and I looked up to see My Chemical Romance themselves. Nate jumped at Ray, giggling happily and hugging onto his brother tightly. Ray was holding onto him like a life line. Huh, I guess brotherly love is something I missed out on. Then, I locked eyes with Gerard. I immediately felt intimidated yet... Intrigued. The male had his black hair pulled into a loose bun, something I have never seen on him before. It fit him, with strands of raven coloured hair framing his face in the most perfect way...
I was snapped out of my thoughts when Gerard spoke, but I didn't quite hear what he had said. "What...?" I asked, rather stupidly. "I said: 'How was the turnout?'" Gerard chuckled, making his way over. "Oh, uhm... Almost a full house, yeah." I replied with a shrug. Just act like it's not a big deal, [Y/N]. "Oh damn. You should get a full house soon, I mean, you're almost #1 on the charts-" "Yeah, yeah," I shrugged again, "Listen, you guys are more mainstream, not that I'm jealous or anything, I mean, you guys inspired us to form a band. But, you know, we get hate here and there, mainly because some people think we're 'copycats.'" Gerard stayed silent, and nodded after a moment. "That's what I don't understand, though... I mean, sure, we're both bands out of Jersey and we create similar music, but... It just doesn't make sense." He said with a shrug. "But, I uh, wanted to ask you something." I looked over at him, shoving my hands in my pockets. "We wanted to know if you guys would be willing to... Collab with us? I can understand if not-" He asked, rather awkwardly at that, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Hmm, I'd have to ask them." I motioned to the guys, "But I'd be down."
Gerard's face lit up. "Really?" His hazel eyes seemed to shine brighter. It was quite adorable, really. "Yeah, I mean, who wouldn't want to collab with My Chemical Romance? I mean, you guys are pretty fuckin' awesome," I chuckled softly, shrugging. Gerard's face flushed, "I- Thank you." He replied softly, fiddling with his hoodie string. "Don't sweat it." I looked over to where the rest of the band were. Oh great. Tommy and Bob looked like they were scheming something. Oh well. If need be, Nate would sort them out. Speaking of, Nate was swooning over Frank and his tattoos, the two almost close enough to kiss. I faked a gag and shook my head. "I guess they got a thing for each other, huh?" I asked, looking back to the raven haired male. Gerard chuckled and shrugged, "I think so. I mean, Frank was talking about him so much to the point Ray was annoyed." I chuckled and shook my head again. "Ray seems to have a lot of patience, but I guess he learned when he had to deal with that stubborn son of a bitch-"
Gerard laughed at that, and I smiled wide. Wow, his laugh was.... Pretty adorable. I mean, it was pretty much open to the public about how I felt about Gerard. Though, Gerard never spoke anything of it, and when he found out, he seemed... Rather embarrassed. Oh well. At least I'm not some obsessed super-fan. Then that'd be weird. Besides, everyone I've talked to would date Gerard. He's a good person, aside from the drugs and alcohol, but he's trying to get better, and that's what counts, at least.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a loud thud at my feet. I looked down, and there Bob was, holding his now bleeding nose. Gerard bent down to help him up as Ray held his struggling brother back. "Woah woah Nate- Calm it-!" Ray gripped Nate's wrists as Mikey made his way over to Bob. Bob was muttering something under his breath that I couldn't make out. "What happened?" I asked, looking to the shorter Toro. "He touched my ass, man! Like, what the fuck!?" Nate snarled, still struggling. Nate didn't like to be touched without consent, considering his trauma. But still, he just socked Bob fuckin' Briar in the face. Well, that sucks, he was an asshole anyways.
Gerard pinched the bridge of his nose, "Why can't you two ever get along?" Nate sighed as he calmed down, "'Cause he's an asshole, no offense Gerard." He relaxed his body and made his way to Frank. Oh boy. "If those two can't get along tomorrow, then we won't have a show." Gerard said, scrunching his face up as Nate and Bob gave each other death stares.
"Well, fuck."
How are we supposed to get the two to get along if Nate actually wants to kill the ginger? I sighed, "Nate, go with your brother or boyfriend, okay?" I rubbed my face as the smaller male groaned and nodded, "Fine fine... C'mon, Frank, let's go get some food..." Nate took Frank's hand and led him out. Ray sighed and helped Bob up before looking to Gerard, "I'll go deal with him." With that, he followed the other two.
I looked to Gerard, "I'm sorry about this, Gee, I hope you know we don't have any ill intentions towards you or the guys.."
The ravenette nodded, "I understand, Y/N. I'm not upset.. Well, maybe just a little.." He admitted. I nodded, "Let me make it up to you with some coffee.."
"Oh fuck yeah," Gerard grinned, and I swore my heart melted at the sight. He was just so damn adorable.
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The Light Behind Your Eyes (Revenge! Gerard Way x Male!Reader)
Fanfiction[Y/N] was the frontman of Kearny Panic, an alternative band straight out of Kearny, New Jersey, and were currently up in the charts with punk band My Chemical Romance. But what happens when two mentally ill frontmen collaborate? They couldn't possib...