a kiss goodbye | vampire gerard way x female reader

5. You're So Beautiful...

after some time, he reached out for my right hand that was on my knee, and held it. i looked at our hands intertwined, and then back at his face. his eyes were literally a glowing red color, and i furrowed my brows in confusion. "why are his eyes red? they were hazel, i know that. and also red eyes are unreal.. unless he has contact lenses. but just a moment before his eyes were normal?"  i started overthinking in my head. just when i finished my thinking, gerard blinked slowly. i kept my eyes on his, and i'm very serious when i say this: his eyes were now yellow. that's a bit crazy.
- so what you wanna do? - he said, his voice still a bit raspy from crying. i shrugged, thinking of what we could do.
- i have some money with me, so maybe we could order a pizza and watch south park? - i offered, and he grinned from ear to ear.
- that's great!... but i'm paying for the pizza - he said and i furrowed my brows at him and pouted my lips.
- come on gerard, let me pay! - i protested, and he giggled.
- no means no, y/n - he said, raising his hands in defense. i sighed loudly and crossed my arms on my chest.
- fine. - i muttered angrily, and he punched the air.

time skip

after a few episodes of south park, eating pizza and drinking soda, i got pretty tired. i yawned and stretched out, sitting next to gerard. i looked up at his face and he was still focused on the show. my gaze trailed off to the screen, as i laid my head down slowly on his shoulder. he tensed up a bit, which made me smirk. soon he loosened up, and got comfortable. we laid like that for about 5 minutes, until he took his hand and ran it up my thigh. i couldn't help but widen my eyes at the sudden touch. i tried to contain myself, but i just couldn't help it. i looked up at him yet again, just to find out that he was already staring at me. i smiled at him as he looked in my left eye, then my lips and then my right eye. we kept strong eye contact. suddenly he smirked, and crashed our lips together. he took his other hand and put it on my cheek, pulling me in closer. i took my hands and started messing with his raven black hair, tugging on it from time to time. we were both exchanging moans and groans, fighting for dominance. after what felt like hours, we pulled away to catch our breath. he was looking deep into my eyes, making me blush a bit. his eyes were full of lust and need. quickly i got scared, and sat straight. he did so too, and put his hand on my back.
- did i do something wrong? - he said worriedly, stroking his hand up and down my back. i shook my head in disappointment, letting out a deep sigh.
- we can't do this, you just broke up with eliza. this isn't right gerard.. - i said. i felt stressed as fuck, and i don't even know why. gerard just remained silent, and took his hand off. i looked back at him, and he was nodding. i sighed yet again, and looked at the clock on his wall.
"shit, 7:42 pm!" i mentally screamed, and ran a hand through my hair.
- would you like to stay for the night? - gerard asked me, as if he read my mind. i nodded shyly, and he stood up. he walked to his closet, and got some clothes.
- here - he said handing me my "pajamas". i smiled at him, and looked at the clothes.
- thanks - i mumbled, looking at the clothes. it was a black batman t-shirt paired with black shorts with a lace around the waist.
- no problem. do you want me to turn around? - he said quickly, as i stared at him. i furrowed my brows, staring into his hazel eyes.
- you know, so you can change? - he explained, and i raised my eyebrows letting a slight "oh" out of my mouth.
- you don't have to, we're friends i don't really care - i said sincerely and he nodded. i took my shirt off, grabbing the one he handed me earlier. i quickly glanced at him just to see his face was now completely red, and his eyes were as wide as a cent. i smirked and chuckled at his reaction, and put his shirt on. i quickly took my pants off and put on the shorts he gave me. when i was done, i looked at him. he swallowed his saliva quite loudly, and i couldn't help but smirk again. his reaction was quite funny, i gotta admit that. after a few seconds he stood up, going to his closet again. he got some clothes, and put them on his desk. i was staring at him, analyzing every one of his moves. he stood in front of the desk and took his shirt off, revealing his pale torso. he wasn't fit, nor was he chubby or skinny. he was something in between everything. i couldn't really help but look, as he appealed quite hot. he took his new shirt in his hands, and turned his head to look at me. his shoulder length black hair was now perfectly falling on his face, complimenting his pale body. he smirked at me, as i couldn't help but stare in awe at him.

"he looks so good.."  i said in my head, and i swear he smirked even more.

he put his shirt back down, instead taking his pants off and putting the other pair on. when his legs were clothed, he walked back to his bed where i was sitting. his torso was still revealed and i couldn't not stare. he just looks so perfect.
- like what you see? - he said standing in front of me, with his right hand on my cheek. i looked up at him, and he caressed my face before putting a strand of hair behind my ear. he was smiling at me, looking at my face up and down.
- you're so beautiful... - he said confidently. i bit my bottom lip and looked down. he sighed and took his hand off my cheek. i looked at him confused, as his gaze was rested on the wall.
- sorry.. - he said, and i sighed.
- i never said you did something wrong, gerard. - i said, kinda annoyed that he stopped what he was doing. he shrugged, and sat next to me, putting his arm around me.
- soo.. wanna sleep or watch something? - he asked me, making me turn my head to him. i thought for a while, before deciding on watching rick and morty and then going to sleep.

time skip

i was peacefully sleeping, until something loud woke me up. i sat straight up, scared for my life, before realizing what's going on.
- WHAT THE FUCK?? OH MY FUCKING GOD - i heard a familiar voice speak, and i looked up to see mikey who was now scared as fuck.
- listen mikey, it's not like you think! - gerard said, sounding genuinely scared, even more than mikey. he walked up to him, dragging him out the door and closing it behind them. i layed back down and sighed, taking my phone and checking the messages i got last night.

hey y/n, it's me frank ;)

i smiled and saved his number.

( bold - you, normal - frank)

heyy wassup

i'm great. especially because a cutie is texting me rn ;)

lmaoo
stop

what?
it's the truth, you know that

i smiled at my screen, before gerard walked back into his room, closing the door behind him and sighing. he laid back down next to me, looking at my phone screen.

well frank, i gotta go now
but i promise ill text u later

i turned my phone off and put it on gerard's pillow, still smiling to myself. ngl, frank is very hot. so him flirting with me is such a confidence boost. unless he's a man whore... let's hope he's not.
- why were you texting frank? - gerard said sternly, making me turn my head to him. his face was stone cold, and his eyes were red again. "what the fuck?"  i thought to myself, before speaking up.
- why not? - i shrugged. he furrowed his brows, and scoffed. he turned his gaze away from me, and put his head in his hands. "what the fuck is his problem?"  i sighed, and scratched my head.