Exhibitions- Gerard Way

Teenagers

The sound of a door opening catches Maxine's attention. She glances over and sees Gerard walking out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist after having a quick shower. His hair, still soaking wet, drips down his face before he takes his left hand and aggressively pushes it backwards, revealing his forehead. His torso is covered in small water droplets which glisten in the light shining through his windows. Maxine's eyes trace over his entire body, admiring his perfectly sculpted features. He's not ripped, but Maxine can now see the tough chest that suffices excellently as a pillow that he has. She licks her lips as Gerard speaks up.

"Like what you see?" He interrupts with a grin. Maxine's lips spread a smile across her face and their eyes finally meet again. Gerard laughs and walks over to his wardrobe to grab a pair of jogging bottoms. He drags the grey sweatpants up his legs without taking the towel off before dropping it from his waist once the joggers are pulled up high enough. Maxine watches with a thought in the back of her head, part of her hoping that he would've just ripped the towel off before putting his sweatpants on. He decides to not put a t-shirt on and sits himself back down on the bed next to her.

They lay on Gerards bed for a while enjoying each other's company. Gerard's sitting up against the headboard of his bed whilst Maxine is as usual laying curled up beside him with her head on his chest. They have been like this for half an hour, with small conversation being made between them. 

"Are you hungry?" Gerard breaks the comfortable silence whilst still stroking her hair. 

"Mmmh, not really." Maxine replies

"Come on Max, you have to eat something." He picks her up again as he stands up, she squeals initially but then wraps her legs around his body with her arms hooked around his neck. They arrive to the kitchen and she begins to jump down but Gerard stops her. He holds her back up and places a light peck on her lips, she looks him in the eye and they both smile at each other. He places her on the sleek kitchen counter and yet again can't help himself, their lips smash against each other and he leans into the kiss. Maxine slaps her hands back on the counter, stopping herself from completely flying backwards from Gerards intensity. His breath is minty which leaves a satisfying taste in Maxine's mouth as he pulls away. He bites his lip and cracks a smile, showing his small teeth. Maxine hops off of the counter and takes a seat at one of the bar stools by the small island. Gerard starts cooking pancakes for the two of them. Maxine can't take her eyes off him as he's cooking, she never knew that she could find the back of someone so attractive, but she does. She looks over all of the muscles that his back possesses and his broad shoulders. He turns back at her and catches her staring, who can blame her though. He grins at her which makes her blush and she looks away. 

Gerard serves up the pancakes with some fresh berries scattered over the top of them. The presentation is definitely not Michelin star but he is an artist, not a chef. Regardless they look delicious, what can be better than a home made breakfast from the most handsome man in the world? Not much. Maxine thanks him and they both tuck into a shared stack of three pancakes. They mess around a bit, feeding each other whilst laughing like a couple of teenagers. 

Maxine offers to help clean up but Gerard refuses, sitting her down on the couch across the room. He quickly returns with two coffees which he places on the end table to cool down. "What should we watch?" He asks, Maxine shrugs in response. He reaches over to the TV remote and switches on a comedy series that he's been watching. "This series is so good, we can watch it if you want?" She nods at him and turns her attention to the TV. Gerard watches attentively, meanwhile Maxine keeps looking between him and the show. Seeing him laugh makes her feel warm inside, his little teeth showing through his lips causes her mouth to form a smile. His side profile is perfect, his nose slightly perked upwards with his now fluffy hair flowing backwards onto his collarbone whilst his fringe falls forwards across the left side of his face. 

Maxine shifts in her seat, leaning her back against the arm of the sofa as she props her legs up onto his lap. He leans back in his seat with his legs slightly spread apart, resting his left arm against the other end of the chair. He holds a cigarette in this hand, butting it into the ashtray on the table and then taking a few drags from it. Maxine would never smoke, but Gerard does look so good when he does it. 

"Sorry, I hope you don't mind me smoking in here." Gerard says abruptly. 

"Of course not, it's your house!" Maxine laughs, still staring at him taking drags. "Why do you smoke Gee?" 

"Stress." He replies whilst slightly scrunching his face up. "It's like the only addiction that I can't get past to be honest." 

Maxine looks at him solemnly, but he smiles back at her which reminds her of how much he has gotten over in his life, smoking is definitely not the worst thing that he can do. He stubs out the end of his cigarette and puts his arms out, asking for Maxine to sit closer to him again. She returns to her favourite position, leaning against his side whilst he wraps his right arm around her.