Gerard Way imagines [editing, kinda]

#3 Scared of Love

This is for  @rose_065 whom'st requested desolation row gee.

Hope this is satisfactory.

Dr. Benzedrine- Patrick
Mr. Sandman- Pete

Minor smut warning
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    The Youngbloods and killjoys hated each other. Nuff' said.

    Party Poison, killjoy leader, and Mr. Sandman, the youngblood leader, had a beef with each other for no apparent reason and wanted each others blood.

   Little did Mr. Sandman know, that in his ranks of 'soldiers', was a girl who was hopelessly in love with his mortal enemy. That girl was you.

    You and poison had been secretly meeting with each other, doing... Well... Couple stuff. If sandman ever found out, he would definitely kill you. Of course then poison would go bat shit crazy and avenge you. Poison didn't say it often, but he was very in love with you. The only people who knew about your relationship were Poison's brother, Kobra, and your trusted friend Dr. Benzedrine.

You couldn't help but fall for him. What girl wouldn't? He was hot. His jet black hair, pale skin, glowing hazel eyes and smooth calming voice. His name fit his face well. Gerard Way. His personality was calm, well.. Usually. He got angry rather easily. He was a flirt. Always saying things that would turn you on, and then playing them off. Not to mention he sang beautifully.

   On one particular night, with the help of Dr. Benzedrine, you snuck out of base to go meet up with your sexy bad ass boyfriend.

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   "Hey, beautiful." You heard that smooth jersey accent coo. You turned around to be met with the handsome face you'd come to love. He was leaning against the brick wall, arms crossed and smirking that sexy ass smirk that drove you crazy.

   You smiled. "Hey, babe." He stood up and approached you holding that smirk. He grabbed your hips and pressed his lips against yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and reciprocated. He pinned you up against the wall and shoved his tongue past you lips. You groaned and ran your fingers through his hair.

   "Mmph, baby." Gerard pulled away smirking. "Cmon sugar, let's go somewhere more... Private." You felt butterflies in your stomach due to his low husky voice. He never failed to make you flustered.

    He led you inside the bar, past all the drunk killjoys making sure to keep your face hidden. If they saw a Youngblood, no doubt they'd kill you. He took you to the room up above the stage where he preformed every night. The room you always did it in.

He pushed you onto the couch and crawled on top of you kidding you roughly. You pushed his jacket off him and threw it across the room. You were desperate to have him close to you.

"Wait." He said looking you in the eyes. "I uh, I have t-to um-" you'd never seen him like this before. His smooth calm demeanor was replaced with what looked to be fear.

"Gee? What is it?"

He attempted to say something but it came out as a jumbled mess. You hummed questioningly urging him to speak up. "I love you." He screwed his eyes shut, shrinking away. He was afraid of rejection? That was a surprise. He wasn't afraid of anything.

"I love you too." You said calmly. He looked up at you with wide eyes.

"Really? You do? As in you really-"

"Yes, Gerard. I really love you. I have for a long time now."

He grinned like a happy school boy and kissed you. This wasn't like the kisses he usually give you which were rough, and sloppy, this kiss was gentle. loving. Passionate. He pulled away after some time with a big smile on his face.

"God, I love you." He breathed. "Um, do you think maybe- we could just cuddle? For a while?" He asked looking up at you with.

"That's fine, gee." And you didn't even care about Sandman finding out. You were in love, and nothing was going to take your man from you.

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