Gerard Way imagines [editing, kinda]

#30 Professional at Griefing, But Not At Love

Not to be mean, please but don't refer to me as 'fren' or 'yeemo' because it makes me uncomfortable and mad. Thanks :)

"Oh, come on, (y/n). I know that you and Gerard have something for each other."

"No, we don't. Yes, we fucked. But What happened between us last night was just a fling. We were in the heat of the moment and we didn't know what we were doing."

"Lie to yourself all you want, hunny."

You huffed as Frank laughed. He was trying to convince you that you did in fact have feelings for Gerard. You kept denying it, but you knew that there was something in your heart that loved him.

Besides the point, you had to finish with the mechanics of the oversized mouse. The big fight between Deadmau5 and Gerard was tonight, and you had to make sure everything was in good shape. Frank was supposed to be helping you, but instead he was sitting on his ass and complaining about random things.

"Y'know, Frank, you could help me with this. Gerard is your best friend, and this is his mouse." You gestured to the ginormous mechanical mouse. "And Y'know, he'd appreciate it if you helped out."

"Eh, is rather let you do it. Gerard is in love with you, so he'd appreciate you doing it more." He smiled innocently.

You rolled your eyes dramatically. "He's not in love with me."

Frank tsked and shook his head. "Such a naive child. You should see the way his eyes get all googly when he looks at you. Seriously, it's hilarious."

"Mhm." You mumbled absentmindedly whilst tinkering with a gear. "Oh, Frank I meant to ask you." You turned to look at the dark haired boy. "How's everything with Jamia?"

His face turned an unflattering shade of red at the mention of his crush. You smirked as he began to trip over his words. "Sh-shes uh, she's g-great. W-we are great. I love her a lot."

"Aww." You pinched his cheek and he swatted you away. "You and her are so perfect for each other."

"Like you and Gee."

Once again you rolled your eyes. "Keep dreaming, short shit."

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"Hey, (y/n), is everything set for the fight?" Gerard swept gracefully by you to inspect your work. Frank had long since left; probably to go bang Jamia.

"Yep. Frank was no help at all."

   Gerard laughed. "Well, what else is new? You can never expect anything from him."

    "True." There was a pause between the two of you. There was a lingering sexual tension in the air along with the dense awkwardness. The night before had been... eventful. You cursed yourself and him for letting it happen, because now you couldn't even look at him without your heart speeding up.

    "So uh, we do need to um, t-talk about what h-happened." He stumbled over his words scratching his neck awkwardly.

    You felt blood rush to your face. "What about it?" You averted your attention to cleaning up the oily wrenches. There was another pause.

    "What did it mean to you?"

     That question caught you off guard.

     "I-I don-"

     "when we kissed, did you feel anything?"

     "Gerard, I-"

     "I did." Again, you were caught off guard.

     "What?"

     The brown haired man took a deep breath and looked you in the eye. "When I kissed you, I felt something unlike anything I've ever felt before. It was like I was floating, (y/n). Like I was high on a drug. In that moment I realized, over the past few months, you've stolen my heart." His eyes have you a somewhat pleading look, as if he were a puppy begging for a treat.

    You stood there, eyes wide, mouth open, completely shocked. He really did have feelings for you. The midget was right.

    "Don't just stare, say something." He urged, his voice cracking a bit. "Please." He hung his head and whispered.

    "Gerard, I.. I don't know what to say. I didn't think that it'd mean anything at all, but..."

    His head tilted up. "But?"

    You sighed loudly. "I don't know." You ran your fingers through your hair and repeated yourself.

    "Do you even feel the same?" He whispered, attempting to hold back tears.

    "Maybe. I'm not sure. I certainly did feel something when you kissed me, but I'm not.. er, experienced in the 'love' department. I mean, I kind of felt a little spark when we kissed but I never thought much of it. I just don't know."

His puppy eyes traveled back to yours, but then turned to those of a determined man. "(Y/n)(l/n), I swear to god that I am hopelessly in love with you, and I will win your heart." His face was desperate and determined as He knelt down in front of me, grabbing my hand in his larger one and gripping it.

Oh man. This was something. Gerard was a good, kind, genuine man, and would be an amazing man to date.

After a few seconds it finally clicked.

Did you love him? Bitch of fucking course you did.

You chuckled to yourself at his persistence. "Silly gee." You laughed, rubbing the back of his hand with your thumb. "You don't need to win my heart," he looked at you confused, "you've already stolen it."

And I swear to god, the mans whole face lit up like a surgical lämp. You'd never seen anything brighter.

He stood and instantly connected his lips to yours in a passionate kiss, much like the ones from the night before, but yet very different. The ones from the night before had been full of lust and want. This one was full of need, but in a loving way.

"Fucking finally!"

You broke away to see both Frank and Jamia smiling like morons and clapping.

"It's about goddamn time you two got together." Jamia laughed.

"Well said, love." Frank giggled.

Gerard gave them both a mean face. "Fuck off, you two. I'm trying to kiss my girl here." He deadpanned with an annoyed voice.

Your heart jumped. 'My girl.' "Excuse me, Way, since when did I become 'your girl'?" You sassed hoping he'd get all protective.

He gave you a small innocent smile. That bastard. He knows that'll get him what he wants. "Since you said I stole your heart..?"

You rolled your eyes, smiling. "Yeah, yeah. Just kiss me, Way."

And he did just that.

~

That night, when the fight commenced, you could have sworn Gee was going to win after the second round.

But alas, Deadmau5 pulled through because Gee's gear malfunctioned. You swore to yourself you had checked it.

But what caught you completely off guard, was a mouse starting to lean forward over the dome.

You heard yourself scream for Gerard, but the mouse had already fallen and crushed every beneath it.

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