What I Do For A Living (MCR Fanfic)

It’s all but a white cloth separating the 2 friends, as one lays on a cold, metal table.

      And the other friend- alive, standing in dread, still shaken by all the stuff he had to undergo. Although, deep down, he knows that this is really how life works; you live, you breathe, you die.

      But he is very certain that the last part wasn’t supposed to happen to his best friend today, of all days, and of all ways. It could’ve been many years later, and it could've been because of old age. Not on his birthday, and not a suicide.
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Gerard Way wasn't the shiniest example of smart human evolution when he accepted the job as the Suicide Department Head, but he didn't have a lot of choices (well, he did, but it was death). The job was fairly easy- fetch souls. He had two supernatural bosses, a supernatural secret, and a supernatural job.

But everything has a loop hole. Gerard found his when he had to kill someone.

WARNING: definitely contains matured (no smut) content, but if you liked the band, that wouldn't be an issue.