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Ch. 21 "Febreeze Does Wonders"

by feeandgee22 0 reviews

They guys used febreeze to prepare for sound check!

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: G - Genres: Erotica,Humor,Romance - Characters: Bob Bryar,Frank Iero,Gerard Way,Mikey Way,Ray Toro - Warnings: [V] [X] - Published: 2007-09-25 - Updated: 2007-09-25 - 630 words

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More, more, more! You guys are soooooooo demanding. I guess I'll have to give you more! Enjoy my faithful readers!
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Ch. 21 "Febreeze Does Wonders"




The next morning I was awoken by Gerard trailing his fingers up and down my chest. It was pleasant and quickly brought me out of my empty dreams. When I finally opened my eyes, he laid his head back down upon my chest, sweetly closing his eyes. Minutes later, Mikey popped his head in after asking permission to tell us that sound check was in twenty minutes and that we should get ready, before skipping away, giggling like a girl. Rolling over, I fell out of the bunk, pulling Gerard with me and we fell with a thump into a heap on the floor, laughing and exchanging a few choice kisses before standing up. Not really caring about what to wear, I grabbed a dirty Underoath tee from underneath my bunk and pulled it on. When I looked at Gerard, I saw he hadn't changed, but had picked up a bottle of Febreeze and started spraying himself.

"What the hell are you doing? You know clean clothes and a shower works better," I said, laughing as he continued spraying. He just smiled and walked over to me, showering me in Febreeze too, before speaking.

"I know, but I'm lazy and you happened to say 'clean clothes.' That shirt is certainly not clean. it just smells a tiny bit better than the one you were wearing," he laughed, kissing me on the forehead and walking out to the front of the bus, running his hands through his hair. I went into the bathroom and stuck my head under the sink, soaking my hair and washing all the dirt and grit off my face. I towel dried my hair and let it fall wherever it wanted to. I didn't care very much about it.

Back in the front, Gerard handed me a cup of hot, strong coffee, which I took, thanking him and drinking down so fast I could feel my throat blistering. And again I wasn't that worried about it because it tasted so damn good. A few minutes later, me and Gerard headed off to sound check. Not long after we left, the rest of the guys showed up, looking less awake than us. The initial giggles about me and Gerard died down and I could tell that the rest of the guys approved of our relationship, even bob, who finally caught on. Our show wasn't for another two hours so me and Gerard spent our time smoking our last cigarettes before we had to cut ourselves off.

With an hour to go, we couldn't smoke anymore because it would fuck with our voices. All of us guys sat joking around until we had to prepare for the show. Tonight I decided on a black button down shirt, black jeans, and one of our old armbands from our "Revenge" days. Gerard, handsomely decked himself out in all black, like mine except for a single red handkerchief that he wore around his neck. Once again we both applied copious amounts of black liner to our eyes before walking, hand in hand, to our room backstage, ignoring the funny looks staff was giving us. With ten minutes until show time, I grew more and more quiet and anxious. I paced back and forth and noticed Gerard sitting with his eyes closed. Five minutes left now and all my nerves were on fire and I jumped up in down in place, breathing deeply to try and calm myself. One minute left and I strapped on my guitar, high fived the guys and Brian, and hit the stage once more as the crazy fucking guitar player of MCR.
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