Band members x (male) reader

Gerard Way - You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison

I was listening to revenge and prison once again smacked me in the face with how homoerotic it is. Emo fag rights.

Also everything after the first jump in the story is filler so its more than 600 words im sorry

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"I'd like to welcome you to the stage, Y/N L/N!"

I walk onto the stage with a mic in one hand and the other waving at the crowd.

In the middle of a gun fight

In the center of a restaurant

They say, come with your arms raised high!

I point an imaginary gun at Gerard and he puts his hands up, tilting the mic so it can still catch his voice.

Well they're never gonna get me

Like a bullet through a flock of doves

To wage this war against your faith in me

You life will never be the same

On your mother's eyes, say a prayer, say a prayer!

I cross myself like I remember I used to do in church as a kid while Gerard puts his hands together.

Now! But I can't! And I don't know! How we're just two men as God had made us!

I'm all over Gerard, maybe this is a little bit more than we rehearsed but it feels right you know?

Well I can't

He pushes me away and then pulls me back

well I can!

Too much to late or just not enough of this pain in my heart for your dying wish

I put a hand over my heart and slump into him, letting him support me for a second.

I'll kiss your lips again!

They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost

I use my foot to dead knee him so he's on his knees and hold an imaginary gun to the back of his head

My cellmates a killer they make me do push ups in drag

But nobody cares if you're losing yourself, am I losing myself?

I offer a hand to pull him to his feet.

Well I miss my mom

Will they give me the chair?

He pretends to inject something into my neck

Or lethal injection or swing from a rope if you dare

And nobody knows, all the trouble I've seen!

I cover his eyes with my hand for a second and he pushes my hand away.

Now! But I can't! And I don't know! How were just two men as god had made us!

Well I can't, well I can!

He puts a hand under my chin and pushes me while walking, making me walk backwards a few feet.

Too much too late and just not enough of this

Pain in my heart for your dying wish-

He crashes his lips onto mine, skipping the line, and half of the next one.