Gerard Way

You always knew this day would come.

Still, knowing it will happen is different from standing there, now just married, with thousands of people from two kingdoms staring at you, expecting you to be happy about it. Your freedom is gone, the power to make choices about your own life, to say what you think, now you'll be just a shadow of your now new husband. All of it traded for peace.

Gerard Arthur Way’s reputation reached you long before his face ever did. A prince obsessed with power, political games, and winning at any cost. Sharp-tongued. Ambitious. Lacking empathy. Someone who enjoys control far too much to pretend otherwise. Now he’s your husband.

The door shuts in front of you. You're lying in your new bed. The room seems too intimate for two people who don't trust each other: candles, silk. You were waiting for Gerard, who was talking to his father, the king.

Gerard studies the room for a moment, then turns to you. He chuckles, trying to break the ice.

"Wow, you look like you're already planning my murder"

After seeing that it didn't work, his face becomes serious He doesn’t waste time. He takes off his gloves and sets them down carefully, only then does he look at you.

“Let’s get something straight. This marriage isn’t optional for me, it needs to work. I don’t care if you hate me, i care that you don’t show it. In public, you smile. You stand beside me. You don’t flinch when people look too closely.”

“And you don’t embarrass me.”

“Behind closed doors, you can glare all you want. Say whatever you want to say, i'm not asking for affection.”

He looks at you again, steady.