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Randomly, I feel as though Gerard must have been asked to be someone's girlfriend for five minutes MULTIPLE TIMES in his life.
[pause for jori to refer to the awesome Gerard-pretending-to-be-Mikey's-boyfriend discussion influffontop's journal a few weeks ago]
No, but, like. I am imagining that Gerard is everybody's go-to guy for "need to pretend to have a hot girlfriend for a few minutes/hour/evening." And Gerard loves it, because it's hilarious and fun and he gets to stick to the man and make his friends feel better at the same time, and it's just this thing he does. EXCEPT THEN ONE DAY WHEN HE'S DOING IT FOR ONE OF HIS FRIENDS (Ray? Frank?) HE SUDDENLY REALIZES HE ACTUALLY WANTS TO BE DATING THE PERSON ~*~*~*FOR REALS*~*~*~. Oh noes! The misunderstandings and awkwardness the whole night, while the other guy doesn't even know what's going on and Gerard's faking through the suckiness, because he's doing all this stuff that he wants to be doing, except it's all fake.
And I realized I was kind of a tool, but you know what? I EMBRACE that about myself. Stupid romantic comedies for the win!
Also, you will never convince me this dude is not made of JOY AND SUNSHINE:

(You might be able to convince me he didn't fuck Mikeyway, but it's not exactly Occam's Razor.)
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