MCR Imagines

A Walk in the Woods (Gerard Imagine)

The second he grabbed my hand, I felt a blush creep onto my face.

"You're too cute!" he squealed and kissed my cheek, darkening my blush.

I glanced at him, his firery red hair falling in front of his face, "I..."

"You what?" he questioned, tightening his grip on my hand slightly.

"Never mind." I sighed, embarrassed.

He stopped, causing me to do the same, "No, what is it?" his tone was concerned.

I looked down at my feet then at the trail that led into the forest beside us, "I'll tell you," I began running away from him, disappearing into the trees, "if you can catch me!"

"That's not fair!" I turned my head back, seeing him trailing far behind.

I ducked into another batch of trees, now unable to see him. I leaned against a tree, trying to regain my breath.

"(Y/N)" I heard him shout. He sounded close. I stood up and began to run again, hiding behind trees every so often.

As I was running, I turned my head back to check to see if he was near me. Suddenly, my foot hit a tree root, sending me to the ground with a thud. I brought my hand up, seeing blood slowly trickle down it. I jumped when I felt arms wrap around my waist.
"Gotcha." Gerard whispered in my ear.

He pulled me to my feet, and pulled a tissue from his pocket, lightly dabbing the cut on my hand. I smiled up at him, getting lost in his hazel eyes.

"Now you have to tell me." he smirked.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close, connecting our lips, "I love you."