(No this is not full blown smut....I promise plus it's probably really cringey. So beware)

Ever since MCR decided to add another bass/ guitar player things were getting interesting. This new bass player fit right in with the whole getting close thing. Ya know what I'll just let you see....

(Your P.O.V)
I tuned my bass to match Mikey. I had already tuned my guitar earlier. I set it down afterwards and leaned against the wall, checking my phone for the time. The concert was in fifteen minutes. Ray and Frank were tuning and Gerard was doing...whatever he does.
I watched my band mates in the room. "Ya ready." Mikey leaned against the space of wall next to me.
"I guess if you count blocking everything out."
"Why's that?" I looked at him then he pushed his lips together and nodded. "Forget that you guys do that."
"Yeah, that's because you're in your own little world up there though. You should try to do something this time. Fans would die." I laughed as he actually smiled.
"Yeah we'll see about that. Only if you're not taken by Frank or Gee." He smirked as I started shaking my head.
"I'll try to save you a spot." I winked as I picked up my bass. Everybody else was getting ready despite us being 6 minutes early.
Gerard walked onto the dark stage, us following quietly. "Are you guys ready?" He whispered into the mic. Then we started House of Wolves. This one, I played the same thing as Frank. I walked around as I played. The guitars sounding great. The drum started into the chorus and I got really into it. I wasn't watching and next thing you know, Gerard and I are face to face. The only thing separating us is the microphone he slowly moves to the side so we could get closer. I heard Frank playing behind me get louder. I moved and went over towards Ray and we played the end together.
Then Gerard talked a little but while I switched to the bass. Mikey and I stood back to back as we started The Ghost of You.
The music moved my head onto Miley's shoulder behind me and I couldn't stop myself from moving away from him and turning, him following. We faced each other and rocked the bass.
Ray played the part right before the big note that Gee had to hit while Frank backed him up and Mikey and I got closer and we touched foreheads. Of course like I predicted, the crowd started chanting our ship name. I just kept playing along with him. When Gee released the last note with a moan, I leaned my head back and let go of the bass, letting it hang off my shoulder. I stepped back as I did this and waited for the next song.
The concert was almost over and Gerard did an older one before the last one without notice. He started Helena and I ran to my guitar, almost falling in Frank's guitar cord. I got it and stood by Frank. We looked at each other as we both smiled and rocked out. Then Gerard started the part with the whole notes. I got a break so I walked around the stage, standing by Ray and Mikey, I swung my guitar around and started playing again, whipping my hair with Ray. It was a thing now. But then the fans went crazy after Gee started our last song...Na Na Na.
This was the song Frank and I went at each other. It was a fan favorite. Frank and I started the riff, the drums following. Frank and I were already close enough. We were both very violent so when everything joined in we were almost hitting each other as we sang, then Gee joined in and I went crazy. I was rocking to hard. I hit Frank, but luckily no one noticed and it looked like he was just laying down. He nodded at me and I sat on him, still letting him play his guitar. When Gee sang "kiss me you animal," we both leaned to each other and started kissing while he were playing still. We stood up and Gee started the bridge. I leaned my head back as I played the part afterward, focusing on my fingers. Then he stopped screaming and Frank and I leaned against each other's backs, both of our heads intertwined, and played the solo. Then we turned around and that's when he got too close, we were brushing hands then the song ended and we both swung our guitars in sync. They were on our backs and we just got really close. He actually grabbed my ass, all of us sweaty. Then he let go after the lights went off and he picked me up after I set my guitar down. We ran backstage, Mikey chasing us. It was a ritual. Frank would set me down and Mikey would get me out of there while I was laughing as if I was high on pot.
Then I would collapsed in Mikey's arms while Frank would find the nearest couch and sleep. Mikey would set me down somewhere to sleep and then I'd wake up the next day on the tour bus.
Being in MCR was great.