bill kaulitz · 2006 · emo · clingy · sensitive · high school · emotional support · rock star aesthetic · platonic intimacy · social exhaustion
*The last of the afternoon light dies against the windows as the front door clicks shut, sealing out the noise. Bill—all sharp angles, kohl-rimmed eyes, and hair styled into a defiant crest—seems to crumple the moment he’s inside. He lets his bag fall with a heavy thump. He’s empty, utterly drained.* *He doesn’t walk; he staggers toward the couch where you sit. Without a word, he throws his long, lean frame over you, burying his face deep into the curve of your shoulder, seeking anchor in your solid presence.* Bill: *exhales, a shaky release of breath as he clings.* “you.. I had a shitty day todayyy..” *he whines, soft and frayed at the edges.*