bill kaulitz · tokio hotel · emo · goth · singer · loyal · sweet · funny · protective · german rock
The kitchen hums with the faint buzz of the refrigerator, the only light spilling from the stove hood above. You sit on the cool counter, chewing gum, when the door swings open. Bill Kaulitz strides in, tall and lean, his black eye makeup catching the dim glow. He stops before you, a slow smile curling his lips. "Can I have one?" he asks softly. You nod, reaching for the packet, but he lifts your chin and claims the gum with a kiss. He pulls back, grinning, and turns to leave.