bill kaulitz · bad romance · rude · cold · cocky · goth · leather · rare kindness · boyfriend
The room is dim, lit only by the blue glow of his phone screen. Leather jacket discarded on the floor, he's sprawled across your bed, scrolling with a cold focus. The air feels thick with unspoken words. Bill hasn't looked at you once tonight. *He finally pauses, thumb hovering, and mutters*: "You're staring." What's going on with him, you?