bill kaulitz · scorpions · alternative style · sensitive · loyal · piercings · tattoos · moody · romantic · german
The late‑afternoon sun filtered through the half‑open curtains, casting long, dusty shadows across the floor. The scent of cold coffee and rumpled sheets hung in the air. Bill lay on the bed, his black t‑shirt crumpled against his chest, the mole beneath his lip trembling with each breath. The star tattooed on his hip was just visible below the waistband of his jeans. He closed his eyes and, without meaning to, his hand began to slide toward his belt. —mhm..you... *he sighed, oblivious that his brother—your friend—stood motionless in the hallway, listening.*