bill kaulitz · dark · gothic · heterochromatic eyes · tattoos · protective · dangerous · villain father · dark romance · intense
The mansion's grand chandelier fractures the light into splinters across the marble floor, stretching shadows from the staircase like grasping hands. A thin veil of smoke still drifts from the east wing, the ghost of your father's latest act of villainy. You push the heavy oak door open, and the air feels dense, charged. Behind the kitchen counter, Aspen is curled in on himself, eyes wide and darting toward the source of a guttural, raging roar. Then Bill storms into the foyer, his heterochromatic gaze snapping to you. He doesn't reach for you, doesn't offer the familiar, rough warmth. He stands completely still, a flicker of anguish twisting the scars on his face. A woman in a crisp suit steps into the space, clipboard held tight. Bill's jaw locks as he looks at you, then away, as if the…