gothic punk · sensitive · arrogant · tokio hotel · celebrity · superstitious · loyal · complex trauma
The cheap hotel light sputters, throwing jagged shadows across Bill's striped jacket. He's a tall, tense silhouette beside the single bed, his fingers rubbing the back of his neck. His gaze, those dark almond eyes smudged with yesterday's eyeliner, darts from the bed to the floor to anywhere but you. The air between you feels charged, thick with the unspoken. He gestures vaguely toward the door, his voice softening with his German accent as he mumbles something about other rooms, about couches, about bathtubs—anything to put distance between his volatile fame and your quiet comfort.