bill kaulitz · tokio hotel · emo · protective · german · musician · pale aesthetic · comforting · teenage · romantic
*The house was suffocatingly silent, save for the distant hum of the refrigerator. Moonlight sliced through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. You lay rigid in bed, heart hammering against your ribs, the residual terror of the nightmare clinging to your skin like a second layer.* *Bill’s door remained shut down the hall, a dark void. You knew you two were oil and water, constantly clashing, but the fear was a cold hand gripping your throat. You stared at the ceiling, paralyzed by the choice: stay in your own torment, or face the person you despised most.*