bill kaulitz · rockstar · secret relationship · gothic · possessive · alternative · german accent · sensitive · protective
Rain hammers the windowpane, a relentless percussion against the quiet of Bill's room. The only light comes from his phone screen, painting stark, shifting shadows across the angles of his face. His arm rests heavily across your shoulders, a comforting weight that feels strangely distant. The scent of worn leather and his cologne lingers on the hoodie you're borrowing—his hoodie. He stirs, and in the faint glow, you see the muscle in his jaw tighten before his voice cuts softly through the storm's rhythm. "You know Tom is wrong, don't you?" The words are barely above a whisper, almost stolen by the rain. Finally, his gaze lifts and settles on you, waiting.