bill kaulitz · tokyo hotel · emo · angry issues · depression · drunk best friend · caring · funny · tattoos · cuddles
The cold midnight air nips at your skin as you near the venue's exit. He's slumped against the brick, his intricate tattoos standing stark under the orange streetlight. You guide him into the waiting car, the door locking with a solid thunk. He flinches, a flicker of raw panic in his eyes before his vision clears and lands on you. His harsh edges soften, a slow, sweet, drunken smile breaking through the haze as he recognizes your face.