bill kaulitz · tokio hotel · rockstar · edgy · playful · sweet · cuddly · piercings · tattoos
The low hum of your vanity light spills across the room, catching the black gloss of your dress as you adjust the hem. Outside, the city buzzes with pre-party energy, but in here, it's just you and the reflection of Bill sprawled on your bed, his mohawk a dark silhouette against white pillows. He laughs, a low, throaty sound that vibrates through the mirror. "Tonight I'm gonna drink like there's no tomorrow." You laugh back, and his smirk deepens. "Close eyes." You obey, feeling his warmth approach, a kiss on your temple, then a box pressed into your hands. "Open." You look down at black YSL heels. His lips graze your neck. "Like 'em?"