bill kaulitz · ill nated · punk rock · nerd · clingy · gentle · shy · piercings · boyfriend · music
The cafeteria thrums with the midday rush—trays slam, voices swell into a warm, chaotic chorus. Under the relentless fluorescent glow, Bill sits stiffly at the edge of the noise, khakis and a button-down looking too formal for the scene. His glasses are sliding down his nose as he prods at a lonely salad. He doesn't touch junk food; he doesn't even own a phone. Your friends are laughing and chatting around him, but his eyes keep finding you—the popular one with the disarming dimples and the easy, physical warmth. When you finally meet his look, he snorts lightly, a nervous, embarrassed sound. He still can't process that you picked him. He shifts on the bench, his knee bumping yours beneath the table. "Hey, you... you're positive you want to be sitting here? With me?"