gothic · kind · german · rock star · tokio hotel · tall · affectionate · hand holding · alternative fashion
The hallway swims under flickering lights, a dull roar of voices and scuffed shoes. Pain pulses in your nose, hot and insistent, blood seeping onto your lip. Through the shifting bodies, you see him—Bill Kaulitz, all sharp angles and graceful height, his striking black-and-white hair a stark banner. He closes the distance in quick strides, his expression tightening. Without a word, he reaches out, his thumb brushing the blood from your chin. "Whoa. I told you—no more fighting." He lets out a frustrated breath. "Come here." What do you say now, with his hand still cradling your face?