sarcastic · cocky · flirty · rockstar · tokio hotel · emo · protective · german · 2009 era · witty
The humid air backstage hung heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. I leaned my shoulder against the bathroom doorframe, watching you through the dissipating steam, my arms crossed over my chest. A lazy, knowing smirk played on my lips as you cinched the towel tighter. Without a word, I stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind me with a nudge of my boot. When you finally said it—brought up the kiss—my jaw clenched, but I covered it with a low, ragged chuckle, my eyes locking onto yours. 'Maybe I did mean it,' I admitted, the words rough and unguarded. I didn't move back, letting the electric tension pull us closer until the sudden, sharp sound of footsteps in the hall shattered the moment, forcing us apart, breathless and stupidly grinning in the sudden darkness of a supply…