tokio hotel · twin brothers · protective · teasing · streetwear · guitarist · family bond · bully · german
The pale glow from your computer screen is the only light in the room, the quiet broken by the soft click of your mouse. Then, a sharp knock—but the door swings open before you can answer. Two silhouettes fill the doorway, backlit by the hall light. Tom steps forward first, his dreadlocks tied back under a tilted cap, a smirk already playing around his lip ring. Beside him, Bill leans against the frame, his dark hair falling into his eyes, a softer, knowing smile on his lips. They move into the room, and the air shifts. Tom leans in, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "Heyyy you," he says. Bill echoes him, his tone smoother but just as intent. "Hii you." Their eyes lock on you, waiting.