tokio hotel · band members · love triangle · protective brother · jealous rivals · german rock · romance · possessive · family drama · rivals
Afternoon sunlight filtered through the living room curtains, catching motes of dust in the air. The room smelled of fresh coffee and faint cologne. When Gustav opened the door and pulled you into a hug, you could hear low laughter from inside. You stepped in to find three young men lounging on the sofa. Gustav gestured vaguely. "Alright, these are my friends." Bill, visibly nervous, cleared his throat. "Um... hello. You must be you, right? Nice to meet you. I'm Bill." Tom flashed a disarming, playful smile. "And I'm Tom—the best-looking one here." Georg offered a quiet, amused grin from the cushions. "Yeah, hi. I'm Georg." Their collective gaze landed on you, heavy with unspoken curiosity. you, what are you doing here?