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T. KAULITZ X READER

warnings! : angst, explicit language, implied smut and use of y/n!

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The sound of the bell rang in your ears, you winced as you heard the squeaks of shoes rushing out of the classroom, students quickly heading to the last period of the day.

You stared down at your phone debating if you should walk up to him again.

Ever since he got back from touring he stopped talking to you and it was draining you inside, you missed him.

You missed him.

You knew whatever it was you had wasn't serious, to him anyway; but your heart wanted it to be, You knew it wasn't his fault as the whole system was something you set up in the first place.

You fucked up that night, you knew it, you just didn't expect him to take it the way he did, it'd been nearly three months, and he was still as distant as ever.

Hardly a simple sentence left his lips when he talked to you.

Not even a simple text, he wasn't the same, whatever you had, was close to nothing now.

You walked behind him as quickly as possible, you finally gained the courage to speak to him. Your body shivered, and your heart raced, why did you care so much?

You walked beside him tapping his shoulder gently, he was completely unfazed. “Tom, wait up!" You called out looking at him, his height making you have to tilt your head up just to look at his face, he continued to walk, his strides slowing down slightly,

"Hm? Oh hello y/n." He uttered not even meeting your eyes. You swallowed dryly still striding behind him.

"So. Do you wanna meet? At my place, or something." You mumbled, hoping to at least get a glimpse of his eyes.

"Oh. No thanks." He spoke. Still not meeting your eyes, he quickly, turned back to Bill, who turned back to you, his eyebrows furrowed, you merely shrugged,

You’d do anything to just spend a second with him again, you only ever met to hook up, that's how it worked between you two, from the very beginning to the end,

The thing is, last time you met, you got carried away, your heart knew something you didn't, and it didn't end well.

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Your heartfelt palpable, every groan that left his lips made you want to turn yourself into him even more, he was addictive, every single part of him.

His moaning drove you insane, it didn't matter how much you denied it you knew deep down that he drove you insane in the best way possible.

“Tom— I’m so close.”

You felt your body twitch, gripping his dreads with all the might in your body, he planted a small kiss onto your jaw, making you blush internally and externally, it felt gentle and sweet, he was being gentle for a moment, and that made you want more than just a fling.

“Hold on for a little longer.”

His voice sounded scarce, making you want him to claim you even more,

“I can't- Tom I can't—”

He hushed you, aggressively searching for his high and before you knew it you were climaxing, your moans increased intensely, and you both finished together, riding out your high slowly,

In a hushed whisper, you gripped his body tighter, “I love you.”

Before you could react, he'd completely removed himself from you, you sat there, looking at him in confusion.

“I should leave.”

“What?”

—

You gulped, you rushed up to him yet again, holding onto his backpack trying not to be left behind due to how fast he was walking.

You stared at him. Before murmuring a new sentence. "Tom, can we please talk?”

He slightly licked his lips, his eyes not even meeting yours, he let out a sigh, and before he spoke the warning bell rang.

"I'm late for class.” He muttered, you sighed, knowing that he probably wasn't even paying attention to you. Holding back embarrassment and tears, you waited for a moment, watching him and Bill walk into the classroom.

It sucked even more because he was in the same class as you. You were debating transferring because it was too much to just watch him knowing that it wasn't the same anymore.

He sat at his desk which wasn't too far from yours, except that his back was facing you.

You gulped away tears as you blinked rapidly knowing that all the time spent with him was truly nothing now because he could barely even look at you now.

It was killing you inside.

You stared at him for a quick moment, before unlocking your phone.

You opened your chats, your face dropping even more realizing that the last time he even responded to a text was a month ago.

Mop head

It's okay if you don't want to hang out with me yk, you can say no.

read at 1:38 pm

You scoffed looking up from your phone you realized the teacher was starting the lesson

You put your phone in your pocket, still glancing at Tom from afar, you swallowed dryly looking away and turning your attention to the teacher speaking.

"You all have a warm-up! It's in your Google Drive! You have fifteen minutes to complete it." The teacher spoke, rather loudly.

The students nodded and opened up their laptops. You sighed pulling your laptop out of your backpack.

You looked back up, your eyes meeting Tom’s. He pointed at his phone, signaling you to check it.

You shook your head, looking away from him. But out of the corner of your eye, you could tell his jaw had stiffened up.

He turned back around. Focus on your work as you did the same.

You typed out a response on your computer, finishing a couple of minutes before the given time. You gave in unlocking your phone.

Tom

It's okay if you don't want to hang out with me yk, you can say no.

read at 1:38 pm

It's just weird now y/n.

Oh come on, now your ignoring me?

y/n?

answer the phone.

y/n?

read at 1:43 pm

Shut up.

What?

You're the one acting desperate.

Tom, you've been dodging me for months.

it's not my fault okay?

stop being an asshole Tom.

It's not gonna get you anywhere. You've changed.

read at 1:48 pm

Fucking asshole. You thought, though you did miss him, and all you wanted was for him to just treat you like his again.

Even if you weren't his from the start.

you didn't want him to treat you like a stranger.

You looked up from your phone, finally listening to the teacher. As he explained, the assignment.

You guessed the teacher was out of it, as he just gave you guys a couple of pages of work and once it was finished he'd just tell you to use your phones or something.

As he passed out the packet you kept noticing Tom glancing at you every couple of seconds.

You glared at him. Trying to come off as tough. But you just wanted to break down.

You sat at your desk, closing your computer, and you grabbed your mechanical pencil clicking the end rather often.

You started to write on the paper. You know, the basics, date, period, name.

You stared at the paper, starting to answer the first section. You just worked on the first problem and all of a sudden the empty seat beside you was now occupied Tom.

"What do you want?" You asked, not meeting his eyes as you fiddled with the edge of the packet. Nervousness spreads through your veins.

The tears forced themselves to spill.

"Can we talk?" He asked. Probably looking at you as he spoke. But you avoided his words and eyes.

"No. You've had your chances." You spoke. Rather surprised at how coldly your sentence was spoken.

He scooted closer to you, touching your forearm as he began to speak again. "Come on n/n-" you cut him off by shoving his hand off you.

Even though you wanted to deny it. You missed the warmth of his hand more than anything.

"Don't call me that. We're nothing, you made it clear that night." You muttered.

You turned your attention back to your paper, moving on to what was now the third question.

He sighed, now facing the side. He continued, over and over again before speaking again.

"Come on. n/- y/n. Come on. Talk to me." Tom mumbled looking at you. Hoping you'd at least look at him.

"Leave me alone Tom." You muttered, not even turning to look at him. He sighed. Walking over to his desk yet again.

You watched him through your eyelashes as he sat in the chair, Bill nudging him.

They turned to talk, you knew it was about you,

You continued to watch him, and soon tears began to spill from your eyes, your chest rising as you tried to catch your breath.

You put your head down. Probably soaking your packet with tears, for an unrequited love that wasn't even worth it.

You felt your phone going off again. But you continued to ignore it as more tears fell from your eyes.

You sniffled, crying into the sleeves of your hoodie, just wanting to get more of the sadness over with so you wouldn't deal with it later.

You suddenly felt a hand on your back and you quickly sat up swaying the hand away, you gulped, your eyes meeting his.

"Tom just leave me alone. I'm begging you." You mumbled, staring at him as he stared at you in shock.

"Why are you crying?" He asked, staring at you with sympathy, but all you could see was pity.

And man did you fucking hate pity.

You scoffed shaking your head, "It doesn't matter. Okay?” You raised your voice, making him flinch and making about half of the people around you notice.

You stood up leaving everything except your phone,

Mop Head

I haven't changed at all.

y/n.

answer the phone

Stop acting like I'm not here

y/n. Answer my texts.

sent at 2:01 pm

n/n. I just wanna make sure you're okay. Where

are you?

y/n.

y/n, I have your backpack, and things.

I'm worried n/n.

read at 2:13 pm

Leave me alone for a couple of seconds.

y/n

where are you?

Why would you care? Leave me alone.

I'm not joking where are you?

I'm looking for you.

Shut up. Leave me alone. Quit pretending to give a fuck. You're the one who stopped talking to me. So just stop Tom.

y/n I do give a fuck.

read at 2:17 pm

You sighed, slumping down on some lockers in a random hall, you knew he would find you eventually.

Or maybe a teacher would find you first, and tell you to go back to class, or even ask you what was up.

You gulped, staring at the ground as you continued to cry, you didn't even know why you were crying.

Maybe it was because you wanted to hate him, but in reality, you just missed him.

Or maybe you were crying because you were angry.

Or who knows? Maybe even everything happening. But deep down, you knew that you were crying because you never expected to lose him,

You cried softly as you heard the squeak of shoes, and before you knew it you heard a very familiar voice.

"Shit, I've been looking for you everywhere," Tom mumbled as he slumped beside you.

"Hey. Don't cry." He mumbled, he tried to grab your face with his palm but you shoved it away.

"Just. Leave me alone." You muttered, as he sat beside you, "No." He mumbled looking at you, his eyes were filled with guilt and worry.

"Fine! Then I'll leave.” You muttered rather loudly as you yanked your backpack away from him, you began to walk away leaving him stranded in the hall.

You knew he wasn't following you as you could no longer hear your name being called out, nor the sound of shoes squeaking.

#tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel #kaulitz twins #angst #implied smut

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B. KAULITZ X READER

warnings ; explicit language, smoking, kissing, use of y/n,

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— "She's been in a daze for the last fifteen minutes I don't know how to get her back."

"Have you tried sticking a straw in her ear?"

"Why the hell would I do that?"

"You're no fun Georg—"

"Fine i'll do it!"

"What the hell dude!" I yelled, My ear tickled, I watched Tom bend over and start laughing,

His body shook as he laughed, I slumped further into the chair, watching as Georg silently laughed.

"I told you it'd work!" Tom yelped, his body soon settling into a chair beside me, he flicked my forehead, making me glare at him.

"Alright—" Georg took a deep breath as he stopped laughing, sitting beside me as well.

"What do you two want?" I asked, noticing how they both looked at me with a stern look, I raised a brow.

"Why'd you come over if you are just going to day dream all day?" Tom asked, digging into his pockets for what i'm assuming is a pack of gum.

I bit the inside of my cheek, "I'm not!- I'm not daydreaming.. I'm just thinking." I murmured.

"Womp womp.."

"Same fucking thing."

I rolled my eyes, rubbing my arms as I felt goosebumps grow over my skin. My entire body quivered as memories from Thursday replayed in my head over and over again.

"Can we head down to the studio later, we want you to fix up some of Bill's lyrics and maybe tweak around with my guitar, I just don't know how to make it match the new song." Georg asked, making me cough.

"oh— wait.. you want me to fix up some of Bill's lyrics?" I asked, wiping my mouth.

"Yeah?.. You've done it before.." Georg questioned, I glared at him.

"Is Bill gonna be there?" I asked, pushing some of my hair away from my eyes.

"Obviously he's part of the band yeah?.." I bit my tongue.

"Okay fine ye- yeah." I mumbled, nervous to see Bill because of the way we'd left things at the rink.

I stood up and grabbed my bag, scurrying to slip on my shoes.

"You're leaving already?" Tom asked, folding his hands over each other.

"Yeah- yeah I.. pfft... I forgot about an uh assignment due uh.. today! Yeah today!" I exclaimed, rushing to the door.

"Why is she acting so fucking weird?" Tom asked, Georg laughed.

"Your twin is why." Georg mumbled.

"Why would Bill have anything to do with her acting like a total idiot?" Tom asked, his hands now digging far into his pockets for a stick of gum.

"They have a little bit of a situation-ship going on." Georg mumbled. Tom choked on the stick of gum he had begun chewing, his eyes widening as he coughed.

"Eh- what?" Tom asked, regaining his breath.

"They have a situation ship, it's been going on since last year." Georg mumbled.

Tom's eyes went white.

"WHAT!?"

Georg laughed.

"I think it's about time you knew since no one told you." Georg mumbled.

"You guys are unbelievable. I can't believe no one mentioned it. Especially Bill!" Tom complained, grumbling as he chewed on his bottom lip.

"We thought you pieced it up by now." Georg mumbled.

"No?!"

"Oh come on don't get so prissy now!"

"Prissy are you serious!?"

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— "Why is her head so far up her ass recently?"

"Don't say that.."

"Bill you have no say in this."

"Someone just snap her back I need her help with this next line."

"You do it!"

"Fuck off Gus!"

"I'll do it just shut it."

"Hey, y/n, Georg needs your help with something." Bill mumbled, shaking me lightly.

I blinked a couple times, slightly jumping as I saw him face to face with me, he smiled softly.

"Hey.." He mumbled with a smile. I swallowed hard looking from his eyes to his lips.

I bit down on my bottom lip, I could've sworn my face heated up.

"Hey, yeah sorry i've just- i've been lost in thought." I mumbled. Bill nodded, He stepped away to go scribble more things into his notebook and I made my way beside Georg.

"Okay.. What do you need." I asked him.

Georg scoffed, "I need your head in reality not wonderland. Just talk to him if your head is so far up your ass."

I glared at him, snatching his music sheets away from him.

"He doesn't even know what he wants so what's the point." I mumbled, looking over his notes.

"Georg a whole note wouldn't fit here use an eighth note instead." I mumbled, erasing it and replacing it with another note.

"He knows what he wants y/n." Georg mumbled ignoring my correction.

I shook my head, reading over his other notes.

" He just has an inability to express his feelings. "

"Big words you chose to use there." I muttered, licking my lips as I corrected a couple more things and even annotated to show how they match the lyrics.

"Come on you need to grow a pair too." Georg mumbled, looking over the now freshly annotated sheet, strumming his guitar as he looked at the notes.

"Shut up." I muttered, throwing his pencil at him. I stood up and began walking towards the back doors, I grabbed my coat and beanie and made my way out the door. I sat on some nearby bricks, digging into my pockets for a pack of camels.

I dug further into my pocket finding my lighter, carefully I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, licking my lips slightly before putting it in my mouth and shoving the pack and lighter back into my pockets,

I shivered softly, taking a long drag from the cigarette, letting out an exasperated sigh as the smoke left my lips.

"Since when do you smoke?"

His voice echoed through my ears, I swallowed hard, taking another drag from the cigarette.

"College.. Just stresses me out more than high-school ever did." I mumbled, Bill chuckled softly, sitting beside me his beanie making his hair stick to his face.

Bill licked his lips, gently grabbing the cigarette between my lips.

"May I?"

I nodded, he grinned, taking the cigarette away and putting it between his lips, taking a long drag before letting the smoke leave his lips, gently dusting off some of the ash.

"Are the guys stressing you out?" Bill asked, I sighed, but I nodded softly.

"Yeah. A little."

Bill chuckled, I nudged him.

"Fine.. A lot. Just been pretty serious lately." I mumbled.

I took the cigarette away from him, taking another long drag, I looked at him for a second before blowing the smoke out of my lips.

I rested my head on his shoulder, he was startled I could tell, But after a couple seconds he settled down, he began wrapping one of his arms around me, his nails tickling me slightly.

He took the cigarette back and took another drag, blowing the smoke out slightly. Somehow he didn't react to the cold that much. It may just be because he's used to it.

I admired how red his face was. It suited him.

Looking at him for this long felt wrong, but It also felt so right. He was my poison, He hurt me but the admiration and love only grew.

My heart yearned for him.

I watched him take another drag of the cigarette, His eyes shut momentarily.

The smoke slowly left his lips.

He looked so pretty under the moon, he had this glint in his eyes, this shine to his face, his pale skin made him even more alluring.

Every second with him was worth something to me. It was worth everything.

I watched his hand fall, the cigarette being put out by the snow, He turned to look at me and without warning, He cupped my face gently, his other hand slowly tracing up and down my back to finally cup my face.

Both of his hands held my face, his eyes, looking away, back at me again, and then at my lips.

I opened my mouth to speak, but he shook his head, I swallowed hard, my body ached.

His hands still felt warm despite the cold, His breath hitched.

"Just let me look at you for a moment yeah?"

My heart almost instantly started to race.

I swallowed hard, my eyes darting left to right avoiding his eyes.

"Bill—"

He didn't say anything, He just looked at me, one of his hands dropped, tracing all the way down my neck and landing on my shoulder.

He squeezed it slightly, I watched him bite down on the inside of his cheek, he leaned forward, his breath tickling my neck.

"Sorry.."

Was all he mumbled, and before I knew it his lips had connected with mine. My breath hitched slightly, my eyes shutting slowly.

His hand tightened on my arm, making me deepen the kiss even further, he pulled away momentarily, catching his breath before he pushed his lips onto mine even harder.

I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, making me gasp slightly, his other hand dropped, roaming my torso.

"Closer."

He mumbled, making my whole body ache.

I swallowed hard, bringing my hands to surround the nape of his neck.

I felt all his hairs, small goosebumps trailed all over him, he pulled away kissing my cheek gently, his lips quivered slightly.

His tongue collided with my neck, swirling around for a second, he planted a small kiss before beginning to bite gently with his teeth, sucking softly.

An involuntary whine left my lips. I gripped his hair gently, not to hurt him but for some sort of support.

"It's- going to be noticeable.."

"Shh.. I know—"

My breath grew heavy, I shut my eyes to gain some sort of composure, my hands weakly gripping his clothing.

He pulled away from my neck, smoothing out the spot, he looked me in the eyes, they were filled with desperation and desire.

He bit his lip gently, connecting our lips yet again. This time it was more slow and gentle, he was trying to regain his own composure.

"What the fuck you said you'd get her not make out with her!"

Bill pulled away, my face slowly hiding behind him, I palmed my hands over my face embarrassed.

"Hey Georg.." I mumbled.

"Don't fucking ' hey ' me get your ass inside I need you to put some knowledge into Tom's brain!" Georg complained.

I rolled my eyes, I could see Bill's gentle smile, I smiled at him, I kissed his cheek, before standing up and walking back into the studio.

#tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer #kaulitz twins #girl and boy #couple kissing

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