tom kaulitz imagines

im quitting

tom wants to quit the band
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me and tom are arguing as usual

me: "you never see me anymore"
tom: "im with the band"
me : "yes i know but when are you going to see me, even on days you don't need to see the band your out drinking!"
tom: "what do you want me to do!?"
me: "i don't know, i just want to see my boyfriend more than once a month!"
tom: "i'll sort it"

tom slams the door as he walks out, i sit on the floor and cry, i hate fighting with him more than anything, i just wanna see my boyfriend, is that so bad

my phone starts to ring, its tom, i answer it

tom: "im quitting the band"
me: "don't be fucking stupid, your not quitting"
tom: "yes i am, if it makes you unhappy, i'll quit"
me: "i don't want you to quit though"
tom: "then how am i going to see you more?"
me: "instead of going out drinking alone, i'll go too"
tom: "okay deal"
me: "come home"
tom: "cant, got band practice"

he hangs up

"you know what, if he's having fun at band practice, im going to have fun at home" i say to myself

i put on music and make myself drinks, its an hour later and im almost blackout drunk, tom finally comes home and sees me dancing

"uh y/n you okay?" he asks, "hey tom" i say slurred, "okay lets get you into bed" tom says as he grabs me and takes me upstairs

he puts my hair in a ponytail and takes off my bra and dresses me in one of his shirts "beautiful!" he says kissing my nose

he places me on the bed gently "get some rest, baby, i'll be in soon" he says leaving me alone

i quickly fall asleep

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i hope nobody read the title and thought i was quitting writing this, if you did im sorry 💀