Now I'm a fan - Bill Kaulitz fanfic

Comforting

Reaching Bill's room he opens the door and lets me in.

"sooo," I say. "What did you bring me up here for?"

My mind was racing in all the wrong directions.

"Come over here," he replies.

I follow over to him and he opens his closet.

"Pick a shirt," he tells me.

"huh?" I question.

"Look at your shirt."

Looking down at my clothes it was really covered head to toe in flour.

"Oh," I reply.

I'm a little bummed out this is the only reason I'm up here, but I can't let him know that.

I plaster a smile on my face and walk closer towards the closet.

"This is the perfect time for me to rate your fashion taste," I say.

I begin skimming through his closet looking up and down, rating a few pieces here and there like,

"This skull shirt is a solid 6. A little but basic."

"hey," he tells. "That was from such a long time ago."

I playfully rôle my eyes and keep searching.

"You know you're here to find a shirt not analyze my whole wardrobe," Bill says.

"I can totally do both," I reply.

"Well I myself need a shirt," Bill says. "You're not the only one who got messy."

"oops," I say with a smile.

I start to narrow down my selection, but I am a bit stuck between this cross pleated white shirt or this stripped shirt.

I turn around with both shirts in hand.

"Hey, which one do you think I should wear?" I ask.

"Yea," he replies. "What do you need?"

"I just wanted to ask which shirt I should wear," I say holding up both options.

"The striped one," Bill replies with a smile on his face.

"Thanks," I tell him exiting the room to change.

It only took a couple of seconds and without thinking I enter back into the room.

"You know this shirt," I say before abruptly stopping.

I looked up from the shirt and see bill shirtless in the room. I tried not to be obvious but a smile escaping.

I was eying his upper body, when he finished removing the rest of his shirt from above his head.

"Oh shit," he said. "You scared me."

"That v-line scared me. That's such a nice v-line."

"Thanks, I try," Bill says in a sarcastic way.

I playfully roll my eyes before walking towards him.
"Can I touch?"

Bill slightly nods.

I glide my fingers along his stomach following his v-line.

"Your skin is so soft," I tell him while I turn my head up towards his face.

I could see his face heating up, so I let out a soft smile.

Using my free hand I caressed his face.

Brushing my thumb back and forth across his face he leans in to kiss me. I'm so ready for this moment I close my eyes.

Then all of a sudden his phone rings. So he pulls away from me.

"I should get that," Bill says clearing his throat.

I watch him grab his phone and flip it over, "It's the time for the cookies."

Never did I think I would be upset at cookies being ready.

"Oh, yea," I say. "Let's go."

"I'll be right down after I get a shirt on," Bill replies.

I chuckle and head out the room.

When I finally reach the kitchen I grab some mittens and remove the cookies from the oven placing them on the counter.

"Ooo," Tom says eying the cookies.

I saw him reach for one,  "Careful there hot."

Guess I said it too slow.

"Ow!" Tom winces.

I let out a stifled laughter then I see Bill come down to the kitchen.

"What's so funny?" he asks.

"Just Tom burning himself."

Bill starts to laugh too.

"Not funny," Tom tells.

"Sure sure," I reply. "Just come back in like 5 minutes for one."

I turn away from the twins and grab a popcorn, placing it in the microwave to cook.

"Bill let's take cookies and watch a movie," I say pressing start on the microwave.

"Okay!" He chirps up. "But I get to pick."

I nod grabbing a bowl for the popcorn and a plate for the cookies.

"Go set up a movie, I'll be right there."

I quick set everything up leaving a couple cookies for Tom. I walk with everything in hand to Bill on the couch, placing everything on the coffee table in front.

"Look I got us a blanket," Bill days pointing it out.

"Thanks!" I say excitedly. "What movie did you pick."

"Spider-Man."

"No way," I say shocked.

"What?" bill asks concerned. "You don't like Spider-Man? We don't have to watch it if you don't want to."

"No I love Spider-Man. I just didn't take you as a marvel fan."

"Everyone loves marvel."

"You'd be shocked how many don't."

I get under the blanket with Bill, grabbing the cookies.

"Press play."

The intro starts playing and I take a bite of the cookies.

"This is so good. Have a bite."

Bill comes and takes a bite of my cookie.

"Hey you could've grabbed your own!"

"I wanted yours though."

"Suree."

I split the cookie in half placing one half in Bill's mouth.

-•-

The movie has been playing for quite a while now. I lay my head on Bill's shoulder, getting a little sleepy.

Next thing I know Bill pulls me in closer to the point we were cuddling. I decided to wrap my arms around his waist snuggling in his neck.

"This was fun," Bill says. "Next time we can make my mom's special cookie recipe."

I nod in agreement.

I don't know if he was caught up in the moment but he comes down and kisses my forehead.

"Hopefully next time it's on the lips," Bill says.