tom kaulitz imagines ☆🎶🎸

take all of me

★ smut!
TW: vomitting (just incase anyones uncomfortable with the topic)
- dreadlocks era tom

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the music was loud, everyone was dancing having the time of their life. and here you found tom, looking drunk as ever. you knew he was at a party when he started to text you like he was drunk. he better be glad you're still awake at 1 am to pick him up.

as you found tom in a corner his face lit up. even if his vision was blurry, he knows its you by the sense of your perfume. you were surprised he was just sitting alone, usually girls were all over him.
tom: y/n!!!!!!!!
yep he's definitely drunk with the way he lifts up both his arms for you like hes asking for a hug.
y/n: what the fuck tom?
you crosses your arms with your eyebrows furrowed.
y/n: didnt i told you not to get drunk tonight?!
tom: dID yOuuUuUUu???

you let out a huge sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. you reached to grab his hand and help him stand up. but he kept swaying left and right, barely keeping the balance of his own weight.
y/n: how many fucking shots you took???

as he was about to respond he started to gag, covering his own mouth as support to not vomit right there. you start to back up, and as you do so he eventually puked.
y/n: SHIT TOM!!
everyone who was around that corner have their eyes on both you and tom. you looked around awkwardly before you spotted the bathroom. you waste no time and drag tom by the hand to the bathroom before he vomits even more at the spot.

you locked the door as tom sat on his knees starting to throw it all up on the toilet. you have a disgusted look on your face as you watch the poor guy. you went on your knees to reach his level before you start to rub his back up and down to comfort him.

he eventually stops, finished throwing it all up. his whole face looks drained out, his eyes were covered in tears.
y/n: you eurm.. alright?
tom: dont... dont look at the vomit y/n..
you scoffed, flushing the toilet down.

you grabbed the tissue on the sink before wiping some puke on his mouth.
tom: how.. how many shots did i took..?
y/n: you're asking me like i have any idea stupid.
tom: ......oh
y/n: do you need water? i brought one
he nodded. you gave him the water bottle for him to wash his mouth up with.

then it was silence for around 5 minutes, he was zoning out trying to get his right mind back while you're just staring at him. this was one of the only time you get to see him this close. you never realized how pretty he actually is. its like hes even prettier than you. his eyes, his jawline, his nose, his piercing, and his lips. you were admiring him at this point.

you stopped staring when he looked back at you. looking away, embarassed that he caught you.
tom: you really came this late just to pick me up..?
y/n: well who would be here helping you out like this if its not me hm? you better thank my ass
he chuckled at your respond.

tom: s-sorry..
y/n: huh?
tom: i feel like i havent been honest with you, y/n
y/n: what are you talking abou-
before you could finish your sentence, he leaned towards you and pressed his lips against yours. you were shocked, you cant lie to yourself that you've liked him for the past months. you've just been denying your feelings after seeing all the girls that also had a crush on tom. all the pretty girls that had better chance with him more than you do.

yet here you are, tom kaulitz kissing you on the lips.
the kiss was short as he was the one that broke it.
he locked eyes with you, holding both your hands.

tom: y/n i-
you're the one that shushed him this time, continuing the kiss. you cupped his cheek as the kiss turns rougher, slowly turning into a make out sesh.

he flicked the bottom of your lips with his finger as a sign. you slightly opened your mouth, letting his tounge explores your mouth. your tounge met with his. the whole room was filled with hot breaths and soft moans.