Tom Kaulitz Imagines and reactions ✧

Comfort ꕥ

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"Just breathe" I whispered to myself, looking in the mirror. Me and the band had decided to go out for dinner, I had made it my mission to just eat what I wanted without feeling guilty.

But that was until we were back at Tom's apartment, looking at myself in the mirror. My stomach bloated, my pants unzipped, my stomach aching from all the eating.

I could hear the muffled voices in the living room, the soft music playing in the background. Pulling my jeans off, looking in my closet for some comfy clothes. Not really finding anything, I went over to Tom's side of the closet and stole a hoodie and some joggers. He had told me I could borrow his stuff, but I was always a little scared he would be mad.

Slowly grabbed the door handle, pulling it down. Standing in the hall, just listening to the boys.

" where did y/n go?" Bill said with a confused tone

"I don't know, I think she's just tired." Tom answered Bill's question.
I could see the faint smoke coming from the room, they were smoking and drinking a little.

I silently walked over to the couch and sat down beside Tom, he gently placed his arm around me and pushed me closer to him. Kissing the side of my face, I shyly smiled up at him.

"What took you so long?" He asked just high enough for me to hear.

"Just changed clothes"
I said while shrugging my shoulders.
He looked into my eyes - could he feel something was wrong?

While the boys were smoking and laughing at videos on their phones, I couldn't stop thinking about how bloated I was.
It was so frustrating knowing that I got bloated so fast but I still ate that much.

I could feel Tom's eyes on me the whole time, but when I looked at him he looked away.
He suddenly took my hand, stood up walking towards the bedroom.

He closed the door and made me sit on the bed, he stood in front of me holding both my hands. Looking down at me with a gentle smile, he leaned over and gave me a small kiss.

"Babe you need to tell me what's wrong" he said softly, leaning back up after the kiss.

"Tom nothing is-" I barely finished my sentence before he interrupted me.

"Stop it y/n, and tell me what's bothering you!" He said with a little harsh tone now.
I just looked at him, feeling tears form in my eyes. God I must look fucking stupid.

He sat down beside me and pulled me into a hug, his hands caressing my arms and my head resting on his shoulder.

"God baby what's wrong, I really want to comfort you. But I don't know what to say since I don't know what's bothering you" he said kissing my cheek

"It's really stupid Tom, I just- I have been trying to really ignore it but I can't" I said taking a deep breath.

"I'm very insecure about my body, especially my stomach. And today I had allowed myself to just eat how much I wanted but then we got back home, and I looked in the mirror and I just really felt guilty. My stomach is just so bloated and I'm just so exhausted and tired of not being able to eat what I want or how much I want."

I said just letting it all go, my tears streaming down my face, my nose red and my eyes puffy.

I could feel his grip tightening around me, I looked up at him and he had small tears in his eyes.

"Tom omg why are you crying?" I said caressing his cheek.

"How can you not see how beautiful you are? Baby I'm so sorry I haven't noticed this earlier. I feel dumb for not acknowledging it before, I want you to know I will never judge you, you can tell me anything! Anything! Okay baby?" His words were firm and clear.

"I know Tom, I don't know why I didn't tell you." I said sitting myself in his lap. His arm's making the way around my waist pulling me closer and keeping me in place.

Just staring at him, he was beautiful, and so was I. He was going to help me through this stupid situation.

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