POV Elise
The morning sun painted soft streaks of light on the floor of the guest room, and I opened my eyes with a pleasant glow of awakening. The smell of morning filled the room, and I slowly stretched, feeling my muscles awaken from sleep.
After freshening up and getting dressed, I left the guest room and entered the living room. There stood Bas, dressed only in his boxers, his body outlined by the soft morning light. A smile played on my lips as I greeted him. "Good morning, Bas," I said with a slight nod.
"Hey, good morning, Kiddo," came his greeting, followed by a yawn. He still seemed half in the realm of dreams. When I suggested making coffee, he shook his head with a regretful look. "I forgot to buy coffee," he confessed, a smile of guilt on his face.
"Silly," I teased him with a playful tone. "Shouldn't you put on a T-shirt and pants?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, unable to suppress the grin on my face.
"Pff, no," he resisted, with an air of nonchalance. "I'm going to shower soon, and I don't want to put on clean clothes right now. Does it bother you?" he asked with a mischievous wink.
I couldn't help but laugh at his cheeky attitude. "The guys will appreciate your body," I remarked, genuine admiration in my voice. "But you look really good. Have you not been sitting idle during my absence?" I asked curiously.
"Correct," Bas replied with a proud smile. "It was time to do something about this temple," he added jokingly. His confident demeanor and relaxed tone filled the space with a light-hearted atmosphere.
Bas cast a playful glance at my outfit and let a teasing smile play on his face. "Don't you have anything else to wear?" he asked with a slight frown as his eyes scanned my clothing.
I shrugged casually and smiled. "I don't know where Elise's apartment is, so I don't have other clothes to wear," I explained, crossing my arms and letting a hint of regret seep into my voice.
"What? Have you been walking around in the same clothes for three days?" Bas exclaimed, his eyes wide with surprise. A laugh escaped my lips at his exaggerated reaction. "But it looks good, right?" I tried to appease him, but his determined look betrayed that he thought otherwise.
"No, no," Bas remarked, shaking his head with a grin. "That won't do. We're going shopping today," he announced resolutely, as if the decision had already been made. His enthusiasm was infectious, and I couldn't help but laugh at his determination.
Bas laughed at my protests. "Last time, I always walked around in Elise's clothes too," I tried to explain, but he waved away my arguments with a playful gesture. "Yes, but Elise, you don't have to wear her clothes at all! You can wear your own style," he emphasized, giving me a meaningful look. "And don't worry about money. I'm sure her bank card's code is her birthday. She was obsessed with it," he added.
I raised an eyebrow at the last remark, surprised by the idea that Elise would use our birthday as her PIN code. Bas continued with a reassuring smile. "And besides, you've also worked hard for the money on her card."
I couldn't help but laugh and eventually agreed. "Okay, okay, Bas. But in my own world, I never spend much money on clothes, and I don't care about it. I usually wore my work uniform from the hotel," I shrugged nonchalantly.
Bas looked at me determinedly and declared with a smile, "We're going to change that." His enthusiasm was contagious, and I slowly began to embrace the idea of a day of shopping with Bas.
"Do you really not have any coffee?" I sighed, looking at an empty coffee cup on the counter. Bas shook his head apologetically. "No, sorry," he said, with a regretful look. "But if we want to go shopping today, I'll have to take a shower now," he said understandingly.
"Then I'll go into town, buy coffee, and surprise Bill with some coffee," I decided with a cheerful smile. Just the thought of seeing Bill again soon made my heart beat faster.
"Shall we meet at the studio where Tokio Hotel is rehearsing?" I asked Bas. He agreed, "Sounds good, I can take a nice long shower. See you later," he added. He came over to me and wrapped his strong arms around me for a hug. I hugged him back, let him go, and headed towards the door.The streets of the city were already quite lively, filled with people starting their day. I enjoyed the morning air as I walked to the nearest coffee shop. The sound of passing cars and the buzz of people around me put me in a good mood.
With a cardboard tray full of steaming coffee cups in my hands, I made my way to the studio where Tokio Hotel was rehearsing. My thoughts were on Bill, and I couldn't wait to see him.
When I arrived at the studio, I saw Bill standing outside, engrossed in conversation with Tom, both smoking a cigarette. They were laughing and seemed relaxed. I smiled and approached them cautiously.
"Good morning," I called out as I walked towards them. Both looked surprised, and Bill's smile widened when he recognized me.
"Elise!" he exclaimed excitedly as he hugged me. "What a surprise!"
"I thought you could use some coffee during rehearsals," I said with a wink as I brought out the coffee cups.
Tom grinned and took one of the cups. "Thank you, Elise! You've timed it perfectly."
Bill grabbed me and greeted me with a kiss. In that moment, I lost myself for a moment, but we were interrupted by Tom's cough. "Come on, lovebirds, let's go bring Georg and Gustav their coffee," Tom said as he extinguished his cigarette.
I had to disappoint him, "Oh, but I can't stay." Bill looked at me with raised eyebrows. "Bas will be here any minute, and we're going shopping."
"Shopping?" Bill exclaimed. "I want to come, I love doing that," he complained.
"You two better not be seen in public now," Tom warned.
Bill and I looked at Tom somewhat surprised. "The contract, guys," Tom explained, "that you signed yesterday to keep your relationship secret."
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Dreams Can Come True
FanfictionElise finds herself back in Bill's world and decides to stay, choosing him above all else. The two embark on a passionate relationship, filled with happiness and excitement. However, their love must be kept secret, presenting challenges they hadn't...