Kaulitz Twins X Reader Oneshots

Drawings (🎤🦋⛈️📚🌹)

Quick A/N: I'm making Y/N an artist in this for the sake of the story

H/L = hair length
H/C = hair colour
E/C = eye colour

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(Y/N's POV)

I sat in class, drawing in my little sketchbook. I was doing some realism practice and my subject was... Bill.

Bill and I weren't exactly... Friends... But we weren't enemies! (That was a lie we totally are).

Anyways, it was weird for me to be drawing him, but I could get away with it as I drew a lot of random people... Also, I had to admit that he was pretty and definitely sketchbook worthy... And I had an itty bitty crush on him. I just had to make sure that he didn't see me or my drawings.

I was sketching away, not paying much attention to my surroundings when I felt a hand on my shoulder and I jumped, slamming my sketchbook shut out of reflex. I looked at the person who had touched me and to my surprise (and horror), it was the one and only Bill Kaulitz.

"What do you want?" I asked him, a hint of sass in my voice as I gave him a questioning look.

He just looked at me, staying completely silent.

'Odd...' I thought to myself as he continued to stare at me for a few more seconds before finally speaking.

"Can I borrow a pencil?" He asked, glancing down at my closed sketchbook.

I raised a brow at his words. He's asking me for a pencil? This is very odd.

"Do I look like a pencil case to you?" I asked him with a sassy tone. This was usually the way we'd talk to each other.

"No..." He spoke quietly, his gaze drifting down a little. Then he turned and quietly walked back to his seat without saying another word.

I watched him walk back, his feet almost dragging behind him as his head hung a little low. Something was wrong with him. He didn't insult me back or even shoot me a look. He just... Walked away.

He sat down in his chair and looked down at the table, his hands cupped in his lap. Tom tried talking to him but Bill didn't even look up. Usually he would immediately respond to Tom if he said anything but I guess not today?

After a minute or two of pondering about it, I just decided to let it go and go back to drawing.

(Bill's POV)

I looked up at Y/N. She was drawing in her sketchbook like usual. I hate to admit it, but I really like her. Her H/L, H/C hair, her gorgeous E/C eyes and her pretty voice... I would totally ask her out if we weren't enemies, and that's kinda my fault...

Not gonna lie, I've always kinda had a thing for her but I was just awkward about it and I became mean to her for some reason... It was only recently that I really, really started liking her but I just don't know what to do about it.

I started looking through my bag to try and find a pencil for class, when I realised that I left it at home from writing lyrics last night. I internally facepalmed and then realised that this is the perfect opportunity for me to get to speak to Y/N!

I walked up to her and put my hand on her shoulder, glancing down at her sketchbook. The moment I touched her she slammed it shut and I only got a glimpse of what she was drawing. Wait, was she drawing me??? She turned to look at me.

"What do you want?" She asked me in a sassy way. I kept my gaze on her. Rude, but fair enough I guess...

I was admiring her features up close. Gosh she's so pretty, but I guess I was staring for a bit too long because she was giving me a confused look. I snapped myself out of my trance