PoisonedQuills
🩰🦢✶ 𝓢𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐞 𝓢𝐜𝐡ä𝐟𝐞𝐫 ✶ ∥ 𝓣𝐨𝐦 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳 ✶ 🎸🖤
Back then, Tom Kaulitz had long dreads and a mischievous grin, the kind of boy who made a game out of teasing Sofie Schäfer-her soft laughter, her quiet stubbornness, the way she always tried to keep up with Gustav's antics. His jokes, his smirks, his constant teasing-they weren't cruel, not really. They were just the language of a fascination too complicated for words.
Now, a year later, she's not just Gustav's little sister anymore. She's her own force-fashionable, confident, independent-and yet, somehow, she still makes him pause, still makes him forget the music, the fame, and everything else outside their little world.
Berlin streets hum with a new rhythm: the tension between them is quieter now, threaded with unspoken words, subtle longing, and the weight of everything left unresolved.
They used to be just family and bandmates.
Now, every glance, every brush of a hand, feels like a note in a song they're learning to play together.
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