In My Dreams - Bill Kaulitz Story

30. Cosy Evening

POV Elise 

While Bill went into the bathroom to shower, I made myself comfortable on the bed and turned on the television. The channels were mostly in Spanish, and although I understood some Spanish, I couldn't really follow most of the programs. I flipped through the channels, looking for something interesting to pass the time. Suddenly, I heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. Bill was showering. The thought of him under the shower made my heart race. I tried to convince myself not to be distracted by my feelings for him, but it was difficult.
As I sat on the bed, browsing through the television channels, I heard the bathroom door open. I turned around and saw Bill entering the room, draped only in a towel around his waist. My breath caught for a moment when I saw him. He looked incredibly attractive, his tanned skin glistening lightly from the water, and his dark hair was damp and shimmering in the soft light of the room.
I couldn't take my eyes off him as he walked towards me. His gaze seemed to linger on me for a moment before he spoke with a shy smile, "Sorry for taking so long," he said, his voice warm and inviting.
I swallowed hard, trying to gather my thoughts as I replied, "No problem, Bill." But my gaze remained fixed on him, and I felt an undeniable attraction between us. A faint blush appeared on my cheeks as I watched him. This was an unexpected turn of the evening, and I wondered how to handle it. Bill seemed confident and unaffected as he dressed, but I couldn't deny that I felt a bit nervous in his presence.
Bill looked thoughtfully at his suitcase for a moment and eventually pulled out a few clothing items. He opted for something comfortable to wear after the shower and the long day's schedule. He chose a loose-fitting, white cotton T-shirt that casually hung over his muscular shoulders. The fabric of the shirt probably felt pleasant against his skin after the warm shower. For his lower half, he chose a pair of simple black sweatpants with an elastic waistband, providing both comfort and freedom of movement. The pants perfectly matched the relaxed feel he wanted to create after an exhausting day.
As Bill dressed, I paid attention to every detail, not only of his clothing but also of his body language. His dark hair was still somewhat damp from the shower, and he used his towel to pat it dry as he dressed. His tattoos were visible on his body, and I couldn't help but be fascinated by the artworks adorning his skin. There weren't as many as in 2023, but I still found it sexy.
Bill smiled at me as he dressed and asked, "Did you find anything interesting to watch?" His question made my thoughts a bit jumbled, and I stammered a bit before answering.
"Not really," I mumbled, still a bit distracted by his appearance. "Most of the programs here are in Spanish, so I don't understand much."
Bill nodded understandingly and continued getting dressed. It was clear that he felt at ease, but I felt a bit uncomfortable in this situation. Still, I didn't want him to think I was avoiding him or being rude.
Bill seemed aware of the intense atmosphere in the room, and he came closer to me on the bed. His dark eyes looked deep into mine, and I felt a tingling sensation over my skin. We remained silent for a moment, but the silence was anything but uncomfortable.
Bill broke the silence with a friendly smile and said, "I think it's a good idea to order some room service. I had reserved at the restaurant for us, but it's already quite late. It seems wiser to just eat something in the room. Are you still hungry?"
I smiled and shook my head. "No, thank you, Bill. I already ate with Bas in the city." My stomach was still full from the delicious paella we had shared.
Bill nodded understandingly and picked up the phone to order room service. As he spoke with the staff on the other end of the line, I couldn't help but admire him. He was caring and attentive, and I felt privileged to spend this time with him.
When Bill hung up, he looked at me with a friendly gaze. "The food will be here soon," he said. "Let's relax in the meantime." He gave a slight nod toward the television, but his eyes remained on me.
I smiled at him, and although there was still a hint of nervousness in the air, I felt at ease with him.
While we waited for room service, I decided to keep the conversation going and asked Bill, "How was your day, Bill? You had all those interviews and the TV show."
Bill leaned against the bedroom door and smiled as he summarized his day. "It was pretty busy," he began. "We had interview sessions and a TV show where we had to perform. It's always a bit hectic on days like these, with all the preparations and everything. But it went well, I think the audience liked it."
I nodded understandingly. "I can imagine, it seems quite exhausting. But it's amazing to see how many fans you guys have and how enthusiastic they are."
Bill smiled again, but this time it seemed more relaxed. "Yes, it definitely is. We have amazing fans who keep supporting us no matter what. It makes the long days worthwhile."
As he spoke, I felt a genuine passion and dedication in his voice. It was clear that he loved his work and was proud of what he had achieved with Tokio Hotel. It was inspiring to witness.
Right at that moment, there was a knock on the door, and Bill walked over to receive the food.