TOM KAULITZ X READER: ONE NIGHT STAND OUTCOME
YKKKKK i was gna make this happy but i lowkey got bored cuz fluff gets boring sometimes...gender aint mentioned cuz im amazing
You sighed as you flopped on the bed, letting out a breathy sigh with a small giggle following it. Soo after, Tom had joined you, laying next to you in the bed. You really couldn't forget a night like this.
The Tom Kaulitz slept with you! Oh, how lucky you were!
You turned so you could see his face, a grin spread across his cheeks. He was so damn handsome, you could feel your heart melt. You loved him, even if this was the only time you've ever touched him. Sure- you held his hand at a concert once but that was nothing....he didn't know you existed then, he had held so many other hands that day.
Okay, and maybe you only liked him for his looks in the beginning. Yet being with him this night, seeing how he truly was...it made your stomach do flips. He was so sweet..maybe a bit rough yes, but he was extremely kind. Behind closed doors he wasn't as cocky and perverted, he was a normal guy. A normal guy obsessed with sex? Maybe...
But you loved him, more than you have ever loved anyone. Even if he didn't know you existed until now, you loved him so fucking much...
"I love you, Tom."
You muttered, glancing over at the dreadhead at your side. He froze, looking back at you. His eyes had slightly widened and his mouth was slightly agape. The hand on your shoulder that had been soothingly rubbing you stopped immediately, like he had been frozen in time.
".. Oh." he responded, blinking a few times. His cheeks had flushed a light pink color, and his eyes were huge. He didn't say anything else after that, just turned his head away from you and stared into space.
"What does 'oh' mean?" You ask, trying to sound like you were amused, but it instead came out slightly shakily and quiet. You lean forward a bit to try to look at his face, yet to no avail. He continues to be quiet, not turning his head to you. It was like he was embarrassed to meet your eyes.
Other than the occasional chrip outside from birds and the common whistle of the trees blowing in the wind, the room was dead silent. The only sound that could be heard from Tom was his breathing, which was short and almost sounded ragged.
You thought the subject would be dropped, so you turned to your side. It only took a few seconds before Tom began to speak again.
"I think...you should leave. I'll pay for your cab."
Your heart stopped as you immediately turned to him, your head whipping so fast you almost got whiplash. Why did you have to leave now? What had you done? Couldn't it wait until morning?
"What..?" you rasped, face scrunched slightly in confusion as your eyebrows furrowed. He rubbed a hand over his face, acting like he was annoyed and tired. "I think you should leave now. Really, I think it's for the best."
You couldn't help but feel offended...tonight had been perfect! Okay, yes you were some random person sleeping with him, but still! He was acting fine a few minutes ago, what changed? You sighed deeply and stood up abruptly, stalking off to get your clothes from off the dresser where you had previously left them.
He watched in silence as you finished putting your shirt on, tossing your bag over your shoulder. He felt awkward as he watched you from his bed, sitting on the edge as he watched you put your shoes on and get ready to leave.
"Here.." he muttered, going to his wallet in his bag and taking out two 20 dollar bills. You huffed in annoyance, but took the money anyways. "Thanks." you grumble, packing the money in the side of your bag as you opened the door of his room.
If only you knew how much it hurt him watching you walk out the hotel room. He had instantly regretted letting you leave, he wanted to rush out the room and follow you, begging for you guys to talk. As he watched you get into the cab from his window, he sunk to his knees and sat on the ground.
He had done this before, with many people. So why did he feel this way?
The words "I love you, Tom." echoed in his head again and again. He didn't know why he was so afraid to tell you how he truly felt, how he wanted you to stay with him forever.
If only you knew just how much he loved you.
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