Tom Kaulitz X Female Reader

Tom Kaulitz x female reader

Hcs friends to relationship

(Like how he would act as a friend while liking her and then how he would be in the relationship)

Oooh my first request! This is gonna be exciting!

TW: mentions of making out and sex, making out(briefly?), uhhhh, some cursing, ummmm, Tom being an oblivious idiot for years(?), for any and all German that is in this fic is google translated, not proof read(😭).

Wc: 2,457 words

An: this is my first fanfic ever so it’ll be very poopie. Fead back is very appreciated! (The start I feel like is very crappy, but once Reader and Tom get together the fic gets better)

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The first time you meet Bill and Tom is when you move their home town, when their mom comes over with cookies, because apparently the new neighbors have a daughter that’s six. Exactly the same age as Tom and Bill.

When you, Bill, and Tom go to play while your moms talk you be come attached. Especially to Tom who returns how attached he is to you in the same amount. Soon enough you and Tom are basically living together because of how attached you are to one another(it gets so bad Tom throw a tantrum if he can’t be with you💀)

By the time you’ve gotten a bit more older Tom becomes more protective . He hates seeing you get hurt or sad. Like, “why are you holding those sharp scissors? They could cut you.” “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from the dark. Nothing can hurt you while I’m here!”

You learn guitar along side Tom, and it makes him happy because now you can spend more time together and have a new thing to talk about!(it also helps you start to tell Bill and Tom from one another..)

Before you get big you’ll go to venues and such with the band to play for people you and Tom somehow always sneak some of the food(you and him are such foodies. You’re always munching on something. Tom definitely shares his food with only you and you alone. Any one else tries they’re getting hunted down😋).You and him are always up to something.

On the topic of food, if you have watermelon, he will be snatching some of that(if he has some he’ll give you some. Though it’s mostly when you got into an argument or smt and he feels bad. It’s his way of making up<3)

His nickname “Tommy” comes from you. And when you call him that he looooves it, because in his most precious memories with you, you always call him that(if a stranger or someone he just met calls him Tommy he gives them the most nastiest stink eye ever known to man kind)

When you do finally get famous and older you each make a reputation for yourself, especially Tom. He’s the womanizer. He’s always with some new girl everywhere he goes. It creates a small..rift, between you. You’ve liked Tom from day one, so seeing him with all those girls, girls who are super models and superstars and what not, is hard. And not only that but you can’t be around him anymore without your face heating, or stumbling around your words. Fuck, why couldn’t you just get over your dumb silly little crush?

Soon enough, Tom notices. You’ve always been close, doing everything together. But you’re laying off, spending less time with him. At first Tom brushes it off, maybe you’re just tired, or sick. But it continue. And then it’s all Tom can think about. You’ve plagued his mind. He’s always thinking about you. Did he do something wrong? Say something? After a while, the girls he’s around seem less… appealing.

The distance becomes noticeable. The others start to give each other glances when you sit beside Gustav in an interview instead of Tom. You always sit by Tom during interviews. Or when leave the room when Tom enters.

So, they make a plan(Bill’s really just annoyed from hearing Tom talk about what he did for hours on end. Though he really does want to fix whatever’s going on between you two) and the plan works. Usually you’re the smart one. But not this time.

You’re at the twins house relaxing when Bill comes racing into the living room. You turn from the tv to him, eyebrows frowned as a question to what he was doing. He spoke fastly, “I need your help!” He waved his arm, signaling for you to hurry. “Uhm, okay?” “Now! Now, now, now! Come ooonn!” What could even be so important? “Okay! I’m coming, jezz.” You run after him as he thunders through the house “Dude what’s wrong?” You ask. “Over here!” Bill shouts from down the hall. As you got closer you saw Bill stand in front of a door waiting for you. Wait. Where was Georg and Gustav? And why were you in front Tom’s door. “Bill-” you spoke up, confusion in your voice, when Bill flung open the door. Inside showed a shocked Tom. “What’s going on?” Tom’s faced was the definition of confusion. Then you felt hands on your back. “Wha- HEY!” You yelled as they pushed you inside laughing. The door slammed shut. Then you heard the lock click. “HEY LET ME OUT!” You yell at them through the door. “WE AREN’T LETTING YOU OUT UNTILL YOU TALK OUT WHATEVER’S BEEN GOING ON BETWEEN YOU TWO!” Bill yells back. “WHAT!?” Both you and Tom yell. “WE’RE GOING TO OUT BYE!” Gustav yells as him, Bill, and Georg leave snickering and giggling like middle school girls seeing their crush. Screw this damn house for being so fucking old.

“Uhm, so..” you slowly turn to Tom. Looking anywhere but him. “Well?” Tom asked as he crossed his arms. “What?” “Well, are you going to tell me you’ve been distant?” You sigh, “Tom it- it’s complicated.” “Then explain it so I can understand!” He said as he put on a shirt. You groan as you lean your head against the door. “Tom, I- I don’t know how to tell you.” You look down, arms hugging yourself. “Will you at least look at me, mein Leben?” How couldn’t you? How couldn’t you when his voice was so soft, his eyes undoubtedly turned into puppy dog eyes. And you do. You look up at him. He’s closer now. Though there’s till a noticeable gap. “Please. Please tell me what’s wrong. I miss you” he takes another hesitation step. “If I do I’m scared that it’ll break us apart and ruin the band.” You look into his eyes, those oh, so beautiful baby browns. “It won’t.” “Yes it will.” He’s creeping his way closer. “You don’t know that.” Your nails start to dig into your arms. “Yes it will.” “There’s nothing that you could do or say that would make me hate you, let alone hate you so much it’d ruin the band, mein Leben.” His fingers ghost over your arms hugging yourself now. You take in a shaky breath as you contemplate whether or not you should tell him. Whether you should or shouldn’t tell him that you’ve been in love with him ever since you met him. Silence fills the room as the words get stuck in your throat. “Mein Leben, please, just tell me. If you don’t I’m going to go insane! Because for the last three weeks you’ve been all that I’ve been able to think about! A-about how you’re avoiding me! Did I do something?” He’s been thinking about you? “Say something!” His voice breaks, freeing you of your trance. Your eyes unblurred to see tears starting to form in Tom’s eyes. “Oh, Tom.” His grip is tighter now. “Tom. I- I don’t.” You swallow heavily, your mind racing a thousand miles per hour, thinking about the endless possibilities of how you could tell him. Yet you can’t. You can’t because there’s something in your throat stopping the words from coming out.

So you kiss him. The silence is to loud. It’s so thick that a butter knife could cut through it like nothing. Fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfcukfuck! He’s not saying anything! I messed up didn’t? Fuck he’s gonna tell Bill and the bands gonna disband because things will be to weird and- your thoughts get stopped by Tom- by Tom kissing you? Tom’s kissing you! Your body relaxes from being unconsciously tensed. You tentatively put your hands on his shoulders, deepening the kiss as you lean in. Finally Tommy pulls back, just enough for your noses to brush against one another. You breath heavily as Tommy licks his lips, “Is that strawberry? That’s definitely strawberry right? You’re wearing strawberry chapstick right?” Tommy asks, half speaking to himself. You let out a curt laugh.

“What?” Tommy asks again. “Your wondering whether or not I’m wearing strawberry chapstick, while I just confessed my feelings to you by kissing you, which has made me overthink so many things because I didn’t want it to go wrong and then for the band to stop performing and disband, because of the major crush I have on you. And you’re talking about the flavor of a chapstick I’m wearing?!” The shock is clear on your face as you speak, your eyes semi-wide and brows frowned. Tommy speaks again, “But it is strawberry right?” You heave a heavy sigh. “Yes Tommy, I am wearing strawberry flavored chapstick. Now will you please say something about what just happened?” Tommy’s infamous smirk appears on his face, “you’re a good kisser you know.” You rise your eyebrows, clearly not impressed. “Okay, okay, you want a real answer Leben?” You let out a breathy ‘yes’, “I like you too. A lot.”

Now that you and Tom are together, he’s all over you. He doesn’t even try to hide the fact that you’re together when the others come back and unlock his bedroom door. He’s all smiley holding your hand.

This man is the most clingiest person ever. He will not let you go once he has his hands on you. You’re in an interview and you reach to grab his hand? His head is resting on your body by the end of it. Oh, you’re watching a movie? Immediately in his lap or in between his legs.

The funny things is, no one suspects a single thing because you’ve always been close and touchy with one another.

Besides physical touch, Tom’s other love languages is giving gifts. At the start of your relationship communication for him is a bit hard. He’s so used to have ‘true love for one night’(his own words), so communicating is a bit hard in the start. So whenever something sour happens between the two of you, he’ll buy the jewelry that he say you eyeing in the mall, or a big bouquet of your favorite flowers.

Baby you say you like anything, it’s in your room the next day. Doesn’t matter the price, where it’s from, what it is, he’s going to buy it to show how much he loves you because he can’t fully say it yet. But when he does, he’s saying it all the time. Because it true. He’s absolutely and completely fascinated with you. It wouldn’t matter if you put on an old and moldy trash bag and smeared dog shit on yourself, he’d still love you no endlessly beyond time.

Will literally jump over the damn car because god forbid you open and close your own car door. Not on his watch.(he once sprained his ankle when he did it…)

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This man is a freak in bed(definitely lives up to the rumors. Especially about his size;)

100% a tits man so missionary and cow girl is his fav positions.

If he could, he’d spend hours upon hours buried in your cunt. Face or dick, doesn’t matter, this man is a whore for pussy. Don’t matter where or when, he’ll go down on you anytime, anywhere.

Loooves to leave hickeys and bite marks. He loves to leave them because it shows that you’re his(even though no one will see them b/c you cover them up. But don’t worry he’ll just make more!😋). There was one time when Georg had forgotten his phone in your hotel room when everyone was hanging out there, so he walked in with the spare key card(for emergencies only originally but now you all just used them as you pleased. Of course knocking was essential), he caught you starting to cover them. His eyes went wide like plates from the amount of them(he told Bill and Gustav and said it looked like you had gotten beaten..)

When the public finds out. . . Lord have mercy. People go nuts. Because they’d somehow never imagined the only girl and the player of the group getting together(which is reasonable as Tom had been with so many people). And how they find out? By paparazzi having taken pictures of you and Tom making out on the way to your hotel room that you shared.

Now that the public knew about you and Tom, he could be a lot more affectionate with you in public like kisses. In an interview? You’re on his lap now, his head resting on your shoulder, if you’re in separate seats, his hand is griping your thigh as a monsoon is going to sweep you away from him.

Will make out with you on stage between songs. And when you’re wearing on of his shirts he goes feral though has to contain it until you’re back in your hotel room(there’s going to be several complaints about ‘noises’).

When you and him have finished your ‘fun’ he likes to trace whatever moles, freckles, or scars you have on your body along with hickeys.

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Though there was also a lot of hate from some fans, like calling you a ‘no good slut’ or, “she’s just some whore who managed to learn to play the guitar just so she could get close to Tom. I bet you she’ll break up with him and then moved on to the others’ though no matter what they say about Tom will always reassure you that you aren’t that and that your so much more then those no good, self-loathing jealous losers who whisked they could be ass beautiful as you.

Whenever he sees you down, and especially because of people trash talking about you and your relationship, he’ll always make some sort of face or noise that he knows will instantly make you laugh, and if it doesn’t, he’ll say that you want to laugh again and again until you actually do. Him seeing no you cry is like destroying all his guitars in front of him.

He’ll scratch your name on the side of every guitar he owns because whenever he looks down at them he sees your name and is reminded you.

One of his guilty pleasures is that he secretly loves head scratches. You want him to do something that you know he wouldn’t normally do? You wait until your in bed and start to slowly scratch his scalp making him so sleepy until the point he’ll just agree with whatever you say or ask for because all his brain can think about are the nice manicured nails that are racking across his head.

Though in the end Tom will always love you forever knowing that you feel the same<3