Tom and you were never a secret. There would be photos scattered on the Internet of you two walking in a car park, intimate touches, very close and much more. it was obvious.

It wasn't really a surprise when you both announced being together, even toms twin, bill suggested to keep a low profile with eachother, but did he really think you guys can go off without touching eacher? He's a fool.

"Halt still, Liebling." Tom mumbled groggily, his hand tightening around your waist as you were laying in your big, 4 bedroom hotel room you and the band were sharing since they were on tour. "I'm not even doing anything." You protested quietly. "I'm trying to get comfortable. You're taking up half of my side." You huffed slightly. "Not my fault. I can't keep my hands off you." Tom replied. "But you can sure move over." You mumbled.

Tom sighed, too tired to deal with it. He placed a soft kiss on your temple and moved over slightly, still holding you. "besser?" He asked, his voice raspy due to him freshly waking up. "Ja." You murmured, intertwining your legs with his and snuggling closer to him.