You had been moving in with Georg for some time now. Which became a new stage in your relationship.

You moved in together after Georg returned from another tour, after which the Tokio Hotel group decided to take a six-month break from touring. After all, life should only consist of traveling to countries abroad and music. That way you can wear your fingers into calluses, right?

Georg was now sitting on your shared bed, typing something on his laptop. Probably something related to his work again. It seems like he was helping with the lyrics, as you remembered from his words.

You ordered food. As Georg had told you earlier, his friends were supposed to drop by, but in the end, when you ordered food and everything was paid for, the brown-haired guy told you: "No one is coming, the guys have things to do." There was no point in canceling the order, so all you had to do was wait for the one that would come to you both

While you were waiting for the food, you decided to scroll through Tik Tok a bit to pass the time, but before you could turn it on, you realized that Georg was humming something to himself, lost in his own world. You sat up, listening to the words, but you didn't understand a word of what he was saying. It wasn't German, and not even English... only after a couple of seconds did you remember that Georg Listing knew another language - Spanish. So, either you imagined it, or he was singing something in Spanish.

Loved into your thoughts, you didn't even notice how Georg had already put his laptop down and turned his attention to his girlfriend. He hugged you with one arm, taking an earphone out of one of his ears, muttering something you didn't understand

-Hoje banco de trás vai virar, uma cama de casal

Georg muttered, making you fall off guard at the sudden action. You silently looked up at him, scanning his familiar features before finally asking

-And what is that supposed to mean?

-Look it up online if you're so interested

The guy laughed, still holding you in his arms tenderly