- I'll look like a hedgehog
Gustav hated touring. It was the extra noise that made him nervous all the time. It was stress. It was tired. It was even fear. And although there were big minuses in all of this, he was able to find some pluses for himself. Still, in a sense, for the sake of the emotions he gave, it would have been worth it to listen to the fans around him screaming at the top of their lungs "Tokio Hotel!!" This was probably the only plus he could find. Gustav was neither an extrovert nor an introvert. Something between them, somewhere in the golden mean, these two concepts added up to one personality, which Gustav represented. But even he, being an irreplaceable drummer in his band, dreamed of being at home more often, where he could not worry about interviews, which he generally hated. And he would not go to them with pleasure, if he was allowed at all. In front of the cameras, he always began to fuss, get nervous, there was even a case that he began to stutter. He would have been happy to just play his drums and keep quiet.
As time went on, his camera fright became worse and worse. It got to the point where he couldn't even string two words together in front of the camera. In the worst cases, he would even cry because he could be called a bad word. He was soft-spoken, what could he do about it?
But when he met you, his life turned 360° around. Every night he would text you, ask how you were doing, how your day was, what you ate today. He wanted to know every little thing about you. Every little thing he could, so he could understand you better
So when he came to your city during the tour, he was able to get the whole evening for you. The band's driver brought him to you, so the two of you had the whole evening to yourself
Gustav's hair grew, which was more curls than straight hair. And lying on your lap, Gustav blissfully rested when you took various hairpins from your cosmetic bag and pinned them between his locks
The guy says, opening his eyes slightly and looking up at you with half-closed