Guten Morgen Mein Schatz by Dizi-ramm-archive, literature
Literature
Guten Morgen Mein Schatz
I watched him lulling in his sleep breathing lightly. Just there under my adoring gaze. He, all of him, all beautiful, smooth and adorable. Back moving as he breathed, muscular arms humbling to his pillow picturing his possible dreams. Sloppily his hands looked for more pillow to hug. I laughed without making noise and moved to poke his pointing-to-every-possible-direction hair. The longest ones of them even curved little from the end. The smell of hair gel and cigarettes lingered around him like always but this time mixed with new and bit more unpleasant scents of sweat and sweet sweet cocktails he often enjoyed and preferred over regular b
"Fuck Fucking Richard " I cursed under my breath while walking through the parking lot towards my flat. Why did I even have a car when I lived in Berlin? There was more trouble of it than use. Why didn't I own an umbrella instead
I kicked my shoes to the corner and headed to the bathroom still cursing my band mate to hell. The wet clothes I threw to a corner of the toilet and stepped into the shower what could calm me down. Make me ignore everything for a while Did this help, I couldn't say. As I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a warm towel to wrap myself into, I felt somewhat better.
Sofa felt like a nice and
Secrets Should Be Shared With Everyone by DieGottesBesen, literature
Literature
Secrets Should Be Shared With Everyone
"Richard, your ass is heavy!" Till complained as his friend took a running leap to his back, latching on.
"You saying I'm fat?" The attractive, blonde, young man laughed, pulling at his older friend's shorter hair. The two were currently traversing from the train station in Berlin heading to the flat Richard shared with Oliver and Christoph.
"Of course, seen your ass recently?" Till winced, feeling Richard's hand smack down on the crown of his skull, "It gets rounder every time I look!" Another hit and Till smirked, "Fatty!"
"Stop it, Till!" Richard smacked him again, Till sniggering to himself after. H
I was going to meet him. Finally. Couple days ago he'd come back from New York, where he nowadays lived the most of his time, and was now in Berlin. I was excited and happy about this, but still something inside me was poking the button that sent nervousness down my spine. The awkwardness might be in the fact that we hadn't met each other in over one and half year. Our lives had changed a huge amount since Rosenrot releasing, touring and after we gave Rammstein a break. Every one of us had gone to a little different direction, taken time for ourselves and our families. It was needed.
Last time I'd actually met him had been in New York in 200
"Come on! Where are you?" Richard franticly searched through his cluttered room. "I know you're in here somewhere!" Richard looked in his closet. He pulled all his clothes out and flopped them on the floor. "What!? Not in here either!" Richard looked everywhere. He tried his best not to draw suspicion to himself. The other guys were watching him. Paul seemed a little worried about his friend. He had no hair gel, no eyeliner, and he wasn't wearing one of his good shirts.
"You alright, Reesh?"
"Yeah. I'm just uh...looking for something. Thats all."
"Whatcha lookin for?"
"Uh, you wouldn't know what it would be."
"Come on, Reesh! Tell me! Pw
:la: Paul and Reesh. :dummy:
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The cold air made me shiver. The night sky was clear. I exhaled and saw my breath. Winter was coming. I sniffed and I smelled the sweet aroma I always smell. Richard came outside. He inhaled his smoke and placed his hand on my shoulder. "Are you okay, Paul?"
"Ich bin so kalt."
"Well, yeah. It's freezing out here."
"Nein." I looked deep into his eyes as I turned to face him. "Ich fuhle mich kalt. Ich fuhle mich ... betauben."
He looked at me, then took my hand in his. His fingers were freezing. "Why do you feel numb inside, Paul?"
"I can't think straight, lately. I'm experiencing