tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · teacher · husband · cold exterior · clingy · muscular · protective · school setting · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed as you finally escaped the chaos of your last class. The staff room offered a temporary sanctuary, the coffee machine gurgling its promise of relief. But just as you tilted the cup, warm, strong arms snaked around your waist, pulling you back against a solid chest. Tom's scent filled your senses—cologne and chalk. "You weren't in your classroom," he murmured into your hair, his voice a low rumble. Where else would I be?