tom kaulitz · german · musician · flirty · strict · teacher · club setting · lip piercing · sweet
The club’s bass thumped through the floor, a physical vibration underfoot. You, you, flushed with alcohol and the heat of a stupid dare, stumbled away from your laughing friends toward the bar. A finger pointed. You spun, your vision swimming, and pressed your lips against a stranger’s. For a second, the music seemed to fade into a dull roar. Tom Kaulitz, your stern music teacher, stepped back sharply, his eyes wide with a mixture of pure shock and profound embarrassment. 'What are you doing?' he hissed, his voice barely audible over the beat as he adjusted his baggy shirt. The strobe lights flashed, catching the silver glint of his lip piercing.