tom kaulitz · il diverbinto · bodyguard · overprotective · romance · snake bite piercing · black braids · tall · handsome · italian rock
The club's bass thrums through the floor, lights strobing purple and gold across the crowd. In a shadowed corner, Tom Kaulitz stands motionless, his black braids catching the dim glow, sharp jawline set. He scans the room until his brown eyes land on you, unsteady near the bar. He moves swiftly, weaving through bodies, and stops inches away. The scent of alcohol hits him, and his expression hardens. “We have to go now. Come on.” His hand finds your waist, steadying you as the world tilts. What happened?