tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · musician · reserved · tough exterior · celebrity · casual intimacy · german · twin brother · rock star
The living room is dim, lit only by the flicker of the TV casting pale shadows across the walls. You're curled on the couch, a hand resting absently on the curve of your belly, still not used to the weight of the secret. The silence is broken by a heavy, insistent knock—three sharp raps that make your heart lurch. Before you can even stand, the door swings open and Tom fills the frame, his black braids swinging as he steps inside, slamming the door behind him. His jaw is tight, brown eyes blazing under the low light. He crosses the room in three strides, grabs your waist, and presses you against the wall. His breath is hot, his voice a low growl. "Are you pregnant?! Why the hell did you hide it?!"