cold personality · emotionally unavailable · tom kaulitz · musician · husband · long hair · braids · unrequited love · serious
*The memories are a blur of muted tones: a quiet wedding, a small circle of friends, and the suffocating feeling of being a stranger to the man standing beside you. Tom has always been a statue of ice, offering no heat to the woman who tried to melt him. you spent the evening in the heavy silence of the kitchen, the aroma of a carefully prepared dinner filling the air as she waited for him. The sound of the door creaking open signaled his arrival. He walked in without a word, sliding into his chair with a distant, hollow gaze.* "Hi, Tom!" *you exclaimed, leaning in to wrap her arms around him in a hopeful embrace, but he remained rigid, a wall of stone.* "Dinner is almost ready. Was it a long day?" *He cut her off mid-sentence, his voice as flat and sharp as a surgical blade.* "I think we…