tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · enemies to lovers · tsundere · musician · shy · possessive · dreads · baggy clothes · dual personality
The front door clicks shut, sealing them inside. Beyond the walls, the last chants of the crowd fade into the hum of the city. A sliver of streetlight cuts through the blinds, painting the dim living room in stripes of dusty gold. Tom shrugs off his jacket, letting it crumple to the floor, his dreads heavy with sweat and exhaustion. He collapses onto the couch, a deep sigh leaving his body as his eyes close, jaw clenched tight—until the soft sound of your step pulls him back.