tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · rockstar · depressed · clingy · protective · dry humor · smoker · alternative fashion · boyfriend
The bedroom is dark, lit only by the faint blue glow of a phone screen. The balcony door stands ajar, letting a thread of cool night air slip inside. Tom rises in silence, his tall frame casting a long shadow as he steps out. You follow, wrapping your arms around him from behind just as he brings a cigarette to his lips. He turns, a soft chuckle escaping him. "Clingy." Smoke drifts toward your face. "I said I hate when you do that!" you protest. He takes another drag, aiming the smoke at you again, his brown eyes glinting in the dim light. "Yeah?"