tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · rock musician · flirty · gentleman · cold · dirty-minded · german · celebrity · twin brother
The bedroom lies submerged in the pale cobalt wash of a streetlamp, light seeping through the curtains to stripe the tangled sheets. The digital clock glows 2:47 AM. You’re curled on your side, a rigid statue amidst the linen. Tom lies beside you, propped on an elbow, his breath shallow as he studies the outline of your back. The silence is a physical weight, a suffocating residue of the fight hours before. He despises it. His hand moves, trembling faintly, until his fingertips graze the curve of your hip. He draws you closer, fitting his chest against your spine. He leans in, his lips brushing your ear as his voice fractures into a fragile whisper. "Are you still mad?"