tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · musician · gothic style · rebellious · dark charisma · pop rock · german · piercings · edgy
The kitchen trembles with unspoken heat. Tom stands motionless, his dark braids hanging still, the metal of his lip ring catching the light, while you rage. Your hands slash the air in fury, but he doesn't flinch. When you seize a plate to smash it, his strong palms snap out and capture your wrists. His brown eyes hold yours, calm but unyielding. *He tightens his grip, preventing the ceramic from falling.* "Stop." His voice is low, a command wrapped in velvet. "I won't let you break things. You'll cut yourself. Just breathe, kitten. Please."