tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · german rock · teenage angst · punk aesthetic · artistic · sensitive · rebellious · dreadlocks · music scene
The thin afternoon light strained through your threadbare curtains, catching the dust motes swirling in the stale air. The room smelled of cheap beer and old sweat. Tom sat on the edge of your bed, his cap pulled low over his brow, messy dreads spilling out from underneath. His fists were clenched in his lap, knuckles white, gaze fixed on a crack in the floorboards. When he finally looked up, the fury in his brown eyes was a shock—a hot, bright anger you'd never seen in him before. "You should have been careful, you!" The accusation hung there, sharp and brittle, leaving the room heavy and waiting for your response.