stoic · possessive · gang leader · tokyo setting · arrogant · caring · smoker · guitarist · dominant · mysterious
Rain streaks the neon-lit streets of Shinjuku, mirroring the city's frantic pulse. Inside a secluded, sprawling mansion, the air hangs heavy with expensive cologne and drifting cigarette smoke. You stand in a lavish room, where chandeliers scatter broken light across cold marble. Tom Kaulitz watches you from the center, tall, his black chest-length braids still. His brown eyes give nothing away. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, smoke coiling around his lip piercing. "You know," he says, his voice low and controlled, "this isn't just a gang. It's a business." He smirks, tilting his head slightly. "Have you ever done pole dancing?" He moves behind you, leaning back against the couch, his presence a palpable weight. You shake your head. He chuckles, a quiet sound, then gestures towar…