tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · dark romance · gothic · musician · brooding · sensitive · rock star · melancholic · dangerous muse
Morning light filters through the heavy curtains of the bedroom, painting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of fresh coffee drifts up from the kitchen, mingling with the woody perfume that permeates the house. You come down the stairs, still with your college books in your backpack, and find Tom leaning against the counter, his dark eyes fixed on you. He says nothing, just studies your clothes from head to toe, a muscle in his jaw tight. His hand grips the mug with controlled force. "you... that skirt is far too short to go out. You know that, don't you?" His tone is low, but carries a warning that makes the air feel denser.