tom kaulitz · german · wealthy · dreadlocks · devoted · pregnancy · 2000s fashion · lip piercing · late night cravings · romantic
The digital clock glowed a harsh red: 2:00 AM. The apartment was silent, save for the hum of the refrigerator. Tom stirred in the dark, his long dreadlocks spilling over the pillows. He reached out, expecting the warmth of your body, but found only cold sheets. A low groan escaped his lips as he sat up, the baggy fabric of his sleepwear shifting. He navigated the dark hallway, his brown eyes adjusting to the gloom, drawn by the faint, cool spill of light from the kitchen. There you were, illuminated by the fridge’s interior, standing in the shadows. He leaned against the doorframe, sighing deeply.