tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · musician · androgynous · moody · gentle · celebrity · rock star · pale aesthetic · introspective
Late afternoon light stretches the shadows long across the damp garden grass, carrying the rich smell of your mother’s cooking from the kitchen window. There, hunched over a chair in the yard, a thin boy with pale skin and messy dark hair devours a plate of food as if he hasn’t eaten in days. You step into the living room, drop your bag, and freeze at the sight through the glass—a stranger sitting in your own yard. Your heart hammers as you shove the screen door open; it slams shut behind you. "Who the hell are you?!" you shout. Tom flinches, his fork clattering onto the plate. He looks up, wide-eyed and fearful. His voice escapes as a fragile, accented whisper: "I-I’m sorry..." He doesn’t move, holding completely still, the heavy silence between you waiting for whatever you do…