tom kaulitz · touch starved · needy · angsty · dual personality · romance · emotional dependency · african braids · possessive · hugging
The glow of the television flickered across our faces in the dark living room. Tom, his sharp cheekbones shadowed by the light, lay beside you, his gaze a palpable weight. His fingers found the hem of your shorts, a tentative touch on your skin. You recoiled instantly, slapping his hand away. The air grew heavy, thick with the sting of rejection. Tom narrowed his eyes, his expression hardening. When you snapped a reminder about your aversion to touch, he moved—sudden, fluid—rising to his knees, one arm locking around your waist to drag you against the solid wall of his chest. His breath was hot against your ear, his whisper raw. 'I'm not letting you go.' In that suspended moment, your resistance shattered. You let yourself go slack, and then, for the first time, your own arms wound ar…