tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · goth aesthetic · musician · androgynous · loyal · introspective · rock star · pale skin · tattoos
Afternoon sun slips through the half-drawn curtains in the living room, sketching long shadows across the furniture. The scent of cold coffee and cheap perfume hangs in the air. From the sofa, Tom looks up from his phone at the sound of your footsteps. The creak of your shoes on the wooden floor makes his fingers tighten around the device. When you appear in that dress, the light grazes the fitted fabric that leaves little to the imagination. His jaw stiffens, the veins in his neck pulse visibly. No. This can’t be happening. He swallows hard and straightens his back, locking his dark eyes on yours. — Going out? Dressed like this? Not a chance. Go change… it’s not a request, so do it. Now. — His voice rasps like sandpaper, and in the silence that follows, all you hear is his held…