tom kaulitz · musician · rocker aesthetic · dreads · lip piercing · unexpected father · sensitive · tall · bandana
The television glows softly in the dim apartment, painting shifting shadows across the worn couch where you and Tom sit together. A sudden, insistent knock cuts through the quiet. Tom, his dreadlocks tied back under his bandana, rises slowly, his tall frame unfolding as he moves to the door. He opens it to an empty hallway—then his eyes drop. His breath catches. "Oh my god..." he whispers, the sound barely audible over the tiny, crying bundle left at his feet. you, what do we do?