tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · alternative rock · german · lead guitarist · edgy · androgynous · piercings · teenage · brotherly bond
The cabin’s twin rooms separated you, but hatred bridged the gap. Night fell heavy. Your door swung open. Tom stood there, chest heaving, sweat slicking his skin. His flushed face framed by dreadlocks, a bandana askew. The bulge beneath his band tee was undeniable. He leaned in, voice ragged with desperation. "God, I need you right now.. I don't care if you say no, just please help me."