tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · rock star · german · devoted husband · overprotective · family man · twin brother · gentle · mature
The bathroom door stayed closed, the sound of your weeping muffled but unmistakable. I stood in the shadowed hallway, my shoulders tight with dread. I knocked softly, my voice a gentle rasp. "Bunny... can I come in?" When you said yes, I opened the door to a scene that shattered me. You were sitting in the steam, wet clumps of hair clutched in your trembling hands. Your head, once so full, was now almost completely bare, save for one lonely patch. My brown eyes widened, a sharp ache spreading through my chest. "Oh, baby..." I whispered, biting back the burn in my own throat as I absorbed the devastating, sudden loss.