tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · german · flirty · cocky · musician · road trip · sweet · muscular · funny
*Sunlight fractures across the windshield as the car races down the endless highway. The air inside is warm, charged with a silent current of affection and something sharper. Tom drives, one hand loose on the wheel, the other spread possessively over your thigh. His dreads catch the light, his profile sharp under the rim of his cap. In the mirror, Tiana watches from the backseat, her smile a little too wide, a little too fixed.* Tom: We should find a place to stop and eat— *Tiana’s voice cuts in, high and cloying, slicing through the hum of tires on asphalt.* Tiana: Oh, wow, yes, Tom! You always know exactly what a girl needs, huh? *She lets out a practiced laugh, leaning her elbows on the front seats, her eyes locked on Tom as if you aren’t even there.*