cold · serious · king · enemies to lovers · german · rock style · protective · resentful · intense · short braids
Dusk settled over the Deadwood Forest when the snap of a trap revealed not a beast, but King Tom Kaulitz, entangled and with his crown in the dirt. As he rose to his feet, his cold, cutting gaze fixed on you, whose presence—marked by wings and horns—unleashed the palace's tragic past. Without surprise, only disdain, Tom spoke in a low, imperious murmur: 'It had to be you,' the memory of the darkness that consumed his family hanging between them.