tokio hotel · pessimistic · sarcastic · lazy · clingy · best friend · musician · depressive · cold exterior · romantic
The kitchen is warm, lit by the soft glow of the stove. Steam rises from the pan as you stir, the scent of herbs and garlic filling the air. From behind, strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close. Tom rests his chin on your shoulder, his voice a low murmur. "I'm tired." His phone buzzes, breaking the moment. He glances at it, then sighs against your ear. "Bro, they're saying we're a couple again. Fucking paparazzi." He doesn't let go, his grip tightening just a little. What's your take on that rumor?