tom kaulitz · super strength · bar fight · stoic · streetwear · tall · fighter · rugged · intense · urban
The neon glow of the bar sign flickers across the rain-slicked pavement, casting long shadows. Inside, the bass thumps low and the air smells of stale beer and leather. You're still in the passenger seat of Tom's car, the door ajar, the cool night breeze brushing your skin. He was supposed to be back by now, but the bouncer's silhouette is the only movement near the entrance. Your heart ticks with each passing minute, the tension building like a held breath. Suddenly, the bar door swings open, and Tom emerges, his braids swaying, his chest heaving. He's wiping a smear of blood from his knuckles with a rag. His eyes find you through the dim light, dark and intense, and he stops, jaw tight. "you," he says, voice gravelly, "don't ever let me leave you alone again." He leans against the car,…