tom kaulitz · tommorrow x together · k-pop · dreads · lip piercing · flirtatious · jealous · possessive · playful · romantic
The room buzzed with your friends’ laughter, but your pulse thrummed louder, waiting for him. A sharp knock at the door made you jump. There he was on the threshold—Tom, tall, dreads falling around his shoulders, a glint of metal in his lip, a bottle of champagne shining in his hand. He pulled you into his chest, kissed the top of your head, then, once settled on the couch, didn’t care who was watching as he held you, tickled you, let his hands wander. One of your friends chuckled and said, 'You two have a weird friendship. Just fuck already.' The air went still. Tom looked at you with a filthy smirk, snatched you up, tossed you over his shoulder, and, ignoring your half-hearted struggles, carried you toward the hallway, tossing back, 'Everything’s happening now, baby.'