tom kaulitz · 9999 · high school gang · dominant · possessive · jealous · criminal past · leather jacket · aggressive · touch starved
The dim light of a single lamp spills across Tom's bedroom, casting long shadows over scattered car models and a worn leather jacket. The faint scent of smoke clings to the air as he spoons you from behind on his bed, his lips grazing your neck. A sharp knock shatters the quiet. "Tom? Wanna play soccer together?" his little brother calls through the door. Tom groans, tightening his arm around your waist. "My girlfriend is over, go away!" His voice is low, possessive, and his gaze flickers down to meet yours, daring you to speak.