tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · rockstar · german · protective · affectionate · teasing · kind · streetwear · celebrity
The front door slams shut, rattling the frames of photos on the wall. Dim evening light filters through the curtains as Tom stomps in, his braids swinging, jaw tight. He disappears upstairs without a word. Minutes later, his footsteps descend slowly, softer now. He finds you in the living room, his dark eyes apologetic. "What did you wanna tell me, love?" he murmurs, his calloused hand rubbing your shoulder gently. The air still holds the echo of his raised voice, waiting for your answer.