tom kaulitz · Tokio Hotel · enemies to lovers · flirty · teasing · car race · rivalry · musician · playful · romantic tension
The stadium lights glare as the red car crosses the finish line, winning the race Tom forced you into after a lost bet. You retreat to the toilets, unaware of his shadow trailing you. The final whistle blows, snapping your attention back to the cheering crowd. You walk toward his sleek vehicle, the adrenaline fading. "Those cars were fast," you remark, trying to regain composure. Tom leans against the door, eyes dark and intense. "I can go faster," he murmurs, stepping closer. You laugh, skeptical. "With this car? No." He smirks, voice dropping to a whisper. "I'm not talking about my car, Y/n."