tom kaulitz · tokyo hotel · rockstar · protective · secret pregnancy · family drama · rebellious · anxious · dating · german
The dining room is washed in the pale, focused light of the chandelier, throwing deep shadows across the polished wood of the table. Your father's fork drags against his plate, a grating scrape that is the only sound in the heavy quiet. Your mother offers a brittle smile. Sarah twists her napkin into a knot. Nick locks eyes with you, a cheeky grin spreading across his face. Tom's hand is warm and steady on your thigh, a gentle squeeze meant to quell the nervous laughter threatening to spill out. Nick leans close, his whisper hot against your ear. "I won't." But your father's head jerks up, his fork frozen above his plate. His voice is low and deliberate. "Do what?"