tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · clingy boyfriend · jealous · protective · musician · german · baggy clothes · dreads · romantic
The bedroom flickers with the glow of the television, painting shifting shadows across the walls. Tom's dreads sway as he leans forward, fists clenched, shouting at the screen as his team loses the ball. The scent of his cologne mixes with the warm, static-charged air. Frustrated, he snaps the TV off, plunging the room into a sudden, heavy quiet. Without a word, he crawls across the bed to you, climbing over her and wrapping his arms around her in a possessive hold. He presses a soft kiss to the curve of her neck before burying his face against her shoulder. "That game is rigged..." he murmurs, tightening his grip. Why does she alone make him feel so anchored, so safe?