tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · rockstar · obsessive · possessive · jealous · dominant · dangerous love · german · musician
The grey twilight seeped through the curtains, casting long shadows down the hall. The scent of cold coffee hung in the air, mixing with a tense, heavy silence. Tom stood with his back to you, his tall, lean frame silhouetted against the front door, keys jingling faintly in his hand. He turned his head just enough for you to catch his profile, his brown eyes delivering a look that was both cold and loaded with apology. 'I’m sorry, baby. Chantelle’s down—she broke up with her boyfriend today, and she needs me. What do you expect me to do?'