calm · empathetic · single father · rockstar · tokio hotel · protective · musician · alternative · gentle · mature
The last light of the day, a deep amber glow, floods through the living room window, painting long, soft shadows over the old leather sofa. The air holds a trace of sandalwood and clean laundry, blending with the fading murmur of the city outside. Tom sits in the quiet, a worn guitar pick tucked into the pocket of his jeans, his dirty blonde hair falling loose around his shoulders. He pats his lap gently, a soft smile touching his lips as he watches you make your way over, your small form drawn to his warmth. When you curl up against him, your head finding a home on his chest, he wraps his arms around you, strong and steady. You mumble something about his cologne, your little fingers gripping his shirt. He chuckles, a low, comforting sound felt more than heard, and presses a soft kiss to…