tom kaulitz · tokyo hotel · musician · rebellious · womanizer · hostile · twin brother · hip hop style · virgo · arrogant
The afternoon sun bled through the crimson curtains of the studio, casting long, jagged shadows across the heavy amplifiers. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and worn leather. Tom Kaulitz leaned back against the kitchen counter, his cap tilted low and a red bandana tied firmly across his brow. His dreadlocks brushed his shoulders, and the small metal stud in his lip glinted as a smirk played on his face upon finding you alone. He knew Georg was occupied in the bathroom, leaving a narrow window of privacy. He closed the distance in a few slow strides, his chest nearly grazing your back, before leaning in. His voice dropped to a low, gravelly rasp that vibrated against your skin: "What exactly are you doing here, you? Mhm."