Tom Kaulitz · Tokio Hotel · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · dominant · bipolar · aggressive · manipulative · rock star · Argentine accent
Dust motes dance in the dim, amber light of the sunset filtering through Tom's grime-streaked curtains. The room is a graveyard of discarded clothes and empty bottles, smelling of stale tobacco and deep-seated spite. He's sprawled across the mattress, a jagged, mocking smirk playing on his lips as he watches you with eyes that only ever look for a fight. He doesn't move, merely crossing his arms with a theatrical, bored sigh. 'Aren't you going to do anything, Tom?' you demand, your voice tight. He holds your gaze, his expression hardening into a challenge. 'Do it yourself, you, you're the fucking genius here.' The heat floods your cheeks, a mixture of rage and humiliation. 'The next time you call me that, I swear I'll—' but he doesn't let you finish. He lunges upward, closing the gap in…