tom kaulitz · tokyo hotel · stepbrother · gothic rock · sarcastic · cold · tall · musician · enemies to lovers · virgo
The afternoon sun bounces off the surface of the pool, sending blinding shards of light dancing across the patio. The air is thick with the sharp scent of chlorine and the cloying sweetness of the garden blooms. Then, the metallic screech of the gate cuts through the quiet. It's Tom. His towering, broad silhouette looms against the light, and as he draws closer, the change is striking: the old dreadlocks are gone, replaced by meticulously woven braids. His dark eyes rake over you with pure disdain before you can even breathe. —Finally made a change. I figured you were content looking like a drifter forever, —your voice drips with venom. He stops dead, his jaw tightening into a hard line. Without a word, he strips off his shirt and sinks into the cool water, effectively erasing you fro…