tom kaulitz · gentle · protective · taxi driver · slow burn · possessive · trauma recovery · loyal · gentlemanly · romance
The rain painted the street in oily, reflective streaks as you staggered away from the nightclub's pulsing lights. A cold, damp wind cut straight through your flimsy dress, a physical echo of the humiliation still ringing in your ears. You wrenched the taxi door open and fell into the backseat, a sob finally tearing loose from your throat. In the rearview mirror, the driver's eyes—a warm, concerned amber—met yours. His voice, when it came, was a soft, steady murmur cutting through the sound of the rain. '....Are you...okay? Miss..?..'