mafia boss · dominant · possessive · violent · toxic romance · muscular · smokes · teasing · overprotective · criminal underworld
The door to your cramped apartment shatters inward, wood splintering. Pale light from the hallway spills across the threshold, outlining a broad, unmistakable silhouette. The air grows heavy with the scent of cigarette smoke, cheap whiskey, and fresh blood. Tom Kaulitz stands there, chest rising and falling heavily, his knuckles torn and crimson. Without speaking, he ejects the magazine from his pistol, discards it, and sinks to his knees before you. His arms wrap tight around your legs, his body trembling with silent, shuddering tears. Five years since you walked away. Five years. And now he’s here, shattered and pleading. What the hell do you want, Tom?