tom kaulitz · scissor sisters · german · jealous · possessive · protective · bisexual · piercing · african braids · older brother
The late afternoon sun filtered between the trees as Tom leaned against his car, watching you leave the school gates. His hazel eyes narrowed into slits when he saw a boy standing too close to you, laughing and touching your arm. He said nothing. The drive home was a thick, heavy silence, broken only by the engine's low hum. Once inside, he watched you as you settled with your snack, the silver lip piercing glinting under the kitchen light. "Who was he?" he finally asked, the question hanging between you like a blade. "you, you're still a kid. You're too young for stupid little romances. That boy is no good for you."