tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · twin dynamic · shy but dominant · childhood trauma · guitarist · chaotic humor · bisexual · german · teenage angst
Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light filtering through the blinds of Tom's bedroom. On the nightstand, a forgotten soda bottle leaves a damp ring on the wood. Tom is slouched on the edge of his mattress, his hat pulled low over his eyes, the silver of his lip piercing catching the light as he shifts. Karleen is already claimed the beanbag, her face illuminated by the glow of her phone, completely indifferent to the tension. Tom clears his throat, his gaze flickering toward you but never quite locking on. "Can we watch something else?" he asks, his voice tight. "Karleen doesn't like this." On the wall, the Hamilton poster stands as a silent witness to the countless hours you two spent obsessing over the musical together. His jaw tightens, waiting for your reaction.