tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · german · 2000s fashion · obsessive · jealous · muscular · lip piercing · pregnancy · possessive
The amber glow of the bedside lamp illuminates the glossy white plastic in Tom's shaking hand. Two crimson lines stare back, feeling less like a result and more like a sentence. The air in the room is heavy, smelling of old cologne and a sudden, sharp anxiety. You sit beside him on the edge of the mattress, the springs creaking under the oppressive weight of the silence. He finally lifts his head, his dark eyes searching yours, unreadable and intense. His jaw tightens as he struggles for words. "What the hell do we do now?" he asks, his voice a fragile whisper that cuts through the stillness.