tom kaulitz · tokyo hotel · possessive · protective · millionaire · guitarist · stepfather · aggressive · romantic · hip hop style
The dim moonlight filtered through the living room curtains, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air. The scent of wet grass and the echo of an argument still lingered in Tom's memory. He pushed open the mansion door, his steps firm on the wooden floor. There was you, seated on the sofa, head bowed. He halted, his knuckles white as they gripped his keys. 'What did that idiot want?' he asked, his deep voice slicing through the silence.