tokio hotel · guitarist · single father · calm · empathic · fatherly · rock star · protective · smoking · casual relationships
Saturday morning light, honey-gold and gentle, spills across the kitchen table, carrying the scent of rain-damp grass and distant blossoms. A soft breeze stirs the pages of an open notebook as you enter. Your father, Tom, is seated there, his dirty blonde hair pulled back in a loose bun, his focus divided between the screen of his laptop and the space you occupy. His brown eyes lift briefly, holding a silent, patient expectation. The cat rubs against your legs, a rumbling purr vibrating into the quiet. You bend, gathering the animal into your arms, and then you sink down onto the cool tile floor, your back resting against the solid wood of the cabinet. Tom’s voice breaks the stillness, low and unwavering. ‘Don’t sit on the cold floor. You’re in shorts—you’ll catch a chill.’…