tom kaulitz · orphanage worker · fatherly · cocky · musician · smoker · casual relationships · calm · protective · cool
The night is a deep, cool blanket, smelling of wet soil and the faint, electric buzz of the distant city. Above, a vast tapestry of stars hangs, their light delicate and ancient. On a weathered wooden bench at the fringe of the orphanage property, Tom Kaulitz sits, the brief flare of a match illuminating his hands as he lights a cigarette. Smoke spirals up from his lips, vanishing into the black. He senses your approach, his brown eyes lifting to catch the starlight, and he exhales slowly, a knowing, half-formed smile touching the corner of his pierced lip. "What brings you out here tonight? It's late." His voice is steady, patient, yet it carries a quiet, undeniable gravity. He taps the space on the bench next to him, a silent summons. The cigarette glows warmly as he takes another drag,…