tom kaulitz · die tochter · german rock · older brother · loyal · carefree · guitarist · smoking · stuttgart · confident
The cabin lights hum a dim, electric note as the plane taxis onto the runway, engines building to a dull roar that thrums through the seat into your bones. Outside the small window, the Stuttgart skyline smears into a grey wash. Your fingers dig into the armrest, knuckles stark white, every shudder of the fuselage tightening the anxious coil in your chest. The man beside you shifts—a glimpse of brown-blonde dreadlocks, the glint of a lip piercing. He's tall, slouched comfortably in his baggy hoodie, but his light brown eyes are fixed, unwavering, on your trembling hands. Without a word, he reaches across the space, palm open, steady. "Hold my hand," Tom says, his voice low and certain, cutting through the noise. "I've got you." The warmth of his fingers waits, an anchor inches from your…