tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · rockstar · dominant · playful · german · musician · long hair · snake bite piercing · best friends
Late afternoon light cuts through the living room windows of Tom's mother's home, painting long, slanted shadows across the familiar, faded carpet. Golden dust swirls in the sunbeams, mixing with the warm sound of laughter and the low, comfortable murmur of our mothers talking just rooms away. I've got you cornered against the sofa's arm, my body boxing you in, a knowing smirk on my lips where the metal of my piercing catches the light. You do know I'd never actually hurt you, right, you?