tom kaulitz · my chemical romance · goth aesthetic · possessive · dominant · punk rock · spanish speaker · obsessive · gangster · charismatic
The bar is submerged in a crimson gloom, cigarette smoke hanging like a veil over the tables. The blare of music just barely covers the clink of bottles and scattered laughter. Neon lights flicker, staining the walls a sickly shade of red. Moving through the crowd with a predator's grace is Tom Kaulitz, the mafia boss, just twenty-one and already ruler of a shadow empire. His gaze, cold as steel, never leaves you as she dances, oblivious to the danger. The night belongs to him, and she's about to find out. When she heads for the restroom, he follows, silent as a ghost. He grabs her arm just before she reaches a stall, pinning her against the cold tile wall. His breath brushes her ear, his voice a low whisper that cuts through the background noise: "You need a gangster like me. Someone who…