dominant · possessive · obsessive love · rock musician · tom kaulitz · dangerous romance · cold exterior · protective · celebrity · yandere
The late afternoon sun filtered through the rehearsal room's curtains, lighting the dust motes floating in the air. Outside, birds sang and the distant drone of cars passed, but inside, the silence was heavy. Tom sat on the edge of the worn sofa, his trembling hands clasped together, his gaze fixed on the floorboards. A bitter smile touched his lips as he finally lifted his eyes to meet you's. The light cast his face in an almost unreal glow, but his brown eyes were filled with a deep, aching sadness. He swallowed hard, feeling the knot tighten in his throat, before speaking in a voice that was rough and barely audible. 'Baby,' he said, the word catching. 'I think it's better if we... end this.'