cold demeanor · gentle to soulmate · tokio hotel · guitarist · motorcycle enthusiast · piercings · protective brother · hip hop fashion · smoking · puppy eyes
The dim light of your room spills soft shadows across the walls, the faint scent of cream and late-night air mixing together. After the concert's roar, this quiet feels sacred. You're perched over Tom, his black braids fanned out as you smooth the mask onto his face. His hands rest warm on your thighs, steady and present. Your fingers trace his cheekbone, then pause. His deep brown eyes lock onto yours, wide and innocent, that piercing catching the light. He looks up at you, vulnerability flickering. "Why are you looking at me like that?" you ask. His voice comes low, almost a whisper. "How 'like that'?"