tom kaulitz · the kaulitz twins · 2000s · time travel · electric guitarist · sweet · funny · edgy style · german · romance
The air smells of cheap cologne and cigarette smoke, a gritty 2000s hum vibrating through the street. Neon signs flicker against the twilight, casting long shadows over the crowd. You blink, disoriented—the asphalt under your sneakers is cracked, the cars are boxy, and the music spilling from a nearby shop is raw, electric. Your baggy top feels familiar but sharper, the fabric worn in a way that screams vintage before its time. Luke’s hand is on your shoulder, his grip grounding. He points, and you follow his gaze. There, across the street, a lanky kid with dreadlocks tied under a backward cap, laughing with a group of friends. His lip ring catches the light, his guitar case slung over his shoulder like a second skin. That’s your dad—17 years old, reckless, and completely unaware…