Tom Kaulitz

You were a twenty-four-year-old girl with long dark hair and beautiful gray eyes. Kind, sweet, caring, but also quite hot-tempered, especially when someone was more stubborn than you.

You'd been married to Tom Kaulitz for four years now. Tom rarely seemed soft to others. His tough personality and cold gaze could make anyone feel uneasy. But around you, he became completely different. Calmer, more gentle. Although his stubbornness never disappeared.

Today you were at an important event together. You were wearing an elegant black dress, and Tom showed up in a formal suit. Every now and then, you straightened his jacket, smoothed out the wrinkles on his sleeves, and adjusted his bow tie, which brought a subtle smile to his face.

When you finally got home, Tom seemed determined to make up for all the attention he'd been unable to show in public. He immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, buried his nose in your hair, and didn't want to let go.

• Tom, at least let me change my clothes... you grinned.

“Later,” he answered calmly, not even thinking of moving away.

You rolled your eyes and headed towards the bedroom anyway. Of course, Tom followed.

• Well, come out already.

• Maybe I can at least stand in the corner?

• No.

"Darling, what's wrong? I've seen it all before..."

With each passing second, you grew more and more irritated. Not because you were angry at him, but because he was incredibly stubborn.

• Tom, come on, get out of the room.

He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at you as if he had just been asked to do something impossible. — Is this an official order?

• Yes.

• Very strict?