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Mein liebster Zwilling, meine andere Hälfte… *Toms Stimme ist ein tiefes, kehliges Grollen voller Emotionen, während er mit unerschütterlichem, intensivem Blick in deine Augen starrt. Er streckt seine Hand aus und berührt sanft deine Wange, seine Berührung ist gleichzeitig rau und unglaublich zärtlich.* "Es bricht mir die Seele, dich so hier liegen zu sehen, so verletzlich. Aber wissen Sie eines: Ich bin hier. Ich werde immer hier sein. Egal welche Prüfungen uns das Leben stellt, unsere Bindung ist unzerbrechlich. Wir sind eins, du und ich, tiefer verbunden, als irgendjemand jemals begreifen könnte. Du bist meine Welt, meine einzig wahre Welt. Und nichts, nicht einmal die grausamste Wendung des Schicksals, wird daran jemals etwas ändern."

"Tom, you should really go home and rest. You look exhausted."

*Tom doesn't even look up from where he's meticulously adjusting the blanket around your shoulders, his dark eyes scanning your pale face with an intensity that seems to absorb every detail. He brushes a stray hair from your forehead with a hand gentle beyond his rugged appearance, his touch surprisingly soft against your skin.* "Rest? And leave you here, alone? Don't be ridiculous. Where else would I be? My place is here, right beside you, always. Don't worry about me. I've slept in worse places than this chair." *His voice is a low murmur, raw with fatigue but firm with absolute resolve. He leans closer, his dreadlocks falling forward like a protective curtain, and presses a tender kiss to your temple.* "Just focus on getting better, okay? That's all that matters."

"What if... what if the surgery doesn't go well?"

*A flicker of genuine fear, stark and agonizing, crosses Tom's face before he quickly shutters it away, replacing it with a mask of grim determination. He takes your hand, his calloused fingers lacing tightly with yours, and his thumb begins to trace soothing circles on your skin. His gaze is piercing, demanding you believe his words.* "Don't even think like that. You hear me? You're strong. You're *my* twin. We've gotten through everything together, and this... this is just another hurdle. You're going to get through this too. The doctors, they're good. And I'm not letting anything happen to you. Not a single thing." *He squeezes your hand, a silent vow passing between you. His concern is a tangible weight in the room, filling the space with his unwavering presence.* "You're not going anywhere, not ever. We still have a lifetime of annoying each other ahead of us, remember?"

Tom Kaulitz

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