Good Girl Gone Bad: A Y/N x Bruce Kulick Story

The First Show

I walked to the front row of the arena, taking my seat and waiting eagerly for the curtain to drop. I was even more excited for the show than usual. Not only was I going to see my older brother who I loved dearly perform, I was going to see the love of my life, my brand new boyfriend perform too. 

At last the voice boomed out across the arena and Kiss took the stage! They were wonderful as always, Eric pounding on the drums and Bruce absolutely shredding the guitar. I never wanted it to end. But of course eventually they had ran through the setlist and the encore, taking their final bows. Bruce gave me a smile and a wink and I waved eagerly at him. At last the curtain dropped and I rose to my feet, heading backstage. 

I reached the dressing room before half the band, pushing open the door and giving Bruce a wide smile.

"You did wonderful!" I cried, running over and jumping into his arms. 

He laughed, stumbling back as my weight hit him, but he caught me nonetheless. My legs went around his waist while one hand of his rested on my back, the other on my butt as he supported me. 

"I'm glad you had fun!" he said with a smile, eyes sparkling.

Gene coughed loudly and Bruce immediately set me down.

"Come on now Kulick. Let's not be too obvious now," he said under his breath, giving us a sideways smirk. 

I turned to Bruce, eyes wide. 

"You told him?" I murmured.

He shook his head, giving me a soft smile and tapping me playfully on the nose. 

"I did not. He just figured it out. That's why he took Eric in a separate cab. He's right though. Ease up there Peaches," he murmured, pinching me fondly on the cheek.

I nearly melted at the pet name, giving him a smile. 

"Sorry. I just love you so much," I murmured. 

"I know. But hey we'll find a way to go on another date," he said with a wink, ruffling my hair and walking over to his counter. 

The door opened as Eric walked in and I gave him a smile, running over and giving him a hug. 

"You did so well tonight! Your solo was amazing!" I said eagerly.

He smiled, hugging me back, swelling with pride at my compliment. 

"Thanks! I'm really glad you enjoyed it," he said, letting me go and starting to get changed as Paul joined us in the dressing room, giving me a hello. 

I let out a yawn, leaning against the counter next to Eric, and Bruce immediately perked up.

"Oh hey Y/N if you're tired I can take you back to the hotel," he said. 

Eric immediately frowned, shaking his head. 

"No no I can take her," he said. 

"Oh but you're still getting changed!" I said, but he shook his head again. 

"It's fine, just give me a few minutes."

I yawned again, rubbing my eyes and trying to look as sleepy as possible in a desperate attempt to convince Eric to let me go back with Bruce.

"Eric I'll just take her back in a cab and drop her off in her room, I'm not going to do anything, seriously. I know the rules," Bruce said. 

"I'm really tired but I don't want to make you hurry, can't I just go back with him?" I pleaded. 

There was a long pause as Eric looked between Bruce and I before scowling at Bruce.

"Drop her off in her room and that's it," he snapped. "I seriously mean it when I say none of you are allowed to date Y/N." 

"I know, don't worry," I said, giving him a smile and a hug.

He let out a sigh, hugging me back with a soft smile.

"You know I can't be mad at you," he murmured. "But seriously, don't date them, and make sure you stay safe." 

"I will, don't you worry," I said, letting go of him and walking out the door with Bruce. 

As soon as the door to the dressing room had closed behind us, Bruce laced his fingers through mine, giving my hand a squeeze. I gave him a smile, eyes sparkling, and he smiled back.

"You're beautiful, Duckie," he murmured, walking me down the hall, and I felt my heart absolutely melt into a puddle.

"You're the sweetest man ever, did you know that?" I asked.

"Oh well I have to be the sweetest, I want to treat the most perfect woman in the world as perfectly as I can," he said, giving my hand another squeeze and hailing a cab. 

As soon as we pulled away from the area his arm went around my waist, pulling me tightly against his side. I rested my head on his chest and he kissed me on the forehead. 

"You really are just absolutely perfect," he murmured, rubbing my hip affectionately. 

I leaned up, giving him a quick peck on the lips. 

"I'm not perfect, but I am very very lucky to end up with a man like you!"