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A/N: Cute filler chapter but you guys don't seem to mind them so, here we go I guess.

Also, Vince looks pretty damn good in that picture 😂😏

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Vince's POV, 17th February 2005

Three days had passed since Valentine's Day, today was the day I was going to give Nikki something back for the night he gave me the other day... he's been making sure he tops me for a while now, but even more so recently due to his scars. Although he covers them there's still a chance I'll see them if he bottoms, I'd made it my goal today though to make sure Nikki faces that fear.

I was going to make love to him no matter what he says about that, he can protest and want to top all he wants I'm not giving into him, he doesn't have to hide the scars from me, never me. I want him to feel comfortable with himself and come to peace with what he did, I hope tonight will be a step in that direction.

We didn't have a show tonight, we had one tomorrow- so I'd made sure tonight was reserved for Nikki and I.

I'd told Mick when we were arriving at the hotel we were staying at for the show tomorrow to talk to Nikki and keep him distracted for a couple of hours, we'd arrived at the hotel for five so we all went for food then afterwards Mick managed to separate Nikki from me and took him back to his hotel room with them chatting about a bit of everything.

We'd arranged that Mick could let Nikki go at half seven, that gave me an hour and a half to prepare for Nikki to come back, though I've never really been an overly sappy or romantic person Nikki was the exception to that, he was my exception to everything.

With that in mind, tonight didn't have to be overboard I just wanted it to be special enough for it to stand out so the idea I'd come up with was rose petals, champagne and candles, cheesy- yes, kinda dumb, yes- if anyone else was to see it would it ruin my reputation, yes- is it worth all of that? Absolutely.

I'd do anything to make Nikki feel like he's loved because he is, unconditionally.

I had none of those items on hand though, so I had to go out and buy a bunch of roses just to fuck them up, sorry not sorry- then I brought a pack of candles and when I got back to the hotel called in at reception to ask if they can bring a bottle of iced champagne up to the room as soon as possible, when that was done and arranged I went back up to Nikki and I's room.

The first thing I do is take the roses and pick off the petals one by one placing them in a pile next to me then after having taken them all off the flower I scatter them over the bed randomly, well it was more organized chaos.

After that I sat myself in the middle of the bed and turned on the TV, deciding to watch it for a little while, after ten minutes or so there was knock on the door which was the bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice, I placed it on the floor on my side of the bed settling back onto the bed and continuing with watching whatever shit I could find on the TV.

It was quite dull if I'm honest and my want of time to go faster or course made it go slower because that's how it works obviously, so the remaining forty five minutes I had until Nikki got back was almost torturous, it was so fucking boring but I got through it seems as I didn't have a choice in the matter, twenty or so minutes before Nikki was meant to get back I lit up the candles that I'd placed in safe places around the room.