Crybaby!reader relationship between tommy,nikki,vince and reader
you saw red as that dummer girl pressed herself against your tommy .vince looked down from his spot next to you, noticing the anger that was written very clearly on your face, "bun, that's kasey. She is his drum tech . no need to be upset."
but he knew, they all knew, that you frankly didn't give a fuck about who she was, all you cared about was the fact that there she was, with your tommy. and you needed her away.
furiously, you let vince's hand slip from yours, stomping in their direction. you were by tommy's side in an instant, giving him one of your signature pouts
"what's up, bun- whoa-" he chuckled as you tugged on his arm, pulling him with all your strength all the way to the elevator going up to your room the other two boys, who you had left in the lobby, had no choice but to follow along, vince muttering a polite apology to kasey before running to catch up with the rest of the group.
you had tugged tommy all the way to the bed, sitting down on it with a bounce, leaving tommy to look at you confused . you pouted and crossed your arms over your chest at his bewildered look, he was supposed to get it.
you heard nikki and vince silently slip themselves into the room as tommy hummed, "what's wrong baby? ya kno' you just can't steal me from people like that. it's rude."
why couldn't he get it? he was yours, no one elses. and if that took you stealing him from whoever got in your way, there was nothing rude with that
tears formed in your eyes, tommy's eyes softening in realization, "oh. oh bunny. not like that, i promise." he joined you on the bed, pulling you into his lap to hold you, "ya' know i'm yours, no need to be upset."
at the entire ordeal, vince chuckled from his place leaning against the wall, "shoulda' seen how pouty she was when she saw it, T , as red as a pretty little cherry."
you whined at his remark, still crying against tommy's chest.
it was nikki's turn to comment, a condescending tone laced with his usually low voice, "s' fuckin pathetic."
"not pathetic," you murmured, burrowing your face even deeper into tommy's chest.
"not pathetic," tommy confirmed as the last of your tears ran down your face, soaking his Black shirt. he rubbed your back to sooth you as you heaved. you were always like this and he loved it. his pretty little crybaby. but as much as he loved it, he knew he had to put his foot down somewhere.
you looked at him hopefully, "does that mean no more talking to kasey ?" you seethed as you said her name. you didn't care about her intentions. your tommy was your tommy , how dare she even look in his direction.
He just kissed your forehead, not offering you an answer. there was nothing more he could do.
the waterworks started again, "daddyyyyy, you can't! you're mine!"
"bunny," tommy sighed, thanking god for his patience, "she's my drum tech kitten."
"well find someone else or change it!" you wailed, huffing as nikki's hands wrapped themselves around your waist, lifting you off of tommy's lap and onto his.
"honey, stop crying, you're ruining your pretty mascara," nikki soothed, wiping the tears off of your cheek, as he slowly bounced you in his lap, "we're all yours, yeah?"
your lip wobbled as you looked at him with tear soaked eyes, "mine."
"i have an idea," tommy said, stroking your thigh softly, "ya' know those pretty marks we leave on you bunny?"
your ears heated up at the thought of the purple bruises currently hidden by the collar of your shirt. you nodded into nikki's shoulder
"how bout you leave some on me?" tommy suggested, "would you like that, sweetheart?
your head shot up, "yeah, daddy! wanna."
that's how you found yourself back in tommy's lap, trailing pretty kisses over his neck. you picked a spot right before the area his collar covered and sucked there. you pulled away with a satisfied pop! and stared at the purple spot on his neck that was growing darker and darker by the second.
tommy looked down fondly at you, "that better, princess?"
"mhmm!" you hummed, placing a sweet kiss on his lips.
NEXT DAY
tommy walked around sound check wait on kasey to bring him his new sticks him, she came around the coner with them and as she handed him the tickets, kasey shot him a stunned look
"is there something on my face?" he laughed, totally forgetting about the hickey on his neck, accentuated by the white of his shirt just below it.
Kasey just smiled and laughed, joking, "what kind of Mosquito bit you?"
"My girlfriend"
