Bad Day (Mötley Crüe)

High on the Music

Nikki stood outside Tommy's door. He did knock, even though Vince said Tommy probably wouldn't hear him, but he tried anyways. And when the music didn't seem to stop, he tried the doorknob to find it unlocked, and slowly pushed open the door.

"Vinn-Nikki! Come sit!" Tommy said. He patted the space next to him.

"I'm sorry if I'm intruding... Vince said that you'd like the company?" Nikki said, shyly wrapping his arms around himself a bit.

"Nikkiiiiii you are always welcome here, come in! Come sit"

Nikki slowly made his way over to the piano bench. He didn't notice it when they went over the other day for dinner, but Tommy's been playing on an upright grand piano. He was gently playing some chords.

"What're you playing?" Nikki asked, not seeing any sheet music to look at.

"Vinny calls it 'Home Sweet Home'" Tommy said, playing a few more notes.

Tommy fumbled around with some pages that were taped to the side of the piano and the ones that were on top.

"Uhm... here is the words... ah... lyrics" Tommy handed Nikki the paper.

Nikki read over the lyrics. They needed a little work, but the thought was there, and it was incredible. It was sweet, romantic, and warm.

"It sounds amazing..." Nikki said, truthfully. "You sound amazing..." he blushed.

"Oh Uhm... thank you, Nikki" Tommy blushed, shaking some hair in his face. "Do though, come sit" he patted the space at the piano bench. "Actually let us go sit over here" he said, standing up and walking over to the sofa.

Nikki shyly ruffled his hair and went to sit by Tommy.

"How are your..." Tommy started to say. He rubbed his own wrists, coaxing Nikki to push his sleeves up a bit.

"Oh, uhm..." Nikki pushed up his sleeves.

He never noticed he was bandaged up. He looked up at Tommy, worry in his eyes.

"Can I?" Tommy asked, holding his hands out.

Nikki nodded and laid his hands on top of Tommy's. Tommy gently unwrapped the bandages from Nikki's wrists. They were so soaked with blood.

"Good! It stopped bleeding" Tommy said. He took the bandages all the way off and set them on the coffee table.

"What happened?" Nikki asked quietly. His hands started shaking. What did I do...?"

"I think it was just an accident, Nikki" Tommy said. "You're okay" he nervously said, the cuts on Nikki's wrists looked bad.

"Tommy... they look... that-"

"Sh-shh... come on, let us go clean them off" Tommy said.

He stood up, still holding Nikki's hands. He lead Nikki over to their kitchen and ran some warm water. Tommy hovered his thumb over some of Nikki's cuts. He ran a towel under the warm water and gently laid it over Nikki's forearms.

"Tchssss-fuck" Nikki hissed.

"I know, I'm sorry" Tommy said gently. He looked up at Nikki's face. "Oh, you have got a uhm..." he said, looking for the right word. Tommy used the warm rag and wiped under Nikki's eyes. "It's dripping" he said. He wiped the 'dripping' eyeliner from Nikki's face.

"Motherfuckers let me leave the house like that?" Nikki chuckled. "Ugh... I'm a mess..." he said, rather sadly.

"I don't think you are, I think you look great" Tommy said.

"I mean like... what even happened yesterday?" Nikki asked.

"Uhm... you will have to ask Vinnie, I do not know what it was called" Tommy said. "I'm sorry" he said as he laid the towel back over Nikki's arms. "Do you want me to wrap them up?" Tommy asked.

"Yes please..." Nikki said. "Thank you" he said shyly.

"Go sit back down, I will be back" Tommy said.

Nikki nodded and quietly sat down on the sofa. He suddenly felt exhausted, he wasn't sure why. He wasn't sure why Mick was crying earlier either... Mick was mean, Nikki was surprised that Mick would let himself be vulnerable in front of someone who wasn't him.

Tommy came back to out with a first aid kit, a couple cups of coffee, and a stack of movies. He sat next to Nikki and started unwrapping some bandages.

"Can I?" Tommy asked, referring to Nikki's wrists. Nikki nodded and held them out, feeling Tommy's warm hands over his. "The cuts are gonna be a little... puffy" he said. "And... this will cool them down" he put some healing balm on Nikki wrists, making him hiss in pain. "M sorry, Nikki"

"It's okay... I really appreciate you doing this for me... where'd you learn this?" Nikki asked, forgetting he already asked once before.

"Vinnie showed me" Tommy said, not minding Nikki's goof.

Tommy finished wrapping one of Nikki's wrists and proceeded to push up his own sleeves.

"I ran away one day, and ran right into Vinnie" he said. "At first, I did not want to be here, in America, I missed home. So I cut, and one day I could not take it, and ran off"

"Do you regret running away?" Nikki asked.

"No, because then I would not have met Vinnie, and I would not have met you" Tommy said truthfully. Both boys blushed. "Mama did not know English, and Dad is in the army... so, Vinnie taught me English, I still mess up" he chuckled.

"I think you're doing great" Nikki said.

"And you are doing great, all done!" Tommy happily said as he finished wrapping Nikki's wrists.

"Thank you, Tommy" Nikki said shyly. "You didn't have to do this"

"Shh, none of that, here, coffee" Tommy hushed Nikki. He handed him a mug. "Not sure how you liked it... but it's sweet" he said.

Nikki and Tommy clinked their mugs together and chuckled.

"It's perfect, thank you"

"Do you want to watch a movie with me? These have been my favorites" Tommy said.

"Pick your favorite and I'll watch it with you" Nikki said.

"Oh! Mick says you like cooking... I was going to make us some food if you want to help make it, I can teach you" Tommy offered. "It's easy! Like falling off a piece of cake"

"It's... what?" Nikki chuckled.

"Easy like falling off-oh" Tommy started laughing. "That doesn't make sense"

"No it doesn't" Nikki laughed.

"It made you laugh though! So I'm standing by it" Tommy giggled. "Your laugh is beautiful Nikki"

"Oh, uhm... it's really not, but thank you" he blushed.

"No really! It is!" Tommy said. "You are beautiful Nikki" he said endearingly. "Come on, I'm hungry, and I bet you haven't eaten yet"