Bad Day (Mötley Crüe)

🔥Love Song 🔥

It was early afternoon and Mick and Vince haven't gotten out of bed yet. They laid there in each others arms, stroking each other's hair, kissing each others cheeks. Vince had a leg thrown over Mick's waist as he kissed his neck.

"Is it okay if we invite Sharise over for dinner tonight?" Vince asked. "She's been callin and I just... keep hanging up on her..." he sighed.

"Sure hon," Mick combed his fingers through his hair. "Do you want me to stay in here?" He asked.

"No no, I want her to meet you and stuff, if you'd like to meet her, and, you're smart and stuff" Vince shrugged. "Her fuckin boyfriend makes me nervous" he muttered.

"How come?" Mick asked, he brushed some hair back off Vince's face.

"I... think he hits her, I thought I was a shitty boyfriend..." He muttered. "She's still like... a friend to me and stuff, I dunno, just feel like he's gonna beat my ass one day"

"Shit... well, if she ever needs to, we have a couch, I don't mind" Mick said endearingly. "And you're not a shitty boyfriend" he said quietly. He kissed behind Vince's ear. "You're an amazing boyfriend"

"Have you heard from Tommy or Nikki?" Vince asked.

"No... but, if Nikki's detoxing, I feel bad for Tommy... Nikki detoxes out of... everywhere" Mick grimaced.

"Everywhere?" Vince raised an eyebrow.

"Everywhere, if he pukes, it comes out his nose, it makes him cry, he sweats real bad, if it's not coming out one end... it's... out of fuckin everywhere" Mick shuddered.

"Oh ew" Vince scrunched his nose. "Are you the same way?" He asked.

"Give me a few more hours, and you'll figure out your answer" Mick teased. "Now... how about you go call Sharise, I'll see what I can make everyone for dinner" he kissed Vince's cheek.

"Are you sure you're gonna be good to have people over? Are you feeling okay?" Vince asked worriedly.

"I'm kiddin, I'll be okay" Mick said. "You worry too much" he cupped Vince's cheek and brushed his thumb across it. "Go make that call" he said.

"I love you" Vince said lovingly. He hummed contently.

"You're procrastinating, get outta bed" Mick chuckled.

"You get outta bed!" Vince giggled.

"You're on top of me" Mick hummed. He playfully bit Vince's earlobe.

"Just a few more minutes..." Vince muttered. He nuzzled into Mick's neck.

"Mm..." Mick hummed.

Mick pressed more gentle kisses on Vince's head and cheeks.

"Y'know..." Vince said. "I'd love to have a place with you, just you and me" he said lovingly. "If you'll have me"

"That would be nice, wouldn't it" Mick said. "There's something else on your mind though, isn't there" he whispered. He kissed Vince's forehead.

"S'nothing..." Vince muttered.

"Vinny... talk to me, what's goin on?" He rubbed Vince's waist, slipping his hands under his hoodie.

Vince sat up and sighed. His shoulders dropped and he looked down at his hands.

"I just... I want a family... a good one, y'know? My own didn't care about me, my daughter died" Vince sighed and shrugged. "Told you... there's not a whole lot to talk about..." he said sadly, his voice trailed off into a whisper.