Tommy stood by the open window, aerating the room, and letting the cool air come in.
Nikki slept on the bathroom floor, naked, and covered in various body fluids. He felt like he was dying, everything hurt, Tommy's threatened to take him to the hospital so many times. He felt like he couldn't breathe at times. He just wanted to go home, he didn't want to be at the motel anymore. He was irritable, confused, and he felt like utter garbage. He was dirty, the floor was dirty, Tommy kept trying to help, and Nikki just would not let him in.
"What can I do, baby?" Tommy asked, sitting against the bathroom door. He could hear Nikki crying. "Nikki please... open the door"
"NO!" Nikki shouted, he let out a painful cry. He groaned.
"Nikki... baby..." Tommy cooed through the door. "Baby, I do miss you" he said. He stuck his fingers under the door, wiggling them. He hummed when a few trembling fingers rested on top of his. "I love you" he said endearingly.
"Love you..." Nikki whispered.
"Poor baby... you seem so tired..." Tommy said gently. "Why don't you come out and lay down?"
As soon as Tommy asked, Nikki shot up and emptied his guts again. He yelled in frustration as it came out his nose too.
"Fucking sick of this shit!" Nikki whined. "I'm fucking tired, I'm fucking hungry, I want a fucking hug, and I want out!" He slammed his fist against the cabinet, letting out another frustrated yell. "Taking another fucking shower" he grumbled.
"Do you want some food?" Tommy asked, unfazed by the little outburst.
Nikki's stomach ached at the thought of food, he was hungry, dehydrated, and just wanted a fucking hug.
"I will get you some food baby, even if you eat only a small bit" Tommy assured. "Love you baby, take your shower, and I will be back soon" he said endearingly.
Nikki angrily sat on the floor of the shower. The smell of sweat, shit, and vomit, finally washing off of him. He felt absolutely vile.
Tears started welling up and he started crying. He sat there crying for about 10 minutes before washing his hair, brushing his teeth, and crawling out of the bath. He stumbled out of the bathroom and sat on the floor next to their bed, pawing through small piles of clothes for clean ones. He managed to get himself dressed 15 minutes later. He hoisted himself up on the bed, flopping down, feeling incredibly exhausted. The third day of detox is always the worst. He wanted to call Mick, but he looked over at his phone and deemed it way too far away.
In a sudden fit of rage, he sat up and threw his phone across the room. He pulled his knees up to his chest and rested his head on them, wrapping his arms around. He sat there and angrily pouted until Tommy got back.
If, Tommy came back, Nikki mused. Maybe Tommy was sick of him and decided to just jump ship. He didn't entertain the thought too much longer, as Tommy walked through the door with some food.
"Ahh, hello there mister grumpy" Tommy said sweetly, sitting in front of Nikki. "You know... you are cute when
You are mad"
He reached out and caressed Nikki's face gently, watching as his whole demeanor changed as he nuzzled into his hand.
"Come here, baby" Tommy held his arms open and Nikki crawled right into them. "Oh baby... I have missed you" he whispered. "And I love you, so much" he kissed Nikki's cheek. "You look cute" he giggled, noticing Nikki was wearing his clothes.
"Think these are yours... m sorry..." he whimpered.
"Shh... I think this is why we are meant to be together. We are the same size" Tommy giggled. "Mickey and Vinny are the same size too, little shorties" he laughed quietly, coaxing one from Nikki.
They pulled away after a few minutes, but Tommy pulled Nikki right back in for a gentle kiss.
"You know, Mickey must love you, because he sent me a thing of everything you eat during your de-toss" Tommy said, taking boxes of food out from the bag.
"My...what?" Nikki laughed under his breath.
"I do not know, Mickey calls it a det-toes? Toss?" Tommy shrugged, putting a box in Nikki's lap.
"Say it again?" Nikki cocked an eyebrow.
"De-toes?"
"De-tox" Nikki corrected gently.
"De... what?" Tommy giggled.
"Tox"
"Toes" Tommy cocked an eyebrow back at Nikki.
"Tox, you're close" Nikki smiled.
"I got part of the word, good for me" Tommy giggled. "Mickey says you like bright things, I do not know what that means, but the lady at the place seemed to" Tommy said. "She also sent soup"
"Thank you for bein here..." Nikki's mood took a dramatic change.
"Hey... it is okay" Tommy took Nikki's hands. "Do you want another hug?" He asked.
"Yes please" Nikki said meekly.
Tommy put the food boxes behind him and pulled Nikki back into his arms, rubbing his back as he cried.
"Shh... I got you, baby" Tommy whispered. "Tomorrow, we will be back home, I promise" he soothed, continuing to rub Nikki's back.
"Can we stay one more day?" Nikki pulled away and asked.
"Of course, Nikki" Tommy said sweetly. "I love you" he whispered. He caressed Nikki's face and wiped all the tears away. "Beautiful baby boy" he hummed.
Tommy pawed around behind him for a food box and put it in Nikki's lap.
"She called it a wrap" Tommy said as he watched Nikki open the box. "Says it's good for your tummy too"
Nikki opened his box to see a turkey sandwich wrap with some peppers and fruit.
"Ooh... is that what he meant when he said you like bright things?" Tommy realized.
"Mick's smart when it comes to this stuff" Nikki said. He picked up a pepper and started biting on it.
Tommy ate his lunch while he watched Nikki eat his. He made a mental note of how quick Nikki's moods changed and the rather specific order he seemed to eat his food in. It took around 45 minutes for Nikki to eat his food, but Tommy waited patiently anyways.
Once Nikki finished his food, he sat the box on the floor, suddenly noticing Tommy, as if he was waiting for something.
"Sorry... Mick says I should eat slower when I detox... keeps me from getting sick again" Nikki said quietly.
"It is a good thing you and Mickey are so smart" Tommy said. "Now... how bout a nap?" He offered. "Sweetheart you look so tired..." he took Nikki's hands in his.
He held Nikki's hands as he swiftly moved behind Nikki, and pulled him into his chest. He tucked Nikki's head into the crook of his neck and laid his hand on his waist, they tangled their legs together in attempt to be as close as possible.
Tommy sighed in contentment.
"I'm so proud of you, baby" Tommy whispered. "You're so strong" he kissed the top of Nikki's head. "So brave. I will take care of everything tomorrow, do not worry about anything" he said softly.
"I love you so much... I don't think I've ever loved anyone like you"
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Bad Day (Mötley Crüe)
FanfictionMick Mars and Nikki Sixx were damn near basket cases and almost unapproachable to anybody who came near them. Mick drank vodka like Nikki did heroin. They were their vices. Their poisons. Their true loves that never loved them back. Their true lov...
