°•#1 Nikki Sixx: remedy•°

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Ah yes, the notorious Mötley crue after parties, drug and alcohol fueled parties that dragged on until early hours in the morning. You were disinterested in the party scene, you sipped at your drink peaceful watching the chaos of people fighting and dancing and doing...incredibly unholy things.

Nikki, in the corner of his eye notices you alone sat in a corner, he finishes talking to his bandmate Tommy before coming over to you. In a drug filled haze, he lifted your chin to get you to look at him.  "My, my, such a pretty little thing, all alone at such a big party~" He winks, tracing circles into your cheek, making your face heat up, soft pink entering your face. You stumbled with your words and mumbled,

"I-i...er...hello?" You say awkwardly trying not to sound nervous as his face inched closer, the scent of booze entering the air as his breath bounced off your cheek. "Hello to you too, pretty girl/boy~ now...what are you doing alone?" He whispers into your ear softly, you sighed and explained that you dragged here by a friend who'd left to pathetically attempt to hook up with the drummer.

"Ouch- that's sad...how about I cheer you up! You want another drink? I know the big man, I can get us a free drink if you want" He offers, not taking notice of the half full glass of yours, fuck it. Why not!!

Shot after shot, the pair of you were probably black out drunk in what, hour and a half? But damn did it feel good~ you both danced and drank and did...incredibly stupid things- a few moments later, your hurling up your lungs into a toilet bowl as nikki held back your hair laughing at how you can't handle as much alcohol as him. After that he helped you up as you stumbled about like those inflatable people at gas stations.

He carried you on his back to his room and settled you on the bed as you groaned as your stomach hurt. "Hey, hey...pretty girl/boy~ it's okay, your ganna have the most fucked hangover tomorrow, you gotta rest up, my white sheets don't really need your vomit on em...no offense or anything though" He chuckled fiddling his hand in your hair, he sighed as you started sleepy complaining...

"But...nik...I'm not...sleepy....not yet" you groaned turning over, he laughed and hugged you tight to him, "I know, I know...but...as much as a sadist I may be, I dont think I can stomach seeing you hurl again-" he chuckled running his guitar calloused finger tips ran down your spine.

You let out a yawn and cuddled nikki close, your legs wrapping around his waist to keep him close. "L-love you...nik...nikki" you mutter in your sleepy haze, his long jet black locks tickling your neck as you snored into his chest, he sighed and whispered into your ear, tucking your hair behind your ear "pstt...I love you too pretty girl/boy"

God, it was mid afternoon before you and nikki woke up, you groggily got up and rushed to the bathroom to vomit, nikki followed and leant on the bathtub, watching over you. "Tsk tsk tsk, now now little one, maybe you should be more responsible" He said jokingly as you stood back up and hugged him. He felt sorry for you as he ran his fingers through your hair.

"I'm sorry..." you grumbled to him, he shushed you and patted your head, "Come here fucker, it's okay...how about...some nice coffee and some toast? That's a good hangover remedy, I hope you like horror movies, because someone as poorly as you deserves some food, cuddles and horror movies" He smiled picking you up causing you to yell, in fear of him dropping you. "Nik! Don't you dare drop me! I'll behead you and hang you on my mantle peice!!" You yelled.

He chuckled and held her tight, "don't stress I won't, plus someone as sexy as me would make such an handsome mantle peice~" you smiled as he placed you on the leather couch and put the tape of texas chainsaw massacre as he went into the kitchen and started making some coffee and toast for you. A few moments later he came back and placed the cup on the coffee table and the toast on your lap. He held you close and held your hand at the scary parts. He smiled and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"Love you little one..." He whisper placing kisses from your ear to the bottom of your chin. "Love you...too ...nik..." you giggled kissing the ball of his nose. He messed up your hair and gave a stupid, giddy smile...

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