Motley Crue (Gay) Imagines

"I Didn't Know.." - (Tommy/Nikki)

(Short fluff, mentions of malnutrition-fainting,)
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Tommy wasn't one to complain, out of everyone in Motley Crue he was known for being the loudest, most adventurous bubbly person there. So when he met his idol Nikki Sixx and had been offered a place in his new band how could he refuse.
The only problem was Nikki's apartment. It was filled with bugs, the fridge was bare and the place look like it had been ransacked every night Nikki had been living there. Of course this wasn't a huge deal to Nikki as he had gotten used to the disorder and chaos of his home. 

But for Tommy this was all really different compared to his life back at home. He was used to having clean floors a fridge filled with food and a nice place to sleep at night, without having to worry about the bed caving in or the fact that his bedroom door was a solid piece of cardboard. But of course, Tommy would never say any of this to Nikki, he loved his terror twin to much to be a burden and judge his friends home, let alone risk the chance of being thrown out of the the band.

So Tommy stayed with Nikki, despite the uneasiness and insecurity he felt in the apartment he would do whatever it took to make his friend happy.

So here he sat during another one of his and Nikki's movie nights. Of course Nikki had picked a horror film which all though Tommy would also never admit scared the crap out of him. He only agreed to these so he could spend time with Nikki cuddled up on the couch and listening to the other bicker about how obvious it was who the killer is.

Nikki had already nestled into his normal spot on the couch leaving enough room for Tommy to curl into a ball beside him under the one blanket the apartment had to offer. Tommy's back was pressed to Nikki's chest as he yawned. They'd seen this movie more times that Tommy could count but he assumed it was just because it was Nikki's favorite.

The bassist had his hand rested gingerly on Tommy's stomach, tracing patterns absentmindedly the drummer felt himself being pulled into a comforting sleep. That was until his stomach gurgled causing the drummer to whimper in discomfort.

Nikki looked down at Tommy raising a quiet brow
"You okay there T?" he whispered.
His other hand somehow going to Tommy's hair, while the other remained firmly on the younger man's stomach.

"Mhm...m'ok..just tired" he mumbled, Nikki's fingers were working wonders in his scalp sending him straight into a soft doze. Nikki smiled noticing the way his terror twins eyes seemed to roll back anytime his fingers twirled around a curl of Tommy's hair.

"I can shut off the movie? We can call it a night?" Nikki whispered, his voice was getting softer and softer each time noticing how near sleep Tommy was.

"Mhm, no. I wanna stay here with you" he mumbled digging his face into Nikki's chest as he yawned trying to pry his eyes open some more to watch the movie.

Nikki let out a soft laugh, "alright T." he whispered.

It didn't take much longer for Nikki to hear Tommy's soft snores coming from below. The man was out cold sleeping soundly on his friend's chest with there thin apartment blanket draped lazily over his back. 

Nikki smiled his fingers continuing to massage into Tommy's scalp in hopes to keep his terror twin asleep and comfortable while he watched the film. 

It was only a few minutes later that Nikki heard the same rumbling as before. He could feel Tommy shifting uncomfortably on top of him as the rumble persisted every few seconds or so.

"Was he hungry?" Nikki thought.

"Maybe his stomach hurts? That would explain him moving so much" Nikki wondered as he tried to shush Tommy's whimpering his hands going to massage his friend's stomach in hopes to ease any pain. 

The two ended up falling asleep on the couch, Nikki lay flat on his back with Tommy cuddled on top of him the younger man's stomach continued to rumble throughout the night. 

Tommy was the first to wake up. His vision was blurred and he was shivering like crazy as he felt the cool waft of the front door hit his skin. He whimpered as he cuddled deeper into himself trying desperately to remain warm.