POV: 1st person
Prompt: doggo + Nikki Sixx
Warnings: noneSET IN 1980s
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Today was finally nice, considering it's late May. The sky was blue, no clouds, and was really warm. Not too warm, but just right. May always had my favorite weather.
I live alone, in Soho, New York with my dog Bonzo. He is a big golden retriever, and is probably my best friend. I take him everywhere I can. So of course, on this beautiful day, I decided to take him for a stroll, just for fun.
Walking down the sidewalk, I'm paying attention to my feet, not my dog nor where I was going. And before I knew it, Bonzo was pulling me away and jumping on a man with black hair.
"Bonzo!! Stop it!!" I scolded. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Let me help you." Bonzo had spilled the man's coffee all over his shirt, now sitting down in shame. "Can I buy you another?"
"It's alright," he chuckled. "I love dogs, it's totally fine."
"Okay," I laughed. The man had long, shaggy black hair, and was wearing a T. Rex tank top with leather pants and sneakers. He was eerily familiar. "You look, really familiar...do I know you? Or have I seen you somewhere?"
"Uh, yeah," he laughed, looking down. "Im uh, Nikki...Sixx. From Mötley Crüe."
"Oh yeah!! How did I not realize? I've seen you on MTV! Super cool band, dude." I said, making him chuckle and thank me. "But what's a rockstar like you doing drinking coffee alone in Soho?"
"Oh uh, I'm trying to be sober. My band mates aren't doing too good so, I came out here alone."
"Oh," I say. "Can I please just buy you another coffee? Or anything else? Just let me help."
"No, please, it's alright."
Bonzo had started sniffing him and licking the coffee off his shoes. "Bonzo, stop it!" I said.
"Bonzo?" He asked.
"Y-yeah, like John Bonham from—"
"Zeppelin," he finished, making me smile. "I know, I love them."
"Me...me too."
"Instead of a coffee, how about I take you out to dinner? That's a good payback to me."
"Really? I mean, you're Nikki Sixx, why would you want to go out with me?"
"I like you," he said honestly, smirking. "So what do you say? Seven?"
"Sure," I said, beaming. "Meet me back here?"
"Sure," he repeated, walking away.
I smiled big, walking back home with Bonzo. I could feel him looking up at me. "Don't look at me like that," I told him. "I'm going out with Nikki fucking Sixx"
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bro i haven't written in forever dude
i thought of this in the car while thinking of dog names, so i came in here and just wrote
sixx, bonzo the dog
YOU ARE READING
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Fanfiction*DISCONTINUED* This whole book is a literal disaster buttt I think the title is self-explanatory??