𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗸𝗶 𝗦𝗶𝘅𝘅 ~ 𝗢𝗻𝗲-𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 🤍

• 𝗞𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 🩷

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Y/N's POV, 1995

Currently, I was sat on my couch waiting for the imminent arrival of my best friend of more years than I care to remember, Nikki. Nikki was always destined for great things, and when he made it big in Mötley Crüe I was so proud of him despite the fact we had to sacrifice some of our time together for it.

I'd made sure to spend as much time with him as possible, whenever free time from his responsibilities and my responsibilities lined up but usually we'd just end up having a phone call which was better than nothing.

The last few years hadn't been quite as full on with the band which meant I'd actually got to spend much more time with Nikki, making it slightly more reminiscent of the old days. I'd missed having his friendship, having to share him with the rest of the world, because being Nikki Sixx the rockstar took up so much of his life.

I was doing some cleaning while I waited for Nikki to show up, wiping down work surfaces, dusting and whatnot. We'd arranged for him to arrive at midday, and it was three minutes past now. When it got to ten past there was a knock on my door and I ditched the cleaning immediately and quickly walked towards the door and pulled it open, Nikki being stood on the other side.

"You're late." I say immediately and he raised an eyebrow.

"By like..." he said as he checked his watch "Ten minutes. Wow. I think that falls within the 'fashionably late' time range, so don't get your panties in a twist."

I gave him a look and then moved aside and allowed him inside "Ass."

"You're the ass for calling me out for being ten minutes late. Traffic was hell, sorry I couldn't teleport or fly here, to get here the second the clock ticked twelve."

"Set out earlier." I tease, closing the door behind him "Do you want a whiskey? Beer?"

"Just water thanks. I'm driving, so..." he shrugged with a smile and I nodded.

I gesture towards the sofa "Sit, make yourself at home. But you always do."

"What can I say, your couch is one of the best I've ever sat on. I'm a simple man, I don't need much to make me happy."

"You don't say." I snort, as we split off, him sitting on the couch and me going into the kitchen and got a glass of water for Nikki, before returning to the living room and handing it to him.

He took it and smiled "You're a babe." And sipped it then placed it on the coffee table, as I sat next to him.

"Enough with the flattery, Sixx. It's not going to work on me."

"Are you sure about that? Bet your panties are soaked already."

"Funnily enough I'm not one of your groupies who'd drop on their knees as soon as you glance in my direction."

"Pity." Nikki teased, which was nothing new. That was just a staple of our relationship really "So, how's things? Lost without me as always, I assume."

"That's right, don't know my ass from my elbow." I scoffed "I'm not that reliant on you, by the way."

"No, of course not. Silly of me to assume otherwise... I've missed you. Two weeks and it feels like two years."