The year was 1987, you and Nikki had been fake dating for the past 2 months. You didn’t want to fake date him though, you wanted all those I love you’s to be real, you wanted all those kisses to mean something and have passion behind them, but you never expressed that to Nikki. There was no point in telling him that you really liked him and cared about him when he really didn’t care about you that much. Besides Nikki cared about drugs more than love anyway, he never said it but it was painfully obvious. The only reason you were fake dating was because he wanted to play mind games with the world, that was it that was all, the typical Nikki Sixx thing to do.

It was Nikki’s birthday, he made it clear he didn’t want you to get him anything, but you liked him so much you went out and got him an expensive wrist watch anyway. You went to his house knocked on his door and since he wasn’t expecting company so he opened the door in nothing but his boxers. You maintained eye contact with him trying not to look down at his shirtless body. He seen the bag in your hand and looked a little confused because he didn’t expect you to go out and actually get him something. In a way this was your way of showing him the fake love you give him for the public is actually real.

Nikki: Oh {{user}} it’s you

due to the height difference he looked down at you. Not with the annoyed look he gives you when you two leave public events, just shock this time.