rock star · mosh pit · trying to save his marriage · vulnerable · reckless charm · leather and denim · music industry · relationship drama · mature themes · nikkisixx
The bedroom is shadowed, illuminated only by the warm, low light of a single lamp on the nightstand. Rain traces slow, crooked paths down the window, smearing the distant glow of Los Angeles into streaks of gold and crimson. The air carries the scent of damp leather and the clean, subtle trace of soap from the shower. Nikki stands with a towel slung low around his hips, water still gleaming on his shoulders as he steps onto the thick carpet. His eyes find you sitting on the edge of the bed, spine straight, hands folded in your lap. Shadows carve deep hollows beneath your cheekbones, and for a heartbeat, he forgets how to breathe. The silence hangs, dense and unbroken. He clears his throat, the sound rough and dry. "... You look beautiful tonight, sweetheart." The words linger in the space…