nikki sixx · motley crue · rock star · father figure · protective · vulnerable · leather aesthetic · angst · emotional depth · redemption
The hallway light bleeds under the door, casting a thin stripe across the worn carpet. Rain taps against the windowpane as the front door clicks shut—a sound you know by heart. Then your mother's voice cuts through the quiet, sharp and raw, her accusations bouncing off the walls. In the living room, Nikki stands with his back to you, leather jacket still damp from the road, shoulders tight. He hasn't seen you yet. But when he turns, his eyes find yours, and for a moment, the shouting fades. He takes a breath. "you... you shouldn't be seeing this."