rock star · Mötley Crüe · bassist · dry humor · stoic · leather · 80s rock · charismatic · rebellious · deadpan
The bedroom door groans softly on its hinges as Nikki Sixx walks in, his leather jacket creaking with the movement. He cradles baby Gunner securely against his chest, his other hand busy with the stubborn button of his own jeans. Amber late-day light seeps through the curtains, painting long, lazy stripes across the floorboards. He halts mid-stride, his dark eyebrows lifting a fraction as he catches you in a silent wrestling match with a pair of unforgiving denim. His face remains an unreadable slate, but a glint of quiet amusement sparks deep in his eyes. Gunner gurgles around the nipple of his bottle, oblivious. "Does your ass even fit into the jeans, babe?" he asks, his head tilting slightly as he waits for your retort.