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my heart bleeds for the departure of #5

[Sami Yaffa x Fem!Reader]

Summary: Sami becomes jealous when the girl (Razzle’s sister) he likes seem to pay a lot of attention to the notorious Nikki Sixx

Warnings: jealousy, flirtatious remarks, kissing, touching

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A/N: do I have a lot of motley crue requests in my inbox? Yes. I’m I gonna write a Hanoi rocks one no one is going to read? Yep. Did I make Y/N too northern English? Yeh.

Sami regretted introducing you to Mötley Crüe. He knew you were a fan and he just wanted you to finally meet them but for some reason he forgot they were infamous with their ways. He has always liked you, ever since Razzle introduced the two of you back in England, but has never had the courage to speak up about it but every since Hanoi Rocks starting hanging around the Crüe, he wish he had.

The ten of you were sitting round a fairly empty club. Sami was sat with Nasty and Razzle at the bar whilst the rest of you were at a booth close to the bar (close enough to be able to talk to each other). You were sat next Nikki. Sami could not help but stare at you both as he watched the rockstar shuffle closer and swing an arm around your shoulders.

“For god’s sake, Sami!” Razzle whisper-shouted, “stop staring at my sister like a creep.”

“Shhh!” Sami tore his eyes away from you to hush the drummer, “she can hear you.”

“Don’t worry,” Nasty chuckled quietly, “i think she is too engaged with Nikki.”

He turned back to you, at an embarrassing speed, to see Nikki whispering something in your ear and you giggle. He frowned and crossed his arms as if he was a sulking child.

“Nikki! Behave,” he heard you scold Nikki and him replying in chuckles.

Sami turned back to his bandmates and took a sip from his drink, trying his best to hide his anger and jealousy. He cursed himself for being so shy and scared of rejection because if he wasn’t he could be the one whose arms you were in, not Sixx. He couldn’t help but feel butterflies when you spoke to him or blush when you complimented him. You were too perfect for his mind to comprehend.

“C’mon, Sami. They’re probably just having some innocent flirty banter,” Razzle commented, “Y/N knows better than to go after a guy like Nikki.”

“Yeah,” Sami muttered, not feeling reassured at all.

“I don’t know. They seem pretty close,” Nasty teases, “Nikki’s hands are all over her.”

“Sod off, Nasse,” Razzle scoffs.

He was right. Nikki’s hand was on your thigh and you were blushing noticeably. Sami must have been staring for a while since you picked up on it.

“You alright there, Sam?” You ask.

“Fine!” He answered too fast, his cheeks burning up in embarrassment. “Just- erm. I was just day dreaming.”

“Come sit next to me so I can hear,” you suggest over the loud music as you struggle to hear him. “Budge up everyone,” you shout at the rest of the table, breaking up what seemed to be a heated argument about hair between Vince and Michael.

Sami didn’t need to be asked twice sit close to you and slid in the opening beside you. Nikki’s arm was moved away from you when he was moving up. “You looking a little red there, Sami,” you frown, “you feeling okay?”

“Yeh! Yeh, I’m fine,” Sami shrugs, “just a bit hot in here.”

“Yeah,” Nikki agrees, “probably just Y/N.”

He winks to you and you just blush and giggle, “no! I said stop with the cheesy pick up lines.”

Sami stared at his feet, ignoring the pair beside him laughing.

The truth is you liked Sami. You wanted to see if he liked you back so you flirted with other men to see if it bothered him. Nikki knew about this. You knew it was wrong and embarrassing but all your other attempts failed.

“Let me go buy you another,” Nikki nods at your empty martini glass.

“Here,” you reached for your purse but he stopped you.

“No, no, no.” He shakes his head, “it’s on me. It would be a privilege to get a pretty lady, like you, a drink.”

Sami gets even more irritated and you pick up on his annoyance. “You sure you’re alright?”

“Fine, Y/N, just fine,” he huffs. He knows it’s not fair to be angry at you, it’s not your fault his cowardice prevents him from asking you out, but he could not control his emotions at this very moment.

He saw you frown and he was about to apologise for his unreasonable behaviour but he saw Nikki winking at you from the bar and you giggle. Another wave of anger crashed into him as he stood up abruptly and walked outside to the alley beside the club, leaving you and the rest of your company confused.

Sami couldn’t understand what was getting into him tonight, he could usually handle dudes flirting with you, but with Nikki it was different. It was different because he felt as if Nikki was an upgraded version of himself. His thoughts were cut short by the sound of the doors creaking shut.

“Okay. What is going on?” You sigh, “and don’t you dare say your bloody fine becau-”

Your words were quickly cut off but the lips that crashed into yours. Your eyes widened with shock as you parted.

Sami looked at you panicked and surprised by his own actions. He opened his mouth to apologise but this time it was him who was cut off by your lips. He brought on of his hands to the back of your head as he attempted to pull you impossibly close to him, your arms sling round his neck. Your lips moved in perfect harmony as you both let out soft and quiet moans.

The kiss heated up as you pushed him against the stone wall and his tongue pressed against your lips as a way of asking for permission to enter, which you gave. You didn’t care that you were running out of breath, only the feeling of his hand on your waist. He let out quiet moans, that caused vibrations in your mouth, as you tugged the hairs at the back of his neck.

It felt as if the kiss lasted for an eternity before you parted. You couldn’t help but admire his swollen lips, that were tinted red from your lipstick, and his messy hair.

“What was that for?” You ask.

“I like you, Y/N,” he says, “I really like you, like a lot. Ive liked you since the first time I met you. Sorry if that sounds cheesy and I understand if you don’t have actual feelings for me but Nikki and I know he’s better than me on so many levels, bass and romance, but I think you should know I think your amazing.”

“Sami.” You blink stunned at his confession, “of course I like you, dipshit.”

“What?” He tilted his head in confusion, “but Nikki?”

“Don’t hate me but I thought the only way to find out if you like me is by flirting with another guy. And stop putting your self down! You are amazing!” you explain, “your the only bassist I want.”

He smiled s widely, cheeks flushed pink. “So you want to go on a date?”