Band One-Shots {VOL. 1 COMPLETE}

Tommy Lee Pt2 -@80s_90s_rockbands (ffohkrek)

Tommy hadn't left your side since the incident.

When he had disappeared and you hadn't heard from him.

He was with you every day, every moment, and he was getting better.

He was healthier, and he was happier, though he was a bit quieter than he used to be, always thinking or sending you soft smiles, making sure that you were happy.

Tommy was really one of the most unique men in the world, and you were rather happy for that.

Today, though, he was nervous.

It was the first show being played in a year or so, and he felt like he was going to do badly or mess up.

You were sitting on the couch, watching him pace back and forth, a worried expression on his face.

"Tommy," you called out.

When he didn't respond you sighed gently.

"Tommy." you said again, a bit louder this time.

No response.

You got up and as he was pacing the opposite way, you stepped into his line, and when he turned around he actually ran into you.

"Huh-oh-woah-sorry!" He hollered, putting his hands on your shoulders and looking dazed.

This wasn't particularly the thing that Tommy did, which is why you were slightly concerned.

He was looking around, and you grabbed his face, forcing him to look at you.

"Look at me." you said, his wide eyes meeting yours.

"You're going to be fine tonight... Everything will be okay, and I promise I'll be right there on the side stage for you right when you come off to give you the biggest hug and kiss of the year, alright? You've been doing this for a long time, and you know what you can do, you know that you can wow that crowd and there's no doubt about it." You pepped.

He bit his lip, then leant in to kiss you.

"Thank you so much." he said, when he had parted.

"No problem. Now, what do you want to do until the show?" you ask.

"You hungry?" you say.

He hummed thoughtfully before looking down and saying, "No, not hungry."

You nodded, running a hand through his hair.

"How about you go take a shower, and then you can lay down with me and have a rest before, huh?" you suggest.

He touched your sides.

"Or..." he stopped for a moment, "We, could take a shower, and then have a nap."

You laughed.

"Alright, come on you slag, but its an actual shower, no funny business." you eyes him.

He crossed his heart and smiled. "Promise."

You shook your head and grabbed one of his hands, leading him to the bathroom.

"Hey, Y/N?" he called out, and you looked back at him as you were walking.

"Hm?"

Then, a devious smile came to his lips as he brought his other hand from behind his back, clearly displaying his crossed fingers.

Well, this was going to be interesting.