Demi

I walked into the dark house, Mia sleeping in her carrier, and froze when I saw Nicko sitting at the counter. It was nearly four in the morning. I got a text from Tim late last night saying that we weren't going to be in the studio the next day so I grabbed the first flight out of LA. I put Mia's carrier down and tip-toed over, examining him as I approached. His head was down, and as I went to touch his back, a small snore came from his covered face. Then I saw the half-empty bottle of whiskey and a glass next to him. With a sigh I walked back to Mia, picked her up out of the cradle and brought her into the nursery so she could sleep in a normal crib. Once she was settled I went back into the kitchen and put the alcohol away. Then I turned to Nicko and watched him for a minute, examining him in his drunken state. After a couple minutes, I gently touched his back and shook him a little, smiling as he groaned and furrowed his brow deeply.

"Nicko." I whispered, "Baby wake up."

Slowly, his eyes fluttered open and they focused on me, "Demi?"

"Yeah, come on, let's get up to bed."

He slumped again, clearly still intoxicated, "But... It's so far."

"Come on." I hoisted him up and tried to help him but he was so heavy. With a yelp I fell down with Nicko on top of me, giggling like a little kid. "That's not funny!" I tried to reason, but ended up stifling laughter myself, "You need to get up, why the fuck are you so heavy?"

"Just sleep here." He groaned, snuggling into my neck as if all of his body weight wasn't on me.

"You're too heavy." I gasped, shoving him off of me, "We've got to get you to bed. Come on, it's not far."

He pouted for a second, then staggered to his feet, smiling drunkenly at me with squinty eyes, "You're pretty."

I smiled and took his hands, "Thank you, now come on."

"Get on my back." He ordered, turning around and squatting a little, "I wanna give you a piggy-back-ride."

"Nicko you'll drop me." I protested.

"No I won't. I'm not drunk. I'm fine." He said, swaying a little.

I shrugged and hopped onto his back, "Walk to the bedroom Nik."

With surprisingly steady feet, he walked us to the bedroom and flopped down, stomach first, to the bed with me still on his back, I snickered and got off of him, trying to pull him onto the bed.

"Stop." He groaned, "Lemme sleep."

"You need to actually be on the bed to sleep babe. Come on. Just a little more to go."

He groaned but sluggishly moved his feet up to the bed, rolling so he was on his back. I sighed in relief then realized he was still fully clothed. I began to unbutton his shirt but one of his eyes popped open and a sly smirk came across his face, "Are you taking advantage of me?"

I rolled my eyes and kept undoing his buttons, "You can't go to sleep in your clothes Nik, work with me here."

"You just wanna see me naked." He sang, his head rolling playfully.

I leaned down and kissed his cheek, even though he tried to turn his head to try and kiss me on the lips, "I'm trying to make your morning a little easier tomorrow.

"Why won't you kiss me?" He whined, "I want kisses."

I sighed, "Because you reek like whiskey. And your lips probably taste like it too."

"I like whiskey."

I rolled my eyes, "I know you do. But sit up for a second, okay? Once you get out of your clothes I'll kiss you."

"Okay." He said simply, and sat up, pulling the shirt off of him, then his undershirt over his head. "I know you wanna see me naked."

I undid his belt, then yanked his jeans down his thighs, "Nicko, come on."

He arched his back and simultaneously thrust his crotch into my face. I shoved his hips away as he roared with laughter and managed to get his jeans off of him.

"You don't wanna take off my underwear?" He said, shaking his hips.

"No, I don't. I want you to go to sleep now. Okay?"

"Okay." He said, his body sagging almost instantly, "Okay... sleep."

He collapsed onto the bed and I laid down gingerly beside him, wondering if it was a better idea for me to sleep in one of the other rooms. At that moment though, Nicko shifted over and wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me against him tightly as he nuzzled into my neck.

"I didn't get kisses."

I couldn't help but smile as I turned over, cupping his cheeks and leaning in to press my mouth against his. Nicko's lips tasted like the alcohol he'd consumed but I didn't mind too much as he kissed me passionately, trying to pull me impossibly closer. My fingers knotted in his hair and I smiled as he let out something halfway between a grunt and a moan. After a little while, I pulled away but kept us closely interlocked, smiling as I twirled my fingers through the hair on the back of his neck.

"That's all I get?" Nicko murmured, raising his eyebrows expectantly.

"That's all you get when you're drunk and taste like whiskey." I amended, but just the same leaned in to kiss him again quickly.

He craned his neck to prolong the kiss but eventually let his head fall back against the pillow, "I'm not that drunk."

"You drank half a bottle of whiskey."

Nicko shrugged, "It's all good, all shizzle in the hizzle."

A loud laugh escaped my lips, "What was that?"

"I don't know." He said simply, sighing deeply as he cuddled into me, "It's time to sleep. I like sleep."

I nodded and let my body relax, "I love you."

His lips brushed my hair, "I love you too."

~*~

I woke up the next morning to the sound of gagging in the bathroom. With a grim expression I walked to the kitchen to grab a gatorade and a bottle of advil before coming back and squatting beside Nicko who was sagged over the toilet throwing up his insides.

"What even happened last night?" He groaned, resting his cheek on the porcelain.

I rubbed his back, "You drank about half a bottle of whiskey, then fell asleep at the kitchen table. When I got here you made me let you give me a piggy back ride to the bedroom and were adamant that I wanted to see you naked when I was trying to get you undressed to go to bed."

With another groan he slumped towards me and I caught his head to rest on my thighs, looking down with a concerned expression as my fingers gently scratched through his hair.

"I thought you were getting on a plane later today."

I shrugged, even though his eyes were closed, "We're done in the studio, and I missed you. Mia missed you. I got the first plane I could."

He sighed and opened his eyes to look up at me, "Well I'm sorry I didn't exactly have a good welcoming party." Then he narrowed his eyes, "You seem to be surprisingly okay with this."

A corner of my mouth tugged up, "Sometimes, rarely, the situation calls for drunkenness. I'd be more worried if you didn't try and get drunk at least once. "

Nicko smiled and sat up, "I think I'm good now. I've got it all out of my system."

"The throw-up or the desire to get drunk?"

He shrugged, standing up and pulling me up with him, "Both. Now let me brush my teeth and take a shower so I can kiss you without you needing to taste and smell whiskey."

I smiled shyly, "I'll go get Mia up."

Nicko nodded and started the shower as I walked to the nursery where I found Mia standing up, attempting to climb over the bars of her crib.

"Woah there!" I laughed, picking her up before she could hurt herself, "You're not supposed to be doing that little missy."

Mia giggled and kicked her legs, "Mama!"

"Dada's here now too! And we're gonna have Nana live here too!"

"Nana?" She said, and patted my face, "Nanananananana."

I smiled and shook my head, "You'll get there one day."

I walked out of the nursery and into the kitchen where I got her breakfast ready, a healthy serving of puree'd corn. As I put some in a bowl I felt arms wrap around my waist and Nicko's chin rested on my shoulder.

"Can I get that kiss now?"

I smiled and finished with the baby food, then turned around, "You took too long. I'm feeding our daughter now. You'll have to wait. Unless you want to feed her and be the best dad ever so that I can go take one of those long showers and get ready for the day."

He pouted, "I don't like the idea of you in a nice, long shower unless I'm in there with you."

I shrugged, "Well you'll manage."

Nicko took the bowl of baby food and pecked my lips, "Don't take too long."

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