Diggy Imagines

The Beast

YN P.O.V.

Working for Mr.Simmons was...interesting. Most people feared him because of his hot temper or his popular reputation of becoming violent. Me on the other hand, I found him exciting and his attitude quite intriguing.

YN-Good morning Daniel. I told my boss as he walked in with his suit and tie ironed to perfection.

Diggy-Hi. Where's my coffee?

YN-I'm not your assistant.

Diggy-Well find me one or else you'll be fired, I mean it Monica.

YN-It's YN, sir.

Diggy-No one cares...especially not me sweetheart.

YN-Yeah, well let's talk global grind. com.

Diggy-What about it? He asks sitting down at his desk and opening the lid on his laptop.

YN-You still haven't selected someone to pose for the magazine cover...I was thinking Angela.

Diggy-No, Vanessa needs a little spot light.

YN-We all do...Angela's hot shit right now.

Diggy smacked his desk hard with both hands.

Diggy-THATS NO WHAT THE FUCK I ASKED YOU! I TOLD YOU WERE ASKING VANESSA! ANGELA DOESNT NEED THE COVER! MOVING ON! *Throws a stack of papers at you* That's the new contract for the label.

YN-Why are you giving it to me?

Diggy-Revise it.

YN-Nevaaaaa...you sang quietly.

Diggy-Save your humor for someone who will actu-

His assistant quickly rushed in...

Mya-G-g-Goodmorning sir. I'm s-sorry I'm late. My da-daughter sh- she... *swallows hard*

Diggy-Stop stuttering.

Mya-Um..

Diggy-Your fired.

YN-No your not Mya, I got your email.

Mya-I appr-

Diggy-YN STOP DOING TH-

YN-SHES NOT FIRED! You yelled back at him.

Mya smiled at you ran out.

After working all day with my grumpy excuse of a boss it was getting late.

I laid on his couch in his office as he went to his last meeting.

Diggy's P.O.V.

It was 11:33 PM when my meeting was over. I walked back to my office to see YN on my couch freezing as she slept.

Diggy-*Scoffs* Unprofessional.

I noticed she shivered.

I had more work to do so we couldn't leave just yet...

I sat on the couch near her feet and gave her my suit jacket; I laid it over her and watched her adjust her sleeping position.

I sighed and loosened my tie as her tiny little feet found their way into my lap.

Diggy-Really? I asked myself.

I pulled her feet closer to my stomach and sat my lap top on my lap, clicking away at the screen as YN slept comfortably in my presence.

I liked her. Not because of her business effort but she put up with me. They call me the beast around here but she doesn't fear me; she just keeps me in line.