Rapper Preferences And Imagines

Juice Wrld- Kickback

Morgan POV

"I fuckin hate you, get the fuck outta my face bruh." I snapped as he kept trying to take my hand.

"Baby I was gone for 4 hours though."

"And you didn't call or anything. I thought we agreed to when your gone for longer than an hour you'd call or text, fuckin fax me or sum."

"That's a really petty reason to be mad at me mamas."

"I know. I still am though so your point?"

"Stop being like that Morgan. Really."

"Mph. Kiss?" I didn't really have an attitude, I just like messin with Jare.

"Will you lose the attitude?"

"I don't have one." I kissed his cheek as he side eyed me.

"I hate when you put on." Jare wrapped his arms around me as his phone began to ring. He let out a sigh before digging into the jacket to retrieve it.

"Yooooo Jarad! Whatchu doing?" I recognized Jahseh's voice and peeked over, letting my face enter the frame. "Hey lil sis!"

"Hi Jah!"

"We just chilling, shorty just flipped out on me for fun."

"Lair-"

"I'm not hush. Why wassup vro?"

"Shit, Ski and I was finna have a lil kickback I was gonna ask y'all to slide through."

"We'll be there!" I say, walking to the closet to find something decent to put on. I settle with a pink crop top, black shorts and pink and white shoes that Jarad bought for me on his last tour.

"Tryna match?" I turn around and see him holding up his replica of my outfit, a pink and black shirt with black shorts and pink and white shoes. I smile as I grab two rubber bands and pull my locs up into pigtails.

Ski and Jah's "kickbacks" were notorious for turning into wild parties. Lots of celebrities were known to go to them, and of course where celebrities go, paparazzi follows. I wanted to at least look nice for when my picture pops up on the Shade Room.
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"What's going on with my lil niggas!" Stokes hugged us both as we walked in.

"Hey Stokeley" I smiled as the send a weed and alcohol hit my nose. I knew we were late but not that late.

"Aye sis you see that shawty over there?" Stokes crouches down to my height as he gestures passed all the bodies of people, and I see a girl with long box braids.

"Her? Isn't that Coolie's cousin or sum shit? I remember meeting her."

"I been tryna get with her for the longestttt sis. You tryna be my winggirl and see wassup?"

"Where's a damn blunt at?" I say, glancing at his hands before walking off to find Jarad.

"I got one for you!" Stokes grabs my hand, sliding it into my hand.

"This my shit right? Whatever you smoke ain't it vro."

"Yeah that's your shit, I rolled it just for you see? I used papers! Please go see wassup with shawty for me though. That's your payment, you see how fat that hoe is?" I examine the blunt that's between my fingers, rolling it back and forth.

"It is packed...lemme get a lighter." I light my blunt, taking a few puffs before walking over to the girl.

"Hey there" I say, taking another long puff before offering it to her. "Wanna hit?"

"How'd you know" She smiles, taking a hit.

"I can spy a stoner anywhere love. What's your name?"

"Blu, what's yours?"

"Morgan, all my homies call me M though"

"Mm, well Morgan your pretty fine." Blu eyes me up and down, gently blowing smoke in my direction.

"Ah really? What about my homie Ski though?"

"He's cute too don't get me wrong, but that's my cousin's homie. Ion get like that ya know?"

"Aww that sucks, he's real into you. I'm Jarad's girlfriend."

"Wanna know something silly I heard?" Blu holds the blunt in my direction, her eyes getting low.

"Sure," I say, taking a puff as I sit in a chair nearby.

"I heard you and Jarad were poly, and your bisexual." She sits in my lap, looking at my lips as they slightly wrap around the blunt, taking multiple puffs.

"That's true. If you tryna get in shawty I gotta ask him ya know? And you better ask ya cousin."

"It'll be a one time thing! Coolie won't find out."

"Come on then." She stands up and I take her hand, looking off to find Jarad.

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"Baby, she's tryna get in." I say once I reach him. 15 minutes of walking around Jahseh's big ass house that he uses ONLY for partying.

"You the boss in this shit M, if you want to we can."

"I think I want to, but she's high as fuck. She was smoking my shit."

"Damn...shorty a stoner or sum shit because how she ain't dead?"

"My shit isn't that strong bruh. If anything you just cough a lot if you ain't used to it."

"Mhm, just get shorty's number and we'll do it another time."

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We ended up being at that party for 5 hours. I was beyond tired once we got home and was quick to strip out of my clothes and climb into the bed. I pulled open on of my drawers and grabbed a few of the cookies from a ziplock bag. My stash always comes in clutch.

I look at Jarad, who's wrapped his arm around me, fast asleep.

"I'm tryna be like you mah boy." I mumble, laughing at myself a bit as I struggle to keep my eyes open. I have the worst case of cotton mouth ever but these cookies are good as fuck.

I finish my cookie, turning over and cuddling with Jarad and taking my ass to sleep.

Partly based on how I was when I smoked for the first time, also on the fact that I am indeed poly but I figured since people tend to accept threesome more easily then polyamorous people I'd ease into it 😭 Imma start writing more cs I b bored frl

This will have multiple parts

~Ny