Celeb Female Imagines-Y/n g!p

Megan Thee Stallion

(y/n is they/them) (Megan is 23)

Y/n's pov
Let me introduce myself, I'm y/n. For 4 years, I've been a music producer for Megan Thee Stallion.

3 weeks ago, we started our tour for SFTH.

Megan is super hype bc the next show we're going to is Houston. We got two tour buses, one for the behind the scenes crew, and just guess the one that i'm on.

"FUCK BEING GOOD IMMA BAD BITCH" Megan screams singing along to her song "Bro tone that shit down!" I said trying to sleep. The curtain opens as the light shines through causing me to squint my eyes. "Bro its 1am." I say in a raspy tone. "I don't care! Get. the fuck. UPPPPP" if this bitch dont stop shaking me before i punch her in the face- anyways i get up and jump down from my bunk.

I'm like, 6'2 so I look down at megan with an annoyed stare. She look back up at me and smile. I playfully rolled my eyes and smile back as I go to the mini fridge by the couch and grab a water.

I sit down on the couch and manspread. Now be mindful that i'm only in a sports bra and boxers and currently, she staring me tf down rn. After i took my sip of water i sat it down beside me. "Staring kinda hard rn huh?" I said with a smirk.

"Shut the fuck up" she said rolling her eyes while blushing. "come here" "make me" We look at each other with a stare.

I stood up and calmly walked over to her as she kept walking back until she hit a wall. I looked down to an unfazed but blushing megan. I take the water bottle behind my back, and unscrewed the top. I take it from behind my back, aim the top at megan who is still looking at me and squeezed the bottle making the water go on Meg.

"Y/n!" she gasps. I ran towards the kitchen of the tour bus and hid between the space of the couch and the counter. Damn. Its times like this I hate having long legs, I'm in this corner tighter than a- "THERE YOU ARE" well nvm then.

She pulls me up out the corner and threw me on the couch. Damn she got some fucking muscle. She straddled me and started tickling the sides of my stomach. I laughed uncontrollably telling her to stop. Once I controlled myself a little, I grabbed her hands and managed to flip her over and copy what she was doing to me.

Meg's pov:

After I stopped and we cooled down. "Wanna watch tv?" They said. "Yea sure" "ok..ICALLDIBSONPICKINGSOMETHINGTOWATCH" "no" "yes" I give a glare, them giving back a smirk. I try to snatch the remote out of their hands but i was too slow. I smacked my teeth and said, "Ight then. Go 'head." I said with a resting face, and staring straight at the tv, ignoring the burning holes on the side of my face. "ight just bc of that, we finna watch spongebo-"NO, see! I-im fine!" I say with a fake smile. "Mmhm. We still finna watch it tho" "What?!Why?" "Bc the show is good" They said with a "duh" tone. I rolled my eyes and continued staring at the tv.

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Y/n pov:
Me and meg have been watching tv for 3 hours. She has to get ready by 11:30am. I look to my side to check on megan. She knocked tf out, damn.

I picked her up put her in her queen bed.(Cuz that bus way too small to fit a fucking king size)

I tucked her in, and as i was leaving the room, she told me to stay. And, being the perfect person i am, i said yes.

I got into bed and cuddled against her back. Now mind you, i am still wearing a sports bra and boxers so im more....visible and easier to feel down there.

Meg's pov:
The only reason why I wanted y/n to stay was bc ever since we started the album 'Good News', I started to like y/n more than a best friend, and i guess you can say I've been clingy ever since then.