𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔; multi-imagines

𝐝𝐝 𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚

"𝐘𝐎 𝐁𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓," dd mumbled into his sweater, his hood pulled up over his mouth and head.

"dd just calm down it's gonna be ok, you don't gotta finish it tonight," you spoke softly to him, knowing he got mad easily when he was frustrating.

"nah bro cause i been working on this shit for like 2 hours and i can't get it done." he threw his notebook across the room, it hitting the wall and sliding down with a thud.

you got up and slowly walked to him, being cautious that he was visbly upset, "dd calm down please."

he looked at you and you stared at him with so much sympathy.

he looked hurt, stressed, tired, all of the above.

you still your bottom lip out, hugging him as he slowly broke down in your arms.

"dd baby it's ok, it's gonna be ok." you whispered into his ear, watching him shake with every breath.

"bro why wasn't it me? why did he have to go ma, he said we was gonna do this together, " he sobbed into your arms, hurt and disgusted by what they did his brother.

people give him so much hate that he just pushes it aside and goes about his day but the comments about notti and him using him for clout hurt like a bitch, he didn't know what to do.

"i know baby i know. just calm down please i don't want you to be sad, you said you gotta finish that verse." you rubbed his back and laid on the couch with him on top of you.

"nah fuck that verse, 𝐈 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊." he clutched on to your shirt and cried for a good hour.

after that, he calmed down and laid there with you, his eyes becoming heavy and had a hard time staying up.

you just watched him and silently cried to yourself.

seeing dd like this hurt you, knowing you didn't know how it felt to lose someone that close to you.

all you could do was comfort him and watch him go up, with you by his side supporting him.

all he wants is 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓.

𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 😎
-𝐘𝐊𝐋𝐋𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄