( this basically is a part two of wrong number, it's mentioned a bit at the end. )
"NAH DD, WHY THEY SAY THEY GON RUN YOU OVER? THAT'S CRAZY-" Y/N asked in between laughs. "Bro, shut the fuck up." He mumbled under his breath as he continued to scroll through Instagram. "Fuck you too then, short ass nigga."
"Worda ma dead's, say sum else and ima knock ya head clean of ya shoulders." She gasped at his threat before she stood off of his bed and grabbed her phone off of his dresser. "Boy, I will grab you from your hoodie and flip you, keep talking."
He stuck his middle finger up at the girl as she made her way back to his bed, "Ima really fight you bro," Y/N rolled her eyes at Dd who was spread out comfortably on his bed. "If you wanna fuck me, just say that."
Dd shook his head, watching as she climbed onto his bed. "You, wildin' bro." She shrugged her shoulders, laying beside Dd. She draped her leg over his waist and wrapped her arm around his neck. She moved over closer to him, laying her head on his chest.
In the peaceful silence, Y/N broke the stillness, her voice barely above a whisper, "Dd, have you ever thought about our future?"
"Nah, not really." Y/N lifted her head and stared at him with a mug on her face. "You get on my nerves, deadass."
"How you ask me a question and get mad when I answer it honestly?" She rolled off of him and laid on her back beside him. "I'm tryna have a romantic moment with you right now and you just ruined it."
Dd let out a chuckle at her frustration. "I'm just playing ma, I do be thinking about our future together." He admitted as he pulled her. "Mhm, whatever." She mumbled under her breath. "Tell me what you be thinking about them."
"In our future, I see us moving to a big ass house in Hidden Hills or some shit, but if you want to stay in New York still, we can move to the Hamptons. And we only having one kid so we can spoil it. And if it's a girl, she can't have a boyfriend ever."
Y/N laughed at how he pictured their future, shaking her head. "That's what you want?" He hummed softly as he closed his eyes. His fingers gently began to trace soothing patterns along her back.
"Do you think that we would be here right now if I never sent you that message?" Y/N wondered aloud. "Nah," Dd said bluntly. She smacked her teeth and closed her eyes as her fingers idly played with the fabric of Dd's shirt, her voice a gentle murmur. "You never say the right things."
"Just be patient with me, I'm still learning how to love you." She let out a contented sigh, her eyes growing heavy with sleep. After a minute of sitting in silence, their breaths became softer, and their bodies started to relax. Soon, they drifted into a peaceful slumber.
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hey loves! i high-key been slacking lately but i'm tryna update more. writers block is crazy though. also, i published an imagine yesterday but i had to delete it because i just didn't like it whatsoever. the next chapters might be youtube remakes like smash or pass videos 'cause i have no ideas on what to write.
also, i had to delete the entire part two of my ddot imagine because they were doing a blind date but then i remembered that they already knew what each other looked like so i just scrapped it. but if i have enough motivation, i'll finish the blind date imagine and use it as it's own imagine.
