This is a whole collection of mini series and oneshots centered around Drake and Nicki Minaj
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Nicki pulled up and parked in his garage in the same space he always had open for her. She grabbed her keys and stepped through closing the garage on her way in. She instantly heard the patter of four tiny paws on the ground and her smile grew wide. Coming at her with full speed, the little bulldog slide across the dark hardwood floors to her little booties.
"Bruiser! Bruiser Mommy missed you!" she said bending down picking up the bull dog, letting him lick her all over her face, he began to bark but she shushed him. "No Bruiser be quite I want to surprise papi," she said positioning her bag on her hip and fixing her outfit so it wasn't hitching up. She carried the small dog and walked through the spacious home. It was still ten o'clock so she knew that Drake would be in one of three places.
She first checked the studio but it was empty. She thought of all the times they shared in there and smiled. They'd sit, talk, write, and laugh about everything and nothing. He was the only person that Nicki could really do that with.
Next she checked his home gym and it was empty as well. She shrugged and trotted up the steps and through the halls to the next set of stairs and pouted.
"Why did he have to get a place with so much stairs," she asked looking at the bulldog and Bruiser just looked back, with what seemed to be amusement in his eyes. "You enjoying me carrying you? You're lucky you my baby." she said and he barked happily, Nicki shook her head with a small smile and walked up the stairs. She walked through a hall passing door after door before she got to the master bedroom. She opened one of the doors slowly and peeked inside, but didn't see anyone. She stepped in completely and placed Bruise on the bed.
"Where is he?" she asked the dog and he just tilted his head. Nicki just sighed. She decided to wait for him in here. She kicked off her shoes and sat on the bed next to an already sleeping Bruiser. She rubbed his belly.
Nicki laid back in the sheets, putting her head on the pillows like she'd done so many times before. The bed was warm and she pulled the covers on to her body and bruisers body closer to hers. The sheets smelt just like him and it soothed her to sleep.
Meanwhile
Drake pulled into his garage, stressed out. What Nicki didn't know is that (in another attempt to move on from the living barbie doll) he just got his emotions fucked with. He just went through the same thing for what seemed like the 50th time in a row. He got with another girl, one that looked like Nicki but wasn't as beautiful, smart, or sweet as her. Her name was Heather and he thought that he'd finally found a girl that would get him to move on from the woman that had his heart in her perfect pink manicured hands.
Drake stormed into his home, not even noticing that a pink range rover had occupied the usually empty space. He slammed the door and sighed.
"Why do I keep doing this to myself," he asked to no one in particular and walked up the steps to his bedroom. He opened the door and saw the figure of a woman in his bed, but couldn't see her face. Just by looking at her figure he knew who it was. He walked over to the bed and Bruiser sprang up ready to protect her but then saw his master standing before him. He lightly turned the woman over onto her back and looked at her delicate features. She had on no make up and her hair was tied up into a messy bun just the way he liked her. Drake put his fingers to his lips to keep the dog quite and lightly placed his lips against Nicki's. Her eyes fluttered open.
