Drake Imagines

Will you....

Drake POV

Yn: YES HARDER DON'T STOP

Sweat was glistening all over my body and I was panting hard and heavy. I had been so frustrated all day I was finally getting it out my system

Me: uhh shit I think...

I give the bag one more punch with my boxing glove then collapse, feeling my lil baby sit on my lap.

Yn: you let out all your frustration now *smiles*

I can't stand her beautiful smile.

Me: Yes *smiles* I wanna take you out for dinner now go get ready

She gets off me and I smack her ass on the way out

Yn: don't touch just look

Me: my hands were doing the looking

She giggles and runs off

Your probably wondering why I'm so frustrated. Lately I've been trying to propose to Yn, but every time I'm around her it's like the first time. I start sweating and fluttering and she gives me those corny ass....moths? No wait butterflies yeah. I was about to during our lunch but I spilt water on my tie and ran off.

*earlier*

Yn POV

Drake: Yn baby I..., *spills water* I'm wet and I gotta go home bye
Me: babe wait.

Lately he's been acting strange and I'm praying I didn't do something.

I drive to find a frustrated boyfriend punching his punching bag with his sexy ass.
I wrap my arms around him and tell him to explain

*ends*

Drake POV

I feel bad for the way I've been acting. She'll think I do wanna be around her but I can't stand to not see her with a ring being called Mrs. Graham.

Tonight is gonna be the night.