Diggy Imagines

A -List Couple

YN's P.O.V.

I slid on my Guisseppe Zanoti heels and grabbed my keys and purse off of the counter.

In my other hand I picked up my baby in its carrier and head out of the front door.

I strapped Zeplin into the backseat of the car safely and kissed his forehead.

YN-Your the cutest. I said to my 4 month old son.

He giggled as I closed the door and got in the drivers seat and pulled off.

I sped off towards downtown with music playing in my Aston Martin.

As I pulled up to Diggy's studio paparazzi were awaiting my arrival with their cameras out and flashing wildly as usual.

YN-Oh boy. Let's keep your face covered. I said while reaching in the backseat and lifting up Zeplin's sunshield so his face couldn't be seen.

I got out quickly and walked to get Zeplin as I saw Diggy's body guards come outside moving the paparazzi out of the way as I walked inside the building.

Diggy's P.O.V.

Diggy-*Rapping* Fuck until the morning come, you and the sun cum at the same damn time gir-

I looked up from the booth and saw my wife walking in with Zeplin. She looked so damn good. Nice body and the outfit she had on fit her like a glove. The shoes she had on we're the ones I bought her for Christmas and she looked flawless.

I stepped out of the booth and grabbed Zeplin's carrier from her while kissing her on the cheek.

I sat down and took Zeplin out of his carrier.

Diggy-Heyyy fat man! I said to him and smiled and bounced in my lap.

I saw YN smiling at us out of the corner of her eye.

YN walked into the booth and closed the door.

YN-*Giggle* Drop a beat. She said.

I played my song I was working on and she began to talk.

YN-*Giggle* Oh my gosh, is it on?

Diggy-*Laughs* She's crazy man. I said to Zeplin while tossing him in the air and catching him again as he laughed hysterically.

YN-Diggy...who's this song about? *Giggle* You better say me or were gonna have to have a talk. She said while looking down at my lyrics sitting on the music stand in front of her.

YN came out of the booth and I turned the music off as she sat on my lap and pecked my lips.

YN-We gotta go. We have a photo shoot with Balmain! She said excitedly while grabbing Zeplin and standing up.

Diggy-Oh bet. Let's bounce. I said while she strapped our son back up in his carrier.

She handed him to me and we walked out with Zeplin in one hand and holding YN's hand in my other.

I helped her into the car with the paparazzi swarming around us and strapped Zeplin in the car.

YN sped off and I did the same right behind her.

Diggy's P.O.V.

I blasted my music on the way to the photoshoot.

Gassed up shortyyyy
Pull up to the party
Said I need bout forty
Yeah,yeah,yeah.

Diggy-Ayee. Bad bitch super thick that's the way I like it. I sang along as I pulled up next to YN at a red light.

YN looked at me.

YN-Lookin' like a check, I can't even flex. Gimme my respect I fucked you bitch and got that neck. She mouthed to me to let me know she was listening to the same song.

I smiled as she gave me the middle finger and pulled off as the light turned green.

YN's P.O.V.

I pulled up to the photoshoot location and parked my car as another set of paparazzi was waiting for me.

"YN! YN! YN! Will you be having another baby anytime soon?! Why are you and Daniel in separate cars?? How old is baby Zeplin!? What shoes are you wearing YN?"

As Diggy got out of his car they drew attention to him as well.

"Daniel are these cheating rumors true?! How's life with YN? Are you good with Zeplin? How do you like being a father!? When will you be releasing new music?!"

They asked him.

A group of young girls walked up to him excitingly and asked for a picture and an autograph which he did quickly seeing as how the paparazzi were making Zeplin cry.

We walked inside the building and he grabbed Zeplin before kissing me passionately.

Diggy-Let's get this over with. I'm already over this shit. He said

Daniel and I both hates the paps, but they loved us, and twisting up things and making our relationship seem rocky for magazine covers.

-A week later-

I was running on the treadmill in me and Diggy's bedroom looking at the view of city and I heard the DJ announce the song.

The Radio-This new joint from Diggy Simmons is straight fire and you know your about to hear it here first .. Let's goooo!

The beat began to drop and I heard my voice.

YN on the song- Diggy...who's this song about? *Giggle* You better say me or were gonna have to have a talk. She said while looking down at my lyrics sitting on the music stand in front of her.

*Giggle* Oh my gosh .... Is it on?

Diggy-She's crazy!

I heard him begin to rap.

They wanna know wassup wit us
Why we do the things the way we do em

How we get these racks and the way you gone pursue em

And why our son always wit us cruisin' they don't like the way we movin

But my bitch smart and my bitch bad
My son hella blessed he a Simmons and a half

And the foot work my wife be on make me wanna make a mixtape with only 3 songs

One for each time I thought about remarrying you just for the honeymoon so I can dig you out ..aha

Lemme take you out
I be like member last night I ate you out

Scratches on my back , hickies on ya neck neighbors think my name is OWEEEE daddy dick...

I smirked at his voice and hearing this full song for the first time. I texted him and said "Your so outta pocket! 😂"

He replied and said
"Had to throw off Americas favorite A-list couple."

He sent a picture of Zeplin's diaper sitting on top of a magazine saying "Trouble in Simmons paradise.?"

I giggled and texted back.

"Both of those shits belong in the trash."