Interracial Magcon Imagines. I've noticed that there aren't much if any interracial imagines of the boys so I thought why not write one for us chocolate ladies.
This will feature all the OG MAGCON boys. Hope you enjoy!
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*ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE IVE UPDATED SO GO BACK AND REREAD THE PREVIOUS PART TO REFRESH YOURSELF*
"Y/N! You wanna date?" "Yeah!" I agreed. "Great! It's official." He said wrapping our hands together and holding it up in the air. "Wait what?" I asked confused realizing what just happened.
"I'm sorry guys but we are five minutes after close and-" one of the baristas popped up at our table.
We all check our phones realizing it was 11:06pm. "My apologies. We lost track of time. We are heading out right now." Johnson spoke for all of us.
"No worries." She said as we all headed out of the place. "Have a goodnight. Come again!" She called back. "Thanks you have a goodnight too!" Johnson called back. "You guys are an adorable couple by the way." She said. "Oh we aren-" I started. "Thank you. I'm lucky to have her. Have a great night." He interrupted holding my hand tighter as we followed out behind Jadison.
Johnson and I walked hand in hand across the parking lot to the car.
"Thank you." I smiled as he opened the car door open for me to get out.
"You're welcome." He smiled closing it behind me.
He jogged over to the other side and opened the door hopping in. I shuffled from my seat over to the middle seat to sit closer to him.
I buckled up my seat belt and so did he. I laid my head on his shoulder and he instinctively wrapped his arms around me.
I yawned growing tired as he ran his hands up and down my shoulder.
"Y/N! NO! DON'T YAWN!" Gilinksy shouted.
"Why? I'm tired. I'm ready for bed." I admitted. "SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK!" He yelled. "WELL THEN IM WEAK!" I countered.
"NO YOU'RE NOT! OUR MAMA DIDN'T RAISE NO WEAK ASS BITCHES!" He argued.
"I know she didn't. But mama also is pissed that she gotta wake up early to drive me three hours to school tomorrow. Then do the same thing next week to bring me groceries. So if I sleep in she will beat me till I'm weak!" I countered.
"So what you're saying is that you feel bad that you're parents have to take you to school this week than drive up again next week?" Madison asked. "Yes." I answered.
"And you worry that you'll be tired and sleep in and disappoint her?" She continued. "Exactly!" I agreed. "Which is why you want to go home now?" She clarified. "And go straight to bed." I said.
