NBA/NCAA Imagines II (Completed)

45||She's Royal ~Melo Trimble

She's Royal is another Caribbean household tune

For kaiconic

Melo's P.O.V.

"Melooo baby." I heard Kaiya yelled my name.

"Yes love, how may I help you." I asked as turn around in my desk chair. She walked into my room and plopped down on the twin size bed.

"Oh. Your roomates are gone soo we have the entire place to ourself " she said letting out a sigh of relief.

"Great. It has been a while since I go some-"

"Boy no. Stop being nasty for once and let me relax." she said as she threw a pillow at me. I chuckled as I caught it and got up from my seat.

"You never want to give me some loving. But it is cool. I'll marry you still." I said as I laid down next to her.

"Who say I want to marry you Trimble." she mumbled into the pillow. I smacked my teeth and wrapped my arms around her body.

"Girl. I don't know why you playing. You know you love all of this. Plus you are my girl and I will wife you." I said with a big grin on my face. She lifted up her head and watched me with a raised brow.

"Nah." she plopped her head back down on the pillow closing her eyes.

"And why not?" I asked fully facing her.

"Your name is not that awesome."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Stop your foolishness and explain yourself." I pinched her side and she jumped and hit my arm.

"Stop your shit boy." she semi-yelled. I chuckled at her and rest my head on my hand waiting for an explanation.

"Your name lame because I can't say it like how Kyrie says Carmelo. Like what is a Romelo?" she said shaking her head. I mugged her and turn around prentending to ignore her.

"Foreal babe. CAAAARRRRMELOOOOOO ANTHOOONYY. Sounds coool." she said laughing a bit as she mocked Kyrie Irving.

"Yeah Yeah whatever. Now I know I'm not taking you to a Knicks game before you run away with Carmelo." I said with a small smirk as I turned back to face her.

"No. Ew. I aint want to no old man." she said quickly with a disgusted look on her face.

"I am offended." I said as I held my chest. "The other day you called me old man." Kaiya and I are three years a part, with her being nineteen and I am twenty-two.

"That's different fool. You my old man. He could be my father."

"But I am your Daddy." I said as I kissed her forehead.

"You are too much to handle Trimble. Too much." she said chuckling. I smiled at her and laid down together in comfortable silence.

I could still remember the first time I saw her. It was freshman year at Maryland and she and her friends were in the courtyard rapping to Nas and other old-school rappers. I was intrigued by her but my boys were like no, she is only seventeen.

I befriended her and as soon as she turned eighteen, I shoot my shot. She was a loving and caring person that I was willing to spend the rest of my life with. She was something unique and became my life line. I couldn't imagine life without her.

"What are you thinking about?" her voice rang through my ears, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"You of course. It is only you and basketball on my brain." I said as I watched deeply into her eyes.

"Stop playing Melo." she said laughing lightly with a pink hue on her face.

"No foreal. I don't know if I ever told you this,but you need to know." I said as I licked my lips.

"Go ahead." she said, focused in my trance.

"Well baby girl I want you to know that everytime I mention I will marry you and I am hundred percent serious. You are so one-of-a-kind, I would down right stupid to lose you. You are queen. Like let nobody tell you anything. Red carpets need to be put down before you walk. You are just that great. Babe you are royality to me. I just hope you know that."

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I hope you enjoyed it Kaiya 💜😊

Until Next Time
One Love
Agape💜