I M A G I N E S G A L O R E

Ride or Die. - D.S

Y/N's POV

I was in the living room, finishing the last bit of my assignment before starting with dinner. Digg would be home from the studio any minute.

I'm Y/N L/N and I'm working as part of he HR team of BET and I'm the owner of my own fashion line. I'm also in the process of finishing my Architectural degree. I've been dating Daniel "Diggy" Simmons for a good two years now and I've never been happier. The man is amazing. We live together in our penthouse. I'm 21 years old by the way.

Anyway, I went to the kitchen and took out the ingredients for some spaghetti. As I started cooking, the door unlocked and heavy footsteps followed. I moved back, in attempt to get some tomatoes but bumped into his figure. I turned around and hugged him, feeling his masculine embrace as I inhaled his cologne.

"Hey beautiful." He said as he moved down to kiss my lips, keeping a grip on my waist.

I kissed back as he deepened the kiss, taking his hands down to my ass. I smiled and stopped him.

"Hey. Are you alright?" I asked as he continued planting kisses on my neck.

I finally broke his grip and he looked at me and smiled.

"Sorry, babe. I just missed you. How was your day?" He asked as he leaned in the counter, eating some cherry tomatoes from my salad.

"It was good. Just tryna finish this assignment, you know. Yours? How was the studio?"

"It was all good, just tired and hungry." He said as I stroked his goatee.

"Dinner will be ready in a few. Grab a snack so long." I said.

"Yes mam," he said as he walked to the fridge. "So babe, I got a call from some guy about the BET awards on Saturday and he said I was introducing uncle Russ for the recipient award thing, all time legend." He said.

"That's great babe. You know I'm right behind you." I smiled as I gave him a hug.

He gave me that look.

"There's a but, isn't there?" I said as I raised a brow.

"But, I'd rather you do it." He said with a smile as mine faded.

"Daniel you can't be serious. This is your uncle and I'm gonna be a nervous wreck up there. Babe this is your moment." I said.

"Babe they wouldn't mind. You know they love you. People outchea wearing your clothes and stuff. It would mean a lot to me if you did it, please?" He asked as I sighed.

He grabbed my waist and looked me in my eyes. His brown gems staring right into me.

"Fine. I'll do it. Where do I start, is there even enough time to rehearse, my gosh, Digg." I said, speaking a mile a minute.

"Relax. I'll call and ask them to hook up a glam squad and everything. Gotta have my baby looking good." He said as I smiled.

Thursday...

So D and I talked and I agreed to do it. Right now, I was in the dressing room, deciding on an outfit, with Diggy sitting on the couch. I had tried on a few things and they just weren't doing it for me at first.

"How about this one?" I asked as he played with his goatee.

He observed before making a face.