Wicked Love (D'Angelo Russell)

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Ariel 💕

When halftime hit for the boys, I was making my way through the tunnel opposite theirs. They were about to go hear it from coach, I just knew it. It's not like they were doing bad though, so I guess that's okay.

I waited at the tunnel for them to come out. When they did, DLo walked right over to me. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. I put my chin on his shoulder, rubbing his back.

"I wanna play so badly." He exclaimed.

"I know you do baby, but you still have some recovering to do." I say.

He sighed. We pull away. I play with his facial hair, smiling as he pouts.

"You'll be okay, I know you will. When you come back, you'll be stronger than ever. I believe in you." I say.

He nods.

"Now go out there and continue cheering on your team. I'll see you after the game." I say.

"Okay." He said.

"Alright. I love you." I say, kissing his cheek.

"I love you too." He said.

Before I could leave, he pulled me back to him.

"DLo." I say.

"I kinda don't want you to go." He said.

I giggle as he wraps his arms around me again. He kisses all over my face, making me smile.

Cutie 😍.

*****

When the game was over, me and DLo walked hand in hand to the teams parking lot. We got into our car and headed for the player entrance of Barclays Center.

"Alright, where do we wanna eat?" DLo asked.

I shrug, not really knowing.

"You're not craving anything?" He asked.

"I didn't even hit those stages yet." I say.

He snickers.

"Shut up D'Angelo." I say.

He chuckled.

"Let's just do Chinese since you can't make up your mind." He said.

"I will slap you into next week. Don't play with me." I threaten.

"God, I love you so much." He mumbled.

"I know you do!!!" I exclaim, beaming at him.

He chuckles as he continues driving.

Me and my plus 1. Plus 1 more 😍.

*****

D'Angelo 🏀

"If we have a boy, what're we gonna name him?" I ask, eating the last of my rice.

"DJ." She said.

"For D'Angelo Danté Russell Jr.?" I say, smiling.

"Maybe. Might be for something else." She said, shrugging.

I roll my eyes.

"What about for a girl?" I ask.

"Adrien." She said.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because I like intersexual names, is that a problem Danté?" She said.

I glare at her.

"You better stop with the damn middle name for I tear that ass up." I threaten, pointing my fork at her.