Men of The 90s: (Imagine/request book) (COMPLETED)

Just a Lil Thick 》 Ronnie Devoe

MzNiki80

Niki's POV

Summer of 92'

I sat in the corner watching my supposedly boyfriend flirting with the same girl again. Not that it's actually the same girl but she might as well be since every other girl looks the same in here. The same skin tight dress that are just different colors that match their shape. That's right, skin tight.

I know I may not be the smallest of them all but having a boyfriend that tells me that I'm beautiful just the way I am but then turn around and flirt with girls way smaller than I, kind of gets to my head. He shouldn't be flirting at all, but here we are! Stupid of me to think I'll date one of the most gorgeous men of this time and not get put on the shelf when we go out together.

I downed my fifth shot of the night trying to get tipsy so I can blur out the scene infront of me. "NIKAYYY!" My head shot up to see my boyfriend's brother and group member stumble to me. No matter how much I pick and choose which part of myself to hate, Mr. Dalvin himself always comes last minute to cheer me up.

"Dalvin, you're drunk!" He just shook his head and held up a finger, "Not drink baby, just alcohol happy!" I giggled and copied his actions. "No, you are drunk. Where's K-Ci and JoJo?" I looked around for the other duo but still came across DeVante with another petite girl. The mood that Dalvin gave me went away real quickly as I reached for another shot.

"Woah woah woah! Now I know you're not getting drunk your damn self!" He sobered up a little and reached for the shot glass before I consumed it. I was never a drinker but tonight I decided to just not give one single fuck. DeVante sure as hell didn't. Dalvin moved closer and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Not in a flirtatious way, just in a protective manner.

"Niki, tell me. What's up?" I sighed and just shook my head. More like trying to shake the tears away but as long as I was in this club and women were dropping to my man's knees, I might as well spill it. I sighed and looked up him.

"Does he even love me anymore?" I couldn't stop the tears from spilling and Dalvin face hardened, "What did he do now?" I pointed to a few women parched up on De'Vante's arm causing Dalvin to pull me closer and mutter how much of an asshole his brother is.

"I just can't keep doing this, Dal. It's either he's coming in late, lying or flirting with many women. I know Jodeci is taking off but if this is what I have to deal with for the rest of my life with him then I don't want to do it! He's cheating. I just know it." Dalvin took one huge sigh and pulled me up by my hands.

"Fix your dress, ma."