Chris Brown & August Alsina Imagines

August alsina imagine part 3

August POV Waking up late afternoon fucked up worse than a mothafucka. Last night at da cllub was live as fuck but damn man, this pounding hangover got me feeling like my head bout to explode or some shit. Lemme call my baby up she can bring her ass over here wti' some medicine and come take care a nigga. I'ont know how I'm 'sposa get the hell up and go pick up the drop off and deliver it, guess I'ma have to call up my nigga Rich Homie Quan for him to go get da package.

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I am still a little upset at August for leaving me stranded the other night when he knows he was supposed to come back and get me. Good thing Trey was able to come through for me but I wasn't going to let Aug off the hook, especially without hearing his excuse first. "C'mon now, do you really think I would leave my baby outside stranded at nighttime when there's mothafuckas out lurkin'? I know we had an argument or some shit before but that was just talk, you know you my baby Y/N." Leaning down to compress my lips against his lips we began kissing hungrily for the times we've missed each other. His hand travels down the nape of my neck to the blade of my shoulder and I stop, draw back and stare into his eyes. "Aug baby I know you're sick and not feeling well but that's still no reason you couldn't reach out and contact me. I am here for you whenever you need me, okay?" He rubs circles on the apex of my shoulder and exhales. "I didn't call you because I know how you get and I ain't wanna worry you. It's bad enough I had my mama over all week and she ain't wanna go home 'cause she was so worried bout me but I had convinced her I'm good. She say she wanna come over today wit my nieces but I told her you got everything under control." See that's exactly why I love August, he's always considerate of other people and sets their feelings before his own feelings.