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

Needy

A D'Angelo Russel imagine.

Y/N.

I rested my upper body on the kitchen counter as I watched him focus on his stupid game. Call of Duty or FIFA or whatever he was playing, he definitely paid me no mind.

All he did was chant and scream after every goal, along with his teammates. All 3 of them, in my damn living room.

Lately he was just brushing me off. If I got my nails done, he would just say "hmm" and carry on. Or the time I setup a nice dinner with champagne and roses and shit, nigga told me he was tired.

Either there was someone else or I just wasn't doing it for him no more...

Nah...

It was definitely someone else. I know damn well I'm fine like wine.

Taking my thoughts along with me to the other lounge, I grabbed some fruit along. I bet he didn't even realize I was gone.

I slouched in the couch and continued stalking people on Instagram.

~

A whole hour had gone by and his friends were showing no signs of leaving, I was even dozing off on the couch. Until I was rudely interrupted by D'Angelo's lanky ass. How the hell was he 6'4 anyway? I'm like half of him lol.

"Hey Queen." He said before placing another burning slap on my ass.

"Leave me alone D." I said, still not giving him any attention.

"I noticed yo cranky ass from far, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, you noticed me? That's a first..." I yawned before sitting up right, never looking up from my phone.

He sat next to me, placing my leg onto his lap.

"You need some di-"

"Shut up. I know you busy with all them other hoes." I raised my eyebrow.

"You think I got hoes? When I got all this waiting for me at home?" He smirked.

I stale faced him.

"Go back to your boyfriends, and leave me the hell alone, Russell."

"Gimme a kiss," he softly said right before leaning closer, I could smell the watermelon flavored sweets on his breath.

"No."

"No?"

"Yes."

"Aight," he quickly said before crashing his lips onto mine.

It first started off as a peck, and I kissed back but he like making things so nasty and his tongue got involved. I was low key loving that watermelon taste on his lips.

As much as I wanted to break it off, I didn't, because I was really enjoying it.

He was now on me, his body in between my legs, which were wrapped around his shirtless torso.

"D-"

"What?"

"When I said 'yes' I was answering you saying 'no'!" I whined.

"Girl you know you ain't making any sense. You want me to stop?" He smirked.

"Yes!"

"Yes?" He asked again.

"Yes."

"Aight," he went on, placing kisses on my neck.

I hated when he played dumb, making me seem like I was the crazy one. I leaned back as he tickled me with his teeth on my skin.

"Seriously, stop!" I said in between laughter as I grabbed onto his face, trying to separate him from my neck.

"You still mad at me?" He asked after we shared a laugh.

"Yes. Cause you don't be making time for me anymore."

"This was the last time I hung out with the guys, the rest of the off season, I'm all yours, ya dig?" He smirked as he continued tickling and leaving his marks on my neck.

"Alright!" I continuously laughed.

Fin. ✨💕

A lil sum short, sum sweet, ya know.

T. 😗