Dave the type of guy who would give his last to a stranger because he never wanna see a soul struggle that's what Tia loved about him the most he is husband material and if you was to ask Dave Tia was wife material
They have been best friends for...
(A/N- This my song and it fits perfectly for the title enjoy!)
New York minute (Ooh, ooh-oooh)
Everything can change
In a New York minute (Ooh, ooh-oooh)
Things can get pretty strange
In a New York minute (Ooh, ooh-oooh)
Everything can change
In a New York minute (Ooh, ooh-oooh)
New York-New York-New York-New York
Uh, king of New York
I never claimed the king of New York
Jacking Tekashi, nigga, that's like me eatin' pork
I could whip it with a spoon, imagine me with a fork
I'm seen on boats, seen with yacht masters, seen on resorts
I had the judge nervous, I look like a demon in court
I did the mansion, played the penthouse, I need me a loft
We from Harlem, we a little more conceded than y'all
Grant Theft Auto, If I needed a car, understand me?
Dave – POV
We were finally back from the trip, and now I was in New York for my show. I should've been excited—but honestly, I was sick as hell. Not physically, but the kind of sick that came from being away from your peace. Tia.
I wanted this to be a family trip so bad. Had it all planned out. But her doctor said no, and I wasn't about to argue. I just missed the hell out of my woman. Everything felt off without her here. Yeah, Corey and Kairi were with me, and I loved having my babies around, but it still didn't feel the same.
I booked us a suite, something real nice with a view of the city. I was supposed to be here all weekend—show tonight, then back-to-back meet and greets. It was a lot, and I wanted Tia by my side, but I understood.
Kairi was running around the room with that wild toddler energy, laughing and dragging her little suitcase like she had important business to handle.
"Come here, little lady," I called, scooping her up. "Let's call Mommy."
"Yayyyyy, Mommy!" she squealed, clapping her hands.
I hit the FaceTime button, and it connected.
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"Oh my God, look at my babies!" she said, already wiping at her eyes. "I'm dead crying. I miss y'all."
"Baby, stop crying," I added, sitting down on the edge of the hotel bed with Kairi in my lap. Tia was really crying, and not just a tear or two—she was deep in her feelings. I knew she hated that. Pregnancy made her extra emotional and she couldn't stand it.
