𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 | 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐳

dd was always on tour.

always.

you missed him all the time. but you couldn't blame him. he had fans, a great music career ahead of him.

so, of course, when he got home, he spent a lot of time in the studio.

one day, he finally spent time with you. you two were walking through sugarhill, and everyone knew him. you just walked by him awkwardly while he greeted everyone.

you didn't want to wreck his phone, so you didn't say anything. but he could tell something was wrong, though.

"what's wrong, ma? watchu got goin?"