you and dd have been dating for about 3 years, through all the problems and the good times, he's been there. Through the times where you felt ugly or the times you felt unwanted, he was there for you. Dd was now your safe space and you were his even if he never showed it cuz of his "reputation". He was always tough and rarely smiled unless it was a special moment. That was one thing you hated. You hated how he acted so nonchalant when you know he wants to be himself just cuz of the fans and the media. It made you feel like he couldn't trust you with his soft side which hurt you a bit

today, you and dd were at a celebrity party hosted by dds friend sugarhill ddot and your friend star bandz. Dds known ddot since they were young and you've known star bandz since she was also young, that's actually how you and dd met. A double date with star, dd and ddot and obviously you and him liked eachother, leading to now.

at the party, dd is nonchalant as always as he's talking to ddot, star is next to ddot but she's talking to you. Ddot then turns to star and you can't help but notice the way he talks to her, so expressive and soft, you can't help but feel a bit sad and jealous at the difference between dd and you, and star and ddot. After a while of talking, star and ddot go their own way to greet other guests and it leaves you and dd alone in the vip booth, a big window looking over the party. Dd pulls his knock out of his pocket and puts it in his lap and starts rolling up his blunt, not even looking at you. You sigh and you stand up and walk to the big window, just looking at everyone. You feel dds gaze on you as you stand and sigh. You hear his lighter light up his blunt and he exhales. A few minutes of silence pass by until you hear dd cough but you don't look back at him. He then stands up and stands behind you, arms wrapped around your waist but his knock is in his hand. He breathes near your ear and then he brings the knock up to the bottom of your jaw and he presses himself closer. You gasp softly as you know he won't shoot but he's only doing it cuz he wants to be possessive and show you that your his

"Mama stop ignoring a nigga" he says lowly but you don't answer so he spins you around so your back is pressed against the window and he pushes the knock up against your throat this time

"Don't fucking ignore me mami, you know I love you, so don't play that shit" he breathes in and glares at you "you know I fucking love you mama, I always will" he says sternly and then he breathes in and rubs his other hand over his face, gun still to your chin