Dillyn Troy Imagines

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" Beybeh!" Troy yelled as he entered my house. " Wheya' Ya' At?"

" I'm In My Room" I called looking at myself in the mirror, trying to figure out if I liked my high bun or not.

I heard him jog up the stairs and he walked into my room smiling.

" What's Up Beybeh" He said kissing all over my face, making me laugh.

" Hi Baby" I said after I finally stopped laughing and he sat on my bed. " What's Good Witchu"

" I'm Straight Ya' Heard Meh. Doin' My Music And Shit" He said. " How Ya' Been Beybeh?"

" I Been Good" I said taking the bum out of my head and grabbing my comb. " I'm Ready To Cut My Hair Off"

" Fa' What" He asked chucking a little as I comb my hair out.

" Cause Ion Know What To Do Wit' It No More" I said grabbing my Adidas hat.

" Just Get A Weave Ya' Heard Meh" He said watching me as I put on my hat.

" I Don't Wanna Get A Weave" I said. " That Mean I Gotta Stick With That Hair. But I Probably, More Than Likely Will Get A Weave. What Color Should I Get"

" Pink" He said and I made a face and looked at him.

" The Fuck?" I said and he started laughing. " Why You Say That?"

" Cause Ya' Outfit" He said. " By The Way Ya' Look Beautiful"

" Thank You Babe" I said. " I Just Did Something Simple That's All."

" Ya' Still Look Amazin" He said standing up. " Come On Ya' Ready"

" Yeah" I said sliding on my Adidas slides. " You Got Something In Particular That You Gon' Record Today?"

" Nah" He said walking downstairs with me. " I'm Gon Just Do What I Usually Do And Go In Theya, Vibe With The Shit"

" I See I See" I said nodding my head as I walked into the kitchen. " You Want Something Out Of Here"

" No Thank Ya' Beybeh" He said.

" I'm Hungry" I said.

" As Usual" He mumbled and then walked into the kitchen, to see me glaring at him. " Whatchu- Why Ya' Lookin' At Meh' Like That?"

" I Heard That Troy" I said and he started laughing. " I Know I'm Always Hungry But Don't Worry 'Bout Me"

" Ya' Ma' Beybeh" He said. " Ya' Know I'm Just Fuckin' Witcha'"