Rapper Imagines

Foreign (smokepurpp aka omar)

You were from Korea, you hardly spoke English. The reason for that is because when your mother was pregnant with you, she had to move there in order to get a well paying job as a translator.

Before she decided to send you to America, she was very sick but she kept you happy to get your mind off of it.

She sent you to Florida because she liked the weather there, she always told you that the sun there was like a 'sign of angels' and you always dreamed about it.

You had just turned 18 the week before you moved and she paid for you an apartment by a store.

After a week of living in America by yourself, you got the hang of things.

While reading a novel on your living room couch one day you heard a loud Bang.

"PUMP GIVE ME MY PHONE LITTLE NIGGA!" You heard from outside your apartment door.

You walk over to the door and peeked our the door but everyone saw you.

"I'm sorry, are we loud?" A tall guy with short black dreds says.

"Oh. Ah. No. I'm sorry."You say shyly.

" what's ur name?" He says again.

" Purp trynna get sum pussy haaaa." The pink and blue dred guy says.

" shut the fuck up pump I'm just trying to know the girl. Aye your that girl from Korea right?" He says getting closer.

" yes, how'd you know?" You asked

" my manger told me about you, and you don't sound like you speak good English ha." You smiled at what he said.

"Well welcome to America, if you need anything I live three doors away just walk on over, oh and don't worry. This asshole don't be here all the time. Only when he needs a place to sleep." He says pointing to his friend with the weird hair.

" I'm pump." His friend says.

" Yea and I'm Omar." He says smiling and holding out his hand.

"I-I'm y/n." You shyly say grabbing his big hand.

"Damn man, you gon let her call you by your real name? You don't even let me do that shit man you must be in love." Pump says smiling.

You're cheeks starting burning.

"Shut up pump damn." He says making pump laugh.

"See you later beautiful."He says walking off and pump follows close behind.

You went back in your apartment and called it a night.

The next day you awaken to someone knocking at your door. You get out of bed in order to open the door not playing any attention to the fact that you only have on a long shirt and panties.

"Good morning kido." Omar says as you open the door.

"So long story short I'm bored because pump left at like 3am to go hook up with sum hoes and I'm really bored. I could have went but what kind of friend would a young nigga be if he left you alone?" He says with a devilish grin on his face.

"Do you wanna enter?"

" you mean 'do you wanna come in?' That's how you properly say it babe and yea." He says walking in.

"Thank you for correcting me."

"No problem sweet cheeks, nice apartment I see you like black a lot ha." He says picking up your black phone cases.

"What do you wanna do?" You ask him.

"Talk." He says turning around and looking at you.

For the next three hours you two talked about everything. You found out his daily life and he even showed you some of his music. You loved his beats and the hard shit pump made.

You also showed him your life and how you lived in Korea. He loved your life and smiled everytime you showed him a childhood photos.

"You were a tall ass eight grader girl damn." He says holding up a picture of you in your school girl outfit.

"Yea, I was a track runner. While other girls were losing their virginity I was running all day ha."

"You a virgin?" He asks standing up.

"Y-yea. I guess I haven't had the time to lose it ha." You says pouring you a glass of water.

You felt Omar's hands wrap around your waist.

You didn't know why Omar liked you so much, but you knew he wanted you.

"If you let me show you how much fun it is, I would never leave you."

Those words set you off.

You let Omar fuck you all night long. You couldn't lie but you caught feelings.

The next morning you guys talked the whole time until he had  to go to  the studio.