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2 - 𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑦 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑦

imagine : Roddy meets your dad for the first time.

requested by : N/A

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"I think I left my wallet at home. Let's go back cuh."

I rolled my eyes while still driving.
"Roddy you have your wallet. We're not going back."

He groaned.
"I'm gonna die today Paris."

I shook my head, chuckling.
"No you're not."

Today's the day that Roddy finally meets my dad.
We live in Compton and my dad lives in Vallejo so that's about a 7 hour drive. We've driven for about 4 hours now and the whole time, this nigga has been complaining and trying to go back. I even caught him on his phone trying to buy a bus ticket back to Compton.

I don't blame him though. My dad is scary. He was in the military so he's Mr. Tough Guy.

As I came to a red light, I looked over at the passenger side to see Roddy whose leg was shaking vigorously and was staring nervously into the distance.

I placed my hand on his thigh, but he flinched.

"Roddy are you really that nervous?"
I asked concerned.

He just looked at me, eyes wide, before gulping and nodding slowly.

"What can I do to help baby?"

"We can turn back around."
he said.

"You want me to give you head to calm your nerves?"
I offered.

He showed a little smile.
"Or that."

I sighed, pulling up to a rest stop.

"Take it off."
I said pointing at his pants, which he quickly took off.

———time skip———

"Okay. The GPS says we will be there in 5 minutes."
I said.

Roddy nodded.

Since I gave him head, his nervousness has calmed down significantly.

We pulled up to my childhood home. It was blue and semi-big. I parked in the drive way and turned the car off, and got out of the car.

Of course, Roddy was frozen.

"Roddy come on. I already gave you head."

After a couple of seconds (of probably trying to gain courage), he hopped out of the car too.

I rang the doorbell, and my little 16 year old sister opened it.

"Paris!"
She yelled, giving me the tightest hug.

"Hey Pradaaaa!"
I said.

I went into the living room with her and Roddy.

She looked at Roddy weirdly before pulling me to the side.

"Ummm bitchquisha who is that nigga?"
she asked.

I chuckled.
"My zaddy"

She gasped, holding on to her chest.
"Omgg sis he's finneee. You done caught yourself a good one! He look better than that Kentrell nigga you dated tooo!"