Tour Diaries

So I wrote this back when Nicki was on the first tour of the year after that show with Drake and Wayne....just one of the many ideas i got from there lol
This is just a oneshot!
Enjoy.




Nicki stepped in her suite at the W Hotel completely spent. It was nearing 4 am and all she wanted to do was lay down on her own bed, in her own home and sleep forever. But that wasn’t possible right now, she was currently on the ‘I am Still Music Tour’ so being home was just not a possibility at the moment. Tonight, she had murdered the stage in D.C. It was a complete movie just like every other show she had done so far. She was still so grateful she had gotten this chance to be on the tour. It was much different than when she had been on the first I am music tour. Back then she hadn’t even released her album, she was still considered an underground artist. Nicki hadn’t even had her own set just did a few songs but now… now it was much different. This was her moment, a well deserved one at that. Every night, every experience was just exhilarating. Meeting her fans backstage was just as amazing. All of her expectations for every show were big and tonight they definitely matched up. 

After the show she had the after party to get through. It’s not that she didn’t enjoy them, just that club scenes weren’t really her thing anymore. Nicki didn’t see the whole appeal to them but she knew it was necessary during the tour. 

Now it was finally over and she could relax. Nicki stepped into her bathroom to get ready for bed. First, she took off her YMCMB jacket and then her colorful leggings. After taking off the rest of her clothing, she removed her half blonde, half pink wig and set it on the stand on the counter. Despite being exhausted and ready for sleep, she felt the need for a shower. The warm water felt so good on her sore flesh, like it was washing all her worries off of her. Careful not to wet her hair, she turned off the water and stepped out.  Ten minutes later she was all dried and dressed and ready for bed. Setting her blackberry on the nightstand and crawled into the king sized bed. 

Just as she was about to fall into a deep sleep she heard some noises at her door. Lifting her head slightly, her face lit up when she saw him standing by the doorway. 

He smiled at her softly. He was so handsome to her. The way his light hazel eyes lit up when she was around, the big smile he showed that just made her melt, or how curly his hair was getting lately, and of course the scruffiness on his face. A lot of people had been teasing him on his new look but Nicki loved it. It fitted him well and she loved the natural vibe to it, like he didn’t care what anyone else thought. Most of all she loved the way she felt around him. No one else could make her feel that way. It was as if nothing could go wrong when she was in his arms, she felt so protected, so loved. He was always so good to her and that’s all she wanted. 

But it was difficult. Living this secret love affair. It was not desired at all. All the hiding, and sneaking around made her tired. Having to hide her relationship with someone she loved was not what she wanted. But it was what they had to do. Being together and in public was just not possible right now. Both had careers that were taking off quickly and Nicki was scared of what the publicity of their relationship would bring. 

So for now they were on the down low. 

“Drake” She said softly, her voice trying to mask her exhaustion. 

“Hey baby” He said taking his shoes and jacket off, getting in bed.

As soon as she was settled in his arms she sighed, “How was your after party?”

“It was alright, yours?” 

“Fine.” She said softly. Tonight they had both had different after parties. It was a bittersweet thing. Since it was not often in this tour that Drake could join her, she felt sad that he had to be away from her. But it did make it easier to not let themselves slip in front of cameras. “I missed you though.”

“I missed you too baby but you need your sleep, we’ll talk tomorrow morning.” He kissed her head softly. 

“No I wanna talk to you-” She was interrupted by an involuntary yawn. “Im not tired at all..”

Drake chuckled and smoothed her face. “I do not bite that for one second; sleep. We have all day tomorrow.”

Nicki let her eyes fall and fixed her position deeper into the crook of his neck. “Okay.. Love you.” she whispered.

“Love you too Nicki.” He said, letting his own body rest for the night.

******

Drake awoke with the light bright coming in from the window shinning on his face. He opened one eye adjusting to the light and sat up. He rubbed his eyes and looked to his right where Nicki was still sleeping peacefully. He smiled at her. No worries, no problems to deal with. If only she could stay that way all the time. That’s something he strived for everyday. He tried so hard to get her to live peacefully, without a care in the world. But lately it seemed like that was not possible. Tour schedules were never ideal and it made their relationship suffer. Drake was working on his new album at the same time and it just made quality time together difficult. Which led to arguments. It was hard, but they managed. Thankfully, right now they were on better terms and he did not want anything to spoil that.

He bent down to softly kiss her cheek, and got up to use the bathroom. After doing his morning rituals, Drake went on to the room phone and order Nicki and himself some breakfast. 

Walking back to the bed he found Nicki sitting up on the bed. 

“Morning Sleeping Beauty”

She smiled, setting her blackberry back down. “So if I’m Sleeping Beauty does that make you Prince Charming?”

Drake plopped down on the bed, looking up at her and grinned. “I think I looked more like the beast rather than the Prince Charming.” He dragged his hand through his curly hair. 

Nicki laughed and her mouth dropped a bit, “Oh my God no you do not!” 

“I do, especially with all this hair. But you definitely look like a princess.” Drake kissed her hand.

Nicki rolled her eyes, “Uhuh, well I like all the hair.” She smoothed his scruffy beard. “It’s really sexy.”

“Oh really?”  Drake raised an eyebrow.

“Definitely”

“Right, well it didn’t look that way last night when you gave another nigga that lap dance.” Drake said pretending to be hurt, covering his face with the white comforter. 

“What?”

“You heard me” He said in a muffled voice. 

She sighed, “I knew you were gonna be upset about it.”

“Im not upset about it.” He threw the covers off. “Just saying…”

“You knew, I told you before rehearsals even started that the choreographer had mentioned something about a lap dance. And you said you didn’t mind.” Nicki folded her arms. 

“I don-” Drake started but got cut off.

“Yes you are! You know it doesn’t mean anything, just for fun.”

“Well I’m just saying that since I was at the show last night the least you could’ve done was give me the dance…just saying of course.” Drake sat up and shrugged. 

“Really? Like you really think that would’ve been a good idea?” Nicki asked. “I mean you saw all the fuss when I gave Wayne the dance-”

“Twice!” Drake interrupted. 

Nicki rolled her eyes yet again, “When I gave Wayne the dance, twice, it blew up. We already spark way too many rumors cus you couldn’t keep your lips detached from my neck back at New Year’s and you think a lap dance would be a good idea…” 

Drake had to admit that was a good point, anything that related to Drake and Nicki sparked up rumors of a romance. But he was sure him getting a lap dance would cause an uproar in ‘Dricki world’ as fans had dubbed. 

“Alright, you’re right. But does that mean I deserve to be deprived of LapDanceNika.”

Nicki crawled onto his lap and hugged Drake. “Aww baby I’m sorry. But just because you didn’t get it last night doesn’t mean you can’t get it now…” She said with a big smile and a glint in her eye.

“LapDanceNika coming out to play?” He said, licking his lips.

“Mhmm…” She hummed, removing the black wife beater she had slept in. 

Drake nipped at her neck, his beard gently scrapping her soft skin. Nicki let her hands roam through his curls and started rocking back and forth on him. Just as he was about to remove her bra there was a loud knock at the door. 

Drake pulled back and groaned. 

“Who’s that?” Nicki asked, putting her shirt back on.

“I order breakfast a little bit ago, they can wait.” Drake attempted to attatch himself back to her but she pulled back.

“Nope, sorry. LapDanceNika is gone, StarvingNika is here now.” Nicki jumped off the bed and started walking towards the door. 

“Aight…its cool. But one of the upcoming shows in Canada…it’s Drizzy Drake’s turn.”

Nicki turned around and flashed him a smile, “We’ll see.”