Sons of Anarchy Imagines and Stories

Luck of the Irish, "I'm Scottish Prick!"

You and Chibs - or Filip as you also called him- had decided to go to Vegas for a week trip. He had just been payed a good $60,000 for a big club thing, and you had decided to go because there was really nothing to do with it and also, you needed a holiday. You loved the MC and most things associated with it but even you have to admit that it would be good to get a week away with your man.

Conversation:
"I don't want you to use all this money on me! It's not right. I have everything I want already. I want you to have some fun too, not always doing everything for me!" you say, growing frustrated. You know Chibs means well and doesn't want to anger you, and he just cares a lot, but it was annoying how he thought he owed you everything in the world.

"But why love.. you like being spoilt when I get the big money, aye? I don't see a problem with it." He says, innocently, a classic Chibs Telford move right there.

"Because, Filip! I'm not a gold digging whore!" You snap at him before softening, seeing a sad look in his eyes, "and I don't want you to believe I just want all your money, when I don't. I want you, just you. I don't need to be spoilt all the time... It's nice sometimes but not all the time."

"I could and would never believe that of you Y/N, and you know it. So stop with the worry that I believe that, because I don't." He says sternly, before pulling you into his tight embrace.

"I love you so much." you mumble into his shoulder.

"And I, you." He says back in his thick accent.

You smile to yourself as you come up with an idea- what to do with the money.

"Hey, babe. Why don't we go on a week holiday?"

"Hmmm intriguing, the club is quiet at the moment and they wouldn't need me for a week or so. But where would we go?" he asks.

"I don't know, where do you want to go?"

"Vegas. It would be fun. I'd love to do Vegas with you. We can gamble! If you want to go there?"

"Yes! It sounds really fun! I'll book a hotel! Yayyyyyy! Did I mention how much I love you." You say smiling, very excited.

"Hm, just a few times baby. I love you too lassie." He says, with a cocky smirk.

Now
"Yes! We are here! Let's drop our stuff off in the room and then go to the casino!" you say, pulling your keycard out of your purse. When you walk into the room you are stunned by the view. This wasn't the hotel room you booked, so you turn to Chibs.

"Ah, I may have done a little upgrade to the room." He says smirking, seeing your eyes light up.

"You just couldn't resist could you? Well, it's really beautiful! Thanks baby." You say, kissing him.

"Mmm, and I got the wine bar upgrade, because I know how much you want to act fancy. I saw everything you packed it's all really formal, you look beautiful in whatever you wear though." He says with a smile at you. 

"Who knew that a biker could be such a softie." You say teasingly.

"Mm, well lass. I can play rough. You know that." He says cockily.

"Yes, I do recall. That night we spent in Anaheim springs to mind..." you say smirking at the thought.

"Hm, well we can replicate that if you want to? At some stage this week."

"Ah yes, definitely!" You laugh.

"Okay,  well we have dropped our stuff now let's go to the casino."

At the Casino
"Ah, you're very good at this mister, must be luck of the Irish!" One of the workers at the casino say to Chibs, what an idiot.

"I'm Scottish, prick." Chibs says, angered.

"He means thanks, he just gets mistaken for an Irish a lot." You say apologetically to the man. He nods in understanding.

"TELFORD! At least TRY to be nice!" You say jokingly.

"Well maybe he should go to school and do some Geography! Bloody idiot!" He says as you walk away from the man.

"He was trying to be nice. Stop being a dick or maybe I'll have to go make it up to him... I'll have to be... extra apologetic." You say, winking at him.

"You wouldn't dare." He growls.

"And you're gonna stop me?"

"I'll kill him." He growls again.

"I'll just go to someone else."

"Oh Jesus Christ, fine! I'll be nice!" He says with a laugh, before winning 100, 000 dollars on a slot machine..

"FUCK YES BABY!" Gosh, you now had 100 grand spare.

"Don't think that I'm not spoiling you with this lassie! You're pretty little ass is gonna be spoilt to hell. No questions asked."

"I guess I'm okay with that, you get so much enjoyment out of making me happy." You laugh.

"That's right babe. I do. It ain't luck of the Irish.....but Scots have some luck too."

"You are an idiot. My idiot." You laugh. Your man was such a goofball, but you would not have it any other way.

"I love you too lass." He knew that this was one of your ways of telling him that you love him, he wasn't wrong though.