"Ow! You Motherfucker!" You screeched as Lucky dropped a box on your foot. He began laughing so hard that he fell on the floor. "I'm s-sorry, Y/N." He could barely get his apology out, for he was laughing so hard. You sat down and brought your knee up to your chest, clutching your foot. You took your shoe off and indeed, your big toe resembled a tomato.
You threw a nearby pillow at Lucky's head. He brought his attention to you. You nearly cried at the pain that the box/Lucky bestowed on you. Your toe was now numb. He finally got serious and noticed how bad your toe looked. "You did this, asswipe!" He chuckled.
"Yeesh, Y/N. It was a mistake." You rolled your eyes. "Well, you need to drive me to the hospital." He chuckled once again. He somehow thought everything was funny. You wanted to slap him upside his head. He picked you up and put you on his back. "When we put the couch in here, you're sleeping on it."
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Lucky Blue Smith Imagines
FanfictionImagine you and Lucky Blue in certain scenarios... What would you do? (There will be two versions of each imagine, for people who would enjoy things that conform to them. This does not apply to imagines with more than one part.)
