Assorted SOA One-Shots & Imagines

Making Me A Habit (Chibs x Reader)

Written for: may85
Playlist: Hypnotic - Zella Day
Find Me On: tumblr, ffn, or ao3 as crimsonheart01

~(SOA)~
I wanna be on the front line
Knotted up suit ties
Talkin' like a headstrong mama
~(SOA)~

You slid off the back of his Harley. You raised up onto your tiptoes and looped one arm around his neck.

You pressed a kiss into his cheek, "Pick me up in an hour?"

He nodded, stretching his fingers through his riding gloves. You gave him a bright smile, readjusting the strap of your duffel. You hopped back down onto the pavement and pulled the door open to the studio. You turned to him, kissing your fingertips and blowing it towards him. He smiled, lifting one hand and pretending to catch it. You chuckled and jumped up the stairs, two at time. You pushed through the door into the second dance studio seeing a few of the other girls already milling around. You'd been taking these dance classes now for about three months. You dumped your bag at the back of the class and pulled your sweater off. The instructor came in and plugged in her iPod.

"Alright ladies," She announced, "Pick a pole."

You skipped over to one of the dance poles in the middle of the classroom. You rolled your shoulders. You'd been looking forward to today's class for a while now. Today the instructor was teaching you the Blade move.

~(SOA)~
Gotta picture in your wallet
Makin' me a habit
Wearin' your vintage t-shirt
~(SOA)~

"Congratulations girls, you've learned a new move!" The instructor clapped. Everyone joined in, "I want to see you practising. See you next week."

You wiped your hand across your forehead, having worked up a sweat. You joined the other girls at the back of the class where you all commented excitedly over learning the new move.

One of the girls spoke, "You really have a handle on this one. Have you been practising outside of the classes?"

You laughed a little, "No but I did watch a bunch of YouTube videos, memorizing the movements."

"Of course you did!" Someone else exclaimed, "You're a go getter. I wish I had your determination."

The group of you broke out into laughter until everyone inched their way towards the door. You were the last person left in the room as you changed out of the sweaty workout tank and into one of Chibs' old t-shirts. You'd cut off the sleeves and around the collar to make it more comfortable. As you were pulling your arms through the shirt, you heard the faint clink of metal against metal. It was a sound that you'd come to love. It was the sound of the metal buckles on Chibs' boots bouncing together with each of his steps. The sound halted and you spun around, finding him leaning against the frame of the studio door.

~(SOA)~
Tie ribbons on ya top hat
Tellin' me I'm all that
Just like the girls from ya home town
~(SOA)~

"What's all this?" He questioned, his body posted against woodwork.

His eyes scanned the room, taking note of each pole brandished. You caught the roll of his lips, and the flash of his white teeth.

You shrugged, "Some recreational dancing?"

His nostrils flared and he took a step forward, "For other people?"

"And what if it was?" You gave him a coy smile.

He growled as he stomped over to you but you slipped past him, using your foot to swing the door shut. You laid your back against the door, your hands folded behind you. He turned, a wild question in his eyes. You winked and pushed away from the door. You felt his gaze on you as you loped across the room to the stereo. You pulled the auxiliary cord out and plugged it into the iPod you'd been hiding in your palm.