Chibs Telford Imagines

Sweet Child O' Mine: Part Three (smut)

"The fuck you mean they took him?!" You yelled. "I just saw him."
"(y/n), calm down." Jax said patiently.
"Dont tell me to fucking calm down! Tele where the fuck Ope is!"
"(y/n)." Chibs warned.
You glanced at him and your rage subsided. A sigh left your lips and you ran your hands through your hair.
"Im sorry, Jax." You said quietly.
He nodded slowly before speaking again.
"Opie came after you. He wanted to talk to you but the Chinese stopped him and took him. Prospect saw them drag him into their van."
Your body trembled and you ran your hands through your hair again.
"So where is he?" You demanded.
Jax sighed and shook his head.
"I dont know, (y/n). But we will find him. I promise."
You nodded.
"Wh-what about the kids? Should I go get them from school?" You asked.
Jax and Chibs exchanged a look before Jax turned back to you.
"Nah. Pick them up after school like normal and bring them to the clubhouse. Don't leave unless you have someone with you."
You nodded slowly and he turned to Chibs.
"Take her back to the clubhouse then meet us at Laroys."
Chibs nodded and they slapped each others shoulders before turning towards their bikes.
You walked with Chibs and he passed you the helmet once more.
You lifted it to your head and watched as they other members rode out of the driveway and down the street.
"Ye alright lass?" Chibs asked you.
You nodded swung your leg over the bike behind him, your arms wrapping around his waist.
"We'll find him." He said and squeezed your knee gently and brought the bike to life.

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You sat with Gemma at the bar as you watched Kenny and Ellie do their homework on the table in the clubhouse.
The boys were in Church, trying to figure out where the Chinese were holding Opie and how they were gonna get him back.
The kids didn't know he was missing, you had decided not to tell them yet. There was no point worrying them when they already had so much going on.
Gemma made small talk with you and you answered her questions, but you weren't really there.
You had always been close with Opie. He was the only family member you had that wasn't completely insane. You couldn't lose him. Those kids couldn't lose him.
You fidgeted with your fingers, praying silently that wherever he was, he would be alright.
He had to be alright.
The doors opened and you turned as the club filed out of Church.
The kids didn't look up and you met Chibs' eye as he crossed the room.
"You boys heading out?" Gemma asked.
Jax nodded and slid his gloves onto his hands.
You and Chibs watched each other closely and Jax gestured for them to head out.
You stood and Chibs wrapped his arms around you tightly.
His scent filled your lungs and you soaked in his touch.
He looked into your eyes once more as he pulled away.
"Be careful." You whispered.
Chibs nodded and followed the rest of the club outside.
Gemma wrapped her arm around your shoulder and you sunk into her, as you both stood and watched the boys walk out of the clubhouse.

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Chibs walked back into the clubhouse and ran his hand through his hair.
They hadn't found Opie. They still had no leads.
And the thought of disappointing you was killing him.
The rest of the club sat around the bar and drank. Jax offered him a beer but he shook his head.
He just wanted to shower, and to sleep.
The hallway was quiet as he walked through it and he assumed you would stay in Opies room.
He longed to have you in his arms but you both knew now probably wasn't the right time.
Neither of you could deny the chemistry between you, and the others were beginning to notice.
He knew they wouldn't care. Of course, Opie wouldn't be pleased but they all knew if she was going to be with anyone it was better it was Chibs and not one of the other members.
Chibs would look after her.
He sighed as he opened his door and saw the empty bed, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed that you weren't in his bed after all.
He walked to the bathroom and turned it onto hot. His clothes fell to the floor and he ran a hand through his hair.
What was it about you?
No matter what he did, he couldn't get the thought of you out of his mind.
Your voice, as pure and sweet as if from heaven echoed through his ears and no matter how loud he had the music, you were always louder.
Your eyes burnt through him and he felt so vulnerable with you, like all his demons and the scars from his pasts were open on the table.
He sighed and stepped under the stream of water, letting it soak into his skin.