Imagine Keith Richards cradling you, rocking you in his arms. He had come over only to find that you were crying, sitting along in your bed. He kissed the top of your head, stroking your hair. "Listen t' me, I need you as much as you need me and I wanna be there for you. You shouldn't have to feeel lonely." He places a gentle kiss on your temple as he lets you rest against his neck.
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Classic Rock Imagines
FanfictionThese are stories I gathered from tumblr so I did not write them nor do I own them. I made this because there are a lot of great imagines and one-shots on tumblr and I wanted to share them with everyone.
