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nuggets-and-french-fries · 5 months

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Note: I apologize for taking so long (much longer than I wanted to take) to get this out for you to read; but I want to thank you for your immense patience and I hope that the quality of this imagine makes up for having to wait.

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Last note, I did try my best to edit the imagine but I'm not sure if I missed anything. If I did, please excuse the mistakes etc.

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Being an only child was one thing, but when you pair that with your father being high up in the echelon of the FBI, you have a recipe for disaster. Especially if you are anything like Y/N and the only way you could cope with your father's job was by falling in with the wrong crowd, eventually getting yourself arrested and charged with minor offenses.

Sure, they weren't near as severe as former convicted criminal turned FBI operative James Keene's were, but they were still enough to make her father disappointed and feel as though he had to work harder to prove to his bosses that he was an upstanding and law-abiding citizen.

Y/N knew how much the FBI meant to her father, which is why she made it her mission to rewrite the wrongs she had done in her past. She wanted to make her parents proud and the best way she knew to do that was to follow in one of her parents' footsteps. In this case, it was her father's footsteps.

She had gone to her father one rainy afternoon, begging him to let her help with a recent case that was in jeopardy of going cold. She was good with problem-solving and she was amazing at investigating things. She had been since she was a small child. It's why her parents could never hide her Christmas gifts at their house and always hid them at Y/N's grandparents' house.

Robert was reluctant but knew that Y/N wouldn't let it go until he accepted her pleas. He allowed her to look over the case files, and ever since that afternoon, Y/N began her job as an FBI operative.

This takes us to today. Y/N sat in the passenger seat of an old beat-up truck with broken air conditioning, whilst the sweltering heat made beads of sweat cling to her brow. She wiped the sweat away and tied her hair up into a high messy bun in the hopes that it would help with the heat. It didn't. It only made things worse if you asked her. The baby hairs at the nape of her neck were forced into little ringlets, refusing to be tamed. She growled in annoyance and returned to the open map on her lap.

"This is ridiculous. Are we there yet?" Y/N groaned, hoping her partner on this case would tell her they were.

He turned his head to face her and looked at her over the rim of his dark sunglasses while his hair flopped in his face, clearly not appreciating the heat either.

"Why are you asking me that again?" Jimmy asked with a slightly annoyed tone.

Y/N continued looking at the map even though she could feel his lingering gaze on her.

"Is the pretty boy losing his marbles?" Y/N cooed sarcastically, smirking at him afterwards.

Jimmy rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the road ahead of him.

"You're the one with the map, so if anyone knows how close we are to the town, it's you." He remarked, making Y/N roll her eyes this time.

She was about to reply when a large sign saying 'Welcome to Arizona' passed by them in a flash.

"Well, now we both know we are close." She said with sarcasm.

Jimmy refused to say anything else. Normally he wouldn't mind working with others on a case but Y/N was starting to feel like a thorn in his side. She would sass him when he asked her a question, or she would remain silent and stare out her window and God forbid he ask her to look at a map. Oh and another thing, when he said he was driving and she wasn't, she scoffed and pouted.

He wasn't entirely sure if he wanted to yell at her or kiss that put off her face. He decided against both choices though as he knew he'd probably have ever loving shit out of him. Something told him that the woman beside him was a tough one and was a force to be reckoned with, especially with how well-known her father was. Jimmy was sure that Y/N could make his death look like an accident if she wanted to.

After another couple of hours of driving and bickering back and forth, Jimmy and Y/N arrived at their motel.

"Uh, are you sure this is it? It looks so-" Y/N started before Jimmy chimed in.

"Charming, American, yadda yadda." He said, listing off words, waving his hand in the air.

"No, I was going to say gross, dingy, dilapidated, and damn near abandoned." She answered, feeling nervous about what awaited them in the small office building with dirt and cobweb-covered windows.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad." Jimmy said confidently but Y/N could see through that confident facade. She knew he felt the same.

"Are you fucking blind Keene, it's beyond a shit hole and if we're the next victims of murder, I'm blaming you." Y/N said through gritted teeth as she followed him to the office.

Once they reached the tiny box that was the office, they stepped inside and instantly Y/N's hand flew up to cover her mouth as she attempted and failed at suppressing a gag. The smell of old urine, old smoke, musty carpets, mold, and other odors embraced every nook and cranny with their vile scents. Even Jimmy wanted to puke and he had seen and smelled some pretty intense things in his lifetime.

Jimmy looked behind him to make sure that Y/N was ok but by the fact that her complexion had turned white with a hint of green, he knew she needed air, however hot and suffocating it was outside.

He was about to tell Y/N to wait outside when a man resembling hamburglar walked out of what appeared to be a small room. He was covered in sweat and dirt. He smelt of old cigarettes and stale beer. His hair wet with sweat, stuck out at odd ends as it curled from the heat.

"She good?" The man asked through a mumble as he pointed at Y/N, clocking the way she was acting.

She looked at Jimmy and silently begged him to make something up or was it to let her wait outside, he couldn’t tell.

When she tried to hold another gag, he knew it was to let her wait outside, so he took the keys out of his pocket.

"Car sick. Takes her a while to get over it." Jimmy said, handing Y/N the keys, fully trusting her to not drive off without him.

She snatched the keys from him and hurried outside just in time.

The men watched the woman for a minute before they went on with the business of sorting out a room.

Thankfully It didn’t take too long to check in before Jimmy could rejoin the outside world. He was glad for that fact as the extremely pungent smell in the office was starting to get to him and turn his gills green.

Y/N watched the man breathing deeply and dramatically from where she was in the truck and chuckled to herself. He looked absolutely ridiculous huffing and puffing in his now off white tank top and blue Levi jeans. Why he chose to wear jeans in a hot climate was beyond her, especially since he opted to wear boots on his feet. Ones that didn’t look like they were made for the desert.

“Are you just going to stand there or can we actually go to our room?” Y/N asked as she pooped her head out of the passenger side window.

Jimmy ignored her but made his way over to the truck. He was eager to get to the room and see if it looked better or worse then the front of this so called establishment.

“Are you fucking kidding me, Keene?! I am not sharing a bed with you!” Y/N exclaimed as she and Jimmy stood in front of the only bed in the room. The bed that looked like no one had washed its sheets in decades…no, make that in centuries.

“Sleep in the truck then.” Jimmy said as he put his bag on the bed.

Y/N gasped and picked his bag back up. SHe was appalled that he wasn’t even questioning what the hell was going on here.

“Don’t do that, you don’t know what diseases are hiding there.” She told him.

“I’m almost touched that you care about me.” He said.

“I care about the bag. Do you know how long bacteria can stay on something like your bag.” She shrieked, making Jimmy roll his eyes.

“Why don’t we drive around looking for another place to stay because I’m telling you right now, the FBI hates us.” Y/N said.

“Why don’t you just stop bitching about this place. It may not be ideal but it’s a place to rest and work.” Jimmy warned her.

“I am not bitching. This place is vile and I really don’t want to stay here.” Y/N replied.

“At least it’s not a prison.” He said. He had her there.

“With a choice between this place and prison, I choose prison.” Y/N said, looking at the man square on.

“You aren’t going to budge on this are you?” Jimmy asked.

“Not a chance in fucking hell. I’d rather lick Satan’s asshole than stay here.” Y/N said, making Jimmy chuckle.

“Alright, fine. Put the bags back in the truck. I’ll tell him we had family members insist we stay with them.” Jimmy said, giving in.

Y/N threw her arms around him in a tight hug.

“Thank you!” Y/N said as she took their bags to the truck while Jimmy locked their room door.

25 minutes later, Jimmy and Y/N had found an even better motel. It was one that actually looked inviting and not like something straight out of a horror movie. The reception smelled clean, looked clean and the staff were so nice and less fat and sweaty.

Unfortunately for Y/N, the only room they had available had one bed. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to share a bed because she hated Jimmy, rather it was the idea that if she was to sleep next to him, she may do things that were…unbecoming of a respectable woman shall we say and completely unprofessional.

“Still?” Jimmy sighed, noticing the look on her face at the mention of their room only having one bed…again.

“You know what, no. Because you were my knight in shining armor back there and saved me from a night of horrors, I’ll keep my thoughts on sharing a bed quiet.” Y/N said, patting Jimmy on the shoulder.

Jimmy raised his brow at her and decided against replying. He’d save his remark for later.

“Come on Keene, I’m tired.” Y/N called over her shoulder as she walked toward the door. Jimmy shook his head and followed suit.

Finally settled in their room, Y/N sat on her side of the bed looking over a case file while Jimmy showered and rinsed off the last few hours. Y/N had previously done the same and boy, what a world of good that did her. She felt refreshed and happier.

“Did you know that this motel is closer to the prep’s house and to the route he took.” Y/N called as she heard the water shut off.

“We should scout it out.” Jimmy suggested as he walked out of the bathroom with a towel hanging loosely around his waist.

Y/N pretended not to notice how fit the man in front of her was but with how quiet Y/N became, Jimmy smirked to himself.

“What’s so funny?” Y/N asked, trying not to look up at him.

So many replies were flying around Jimmy’s mind but he didn’t want to embarrass Y/N or give her a reason to get all pissy with him.

“I spotted a burger king down the street.” He said as he slipped his clothes on back in the bathroom.

“And?” Y/N asked, refocusing on re-reading the paragraphs on the paperwork.

“Are you hungry?” Jimmy questioned as he padded back to the room and plopped on the bed next to Y/N.

Y/N stopped reading and looked at the tv on the wall, deciding if she was hungry or not.

“I could eat.” Y/N said after a minute. Jimmy nodded and stood up.

“Let’s go then.” He said as he got his things together.

“Oh, I thought you were going to get it and come back.” Y/N admitted, feeling dejected. She loved the idea of getting fast food and eating it in the motel bed while watching cartoons.

“I could do that or we could get it and eat in the restaurant and then go for a drive.” He suggested, loving the idea of seeing what else this town had to offer and maybe scouting out where the crimes took place.

“You go enjoy, I’ll just order a pizza or something.” Y/N said, putting her head back down.

“Suit yourself.” Jimmy said, shrugging his shoulders.

Y/N would be lying if she said she wasn’t disappointed and a little hurt that he would leave her alone on their first night here in favor of going for a drive.

Jimmy walked out the door and got into the truck and felt a pang of guilt hit him in the chest. There was something about Y/N’s demeanor that told him she was excited at the possibility of a motel room picnic, if that’s what you want to call it that.

Taking a deep breath, Jimmy got out of the truck and unlocked the room door.

“Change your mind?” Y/N asked, now flipping through the tv for something to watch.

“What burger do you want?” Jimmy asked.

Y/N’s gaze shot to Jimmy and he could see a spark of joy shine in her eyes.

“What about your drive?” She questioned.

“Just answer the question before I change my mind Y/N.” Jimmy said and for the first time since meeting her, Y/N gave him a genuine smile and he’d be lying if he said his heart didn’t skip a beat.

“You got a pen?” She asked, knowing that she wanted a few things.

Jimmy grabbed a pen from the small desk in the room and a piece of paper.

“Hit me with it.” He told her.

“Ok, I want an extra large whopper meal, a large order of onion rings, an extra large chicken nugget meal and a chocolate sundae. I also want two cheeseburgers and a chicken burger.” She said, making Jimmy’s eyes bug out of his head.

“Damn.” Jimmy remarked.

“What? I’m thinking of breakfast tomorrow and if I know anything from traveling as a kid, it’s that burger king always tastes better cold and for breakfast the next morning.” She explained.

“Never thought of that.” Jimmy said as he finished writing her order. “Anything else or is that all?” He asked.

Y/N thought for a minute.

“One more thing?” She questioned.

“Fuck me, ok.” He said as he put pen to paper again.

“A caramel sundae as well as the chocolate one.” She said, remembering her mother’s tradition of mixing the caramel and chocolate sundaes together.

“To confirm, you want an extra large whopper meal, an extra large chicken nugget meal, a large order of onion rings, a chicken burger, two cheeseburgers, a chocolate sundae and a caramel sundae.” Jimmy said, reading the list carefully.

“Yup, that should do it.” She said proudly. She was excited for cartoons while she ate. It was going to be just as fun as when she was a kid and on holiday with her mom when her dad was away working.

“Awesome.” Jimmy said as he headed toward the door.

He barely had his hand on the doorknob when Y/N spoke up again.

“Jimmy?” Y/N asked. He turned to face her, waiting for her response.

“Thanks for getting all that.” She said, genuinely.

“You’re welcome.” He muttered, opening the door, heading to get their food.

While Jimmy was out getting their food and some other treats he wanted from the store, Y/N got the room ready for the night and for their fast food feast.

She untucked the blankets on the bed and set up a partition in the middle of the bed so their sides were clearly marked, she turned on the nickelodeon channel ready for the cartoon binge fest and she had changed into her cozy pj’s. She didn’t care that they were oversized and granny looking. The point was that she was comfortable and had room for all her food.

When she was done with all of that, Y/N sat back on the bed and watched spongebob. It was one of her favorite cartoons to watch while she was traveling. It gave her a sense of nostalgia.

This particular episode, spongebob and Patrick were up to their usual chaotic mischief and every moment of the episode, Y/N was in a fit of giggles so loud Jimmy could hear them as he came back with the mass amount of food.

“Uh, a little help.” Jimmy said as he struggled to balance the items in his hands.

“Oh my god Jimmy, that’s way more than what I asked for.” Y/N told him.

“Thank you captain obvious, I hadn’t noticed.” He sassed her.

“Ok, Ok, no need to snap.” She said.

Y/N set the burger king bags etc. on the bed and the rest of the things she placed on the small desk.

“That’s everything.” Jimmy said as he entered the room with four six packs of beer.

“Beer?” Y/N asked, surprised that Jimmy drank beer. She took him as a wine guy after all.

“It goes with the chips I got.” He said.

Y/N squinted at him.

“What kind of chips?” She questioned.

“Salt n vinegar and bbq.” He replied.

“I approve.” She said.

“Good to know.” He said.

“So is it a split situation?” She asked.

“For what?” He asked in reply.

“For the beer.” She responded.

“Uh, yeah. 12 for me, 12 for you.” He said.

“Thank you.” Y/N said as she sat down to eat her melting ice creams.

Jimmy soon joined her in eating his food and the both of them laughed and reminisced while they watched cartoon after cartoon.

In fact, they’d go as far as saying they bonded over their festivities. Jimmy learned things no one knew about Y/N and Y/N learned things no one knew about Jimmy.

At 2am, Jimmy woke up with a start. It wasn’t a new thing. He had been having nightmares ever since he had left Springfield and as much as he tried to rid those thoughts and memories from his mind, it never seemed to do much good.

“What’s wrong?” Y/N muttered lowly, feeling Jimmy stir beside her.

He didn’t want Y/N to know the truth so he came up with a quick lie, hoping it would appease her.

“You were snoring.” He said hurriedly.

Y/N knew that she didn’t snore but she had to give him kudos for all the lies he was able to think up on the spot. It took some real talent to do that.

“I do not snore. You liar.” She scoffed.

Jimmy sighed.

“You don’t have to tell me but you don’t have to lie either.” Y/N said.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Jimmy replied, turning over to face her so that he could see her better.

“Don’t let this get in your head but you’re a good guy Jimmy and whatever is bothering you, you shouldn’t let it overtake the goodness you have.” Y/N said.

Jimmy smiled. He knew that she was right and it made him feel good to know that someone saw that he wasn’t just a pretty face like so many women had told him. Y/N could see something in him that held promise and that made his heart happy.

“Is there anything I can do that will help you go back to sleep?” Y/N asked, not knowing that Jimmy had already fallen asleep again. His body feeling exhausted from the day’s events.

“Rest easy Jimmy and don’t worry, I’m right here.” She whispered, kissing his cheek gently.

-Fin-

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nuggets-and-french-fries · 1 year

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Hello!!! How are you? The moment I read the be creative part in the dos and donts I had this idea...now just hear me out. Jimmy and Eggsy are twins (or brothers whatever works best for u <3) separated at birth which is how they ended up w their own separate lifes. At some point they find out about each other bc of Eggsys work. The reader is Eggsys best friend who is also a Kingsman and meets Jimmy (maybe at Eggsys wedding?) And Jimmy being Jimmy is all flirty and things start to develop between them? Could you maybe write about it? Ofc only if you have time and like the idea!

Note: Hi lovely. I want to thank you for your immense patience with me.

I know that this is on the short side but I'm proud of it. Also, sorry if there is spelling mistakes and other grammatical errors, I did try and edit but I may have missed some things.

I hope that you enjoy!

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Bad boy Jimmy Keene had grown up in an unhealthy home feeling like he had been missing a part of himself. For the longest time, he tried to fill that void with anything and everything he could think of. Drugs, alcohol, cars, money, weapons and most of all, women. He loved women.

He loved how he could chill with them the way he couldn’t with a man. He loved how their hands fit in his and he loved making them moan and scream his name. He loved the powerful feeling he got when they would look at him as though he was their next meal….the feeling more than mutual.

The one thing he loved more than anything? The darkened corners of the strip clubs he would visit on a late Friday night. A Friday night much like this one.

Jimmy swaggered into the building with a confidence about him that most of the people inside could never possess. Everyone except you.

You watched from the bar as Jimmy settled into his corner before the person in your ear piece spoke.

“Focus please, agent Vivian.” Merlin spoke as he noticed the woman staring at their target.

“I am. I’m watching the target to make sure he doesn’t do anything.” You said sassily, making Eggsy laugh through the ear piece.

You and Eggsy had been friends for a very long time and when this case came up, you were paired together which was a choice that Merlin now found himself regretting.

“I still can’t believe that we found him.” Eggsy said in disbelief that they were tracking his long-lost twin brother.

That fact he even had a brother to begin with was surreal to Eggsy but to find that the brother was identical to him, that was worlds of surreal that he didn’t think existed.

Before you could reply with your two cents on the matter, Jimmy was on the move and heading straight to where you were sitting.

You hadn’t noticed it but while you were talking to your colleagues, Jimmy’s eyes had fallen upon you, and he was enamoured by you and your beauty.

“Hello gorgeous.” Jimmy greeted as he came to a stand still next to you.

Your breath hitched when you faced him. It was like you were staring at Eggsy except Jimmy had an American accent and had black hair as apposed to Eggsy’s brown hair and south London accent. Sure Eggsy was hot and fucking sexy but Jimmy seemed to put Eggsy to shame.

“Gorgeous?” You questioned with a quirked brow.

“You’re right, you’re more than that.” Jimmy said, eyeing you up and down.

It made you feel self conscious if you were being honest, even if you did think Jimmy was modeled after a Grecian god.

“Does that shit ever work for you?” You asked, somewhat unimpressed that he was trying to get into your pants.

“You go girl.” Merlin whispered, speaking to you through your ear piece.

You wanted to laugh out loud at the Scotsman, but you didn’t. You held it in.

“Come on now, I saw you watching me.” Jimmy said, leaning in a little closer.

You tried to keep your cool.

“Who says it was out of interest?” You questioned with a hint of cheek in your tone.

Jimmy’s brows raised in surprise. He had never had someone so attractive play hard to get the way you were.

“I like you.” Jimmy said, pointing his finger at you as a smirk appeared on his face.

“Good to know.” You replied.

“Can I buy you a drink?” Jimmy asked and you shrugged.

“Nothing cliché and girlie.” You told him, giving in just a little, though you could feel Eggsy’s gaze burning a hole in your brain.

“Agent Vivian, there is no time for this now.” Merlin lectured.

You cleared your throat and made excused yourself to the bathroom.

Did you return to Jimmy against Merlin and Eggsy’s wishes, perhaps. Did you have a good time, maybe. Did you and Jimmy do the deed, you weren’t one to kiss and tell.

All you knew was that this bad boy had you wrapped around his little finger.

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nuggets-and-french-fries · 1 year

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~Jimmy Keene: The Story of Us.

Note: I’m not sure how good this is but I really like how it turned out. It’s super cute and really made my heart melt.

Please keep in mind that there is probably a plethora of mistakes etc. in this but please ignore them.

For the very last time, please enjoy!

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5:20am was never a time that Mia woke up at but one week into having a newborn, her body was already trained to start the day earlier. Normally she was ok with that but being woken up at that time with painful postpartum contractions were not something Mia envisioned for her Saturday morning, especially since she and Jimmy had agreed to go for a walk today.

Mia laid in her spot for a minute trying to decide if the cramps were bad enough to do anything about. After about a second, Mia decided that they were bad, and she knew that the only thing that would help her was to sit on the toilet. So mis threw the covers off her body and stiffly sat up, trying not to aggravate the swelling that had occurred down there.

She quietly trudged to the bathroom, turned the light on and sat down on the toilet. She was on there for about a minute or two when Jimmy appeared in the doorway rubbing his eyes.

“You ok?” He asked huskily as a yawn escaped his mouth.

“Contractions.” Mia replied as she hid her face in her hands.

It wasn’t that she was embarrassed, it was more for the fact that the lights were bright, and her body was so exhausted.

“Can I do anything?” He asked as he sat down on the edge of the tub.

“Hold my hand?” Mia replied as she held her hand out for him to take.

Jimmy smiled and took hold of her hand.

They sat like that for another minute before Paisley could be heard whimpering through her baby monitor.

“I’ll go, you get back to bed and get comfortable.” Jimmy told his wife, helping her to stand and pull her pants and underwear back up.

“Thanks Jim.” Mia said.

“Love you.” He mumbled as he disappeared from the room.

Mia laid back down in the bed and she would have stayed awake, but her eyes were way too heavy, and the sleep took over as soon as her head hit the pillow again.

A few hours later Mia was still sleeping, and Jimmy was wide awake not knowing what to do with himself as both of his girls were sound asleep. Sure he could go back to sleep himself but what good would that do when the house needed to be cleaned and he was hungry and to be honest, itching to work out.

Jimmy yawned and carefully got out of bed and went to the closet to find his grey workout shorts.

When he was ready felt good to go, Jimmy headed downstairs with the baby monitor in hand so that he could hear when his daughter needed him.

Of course he barely stepped foot in the home gym when the baby made her needs known. Jimmy sighed but happily rushed up the stairs to his little girl.

“Good morning Pais, did you have a good sleep?” He asked as he picked up the newborn. Paisley immediately stopped her cries and settled in her dad’s arms.

“Goodness missy, you need a diaper change.” Jimmy noted as he smelled the poop wafting from her soiled diaper.

Jimmy laid Paisley down on her change pad and went about changing her.

When she had a fresh Diaper on, Jimmy picked her back up and went to her closet where Mia had an array of baby clothes stocked.

“Ok, let’s see.” Jimmy said as he went through the sweet little onesies he and Mia had bought for their daughter when they found out Mia was pregnant.

Finally, Jimmy settled on a onesie that was covered in small delicate duckies. It looked so cute on the baby that it made Jimmy’s heart melt. She was all her mama.

At 9:12am, Mia woke up and stretched. Yes, she was still tired, but she felt more rested, and she was about to turn over to go back to sleep when she heard the blender start up downstairs.

She smiled to herself and got out of bed and went to the bathroom so she could shower and freshen up a bit before joining her husband and daughter for breakfast.

“Well, hello.” Mia said as she walked downstairs to see Jimmy pouring his protein shake in a cup with one hand while his cheek rested on Paisley’s head to stop her head from moving. It was really cute to see but what made it even more comical was the fact that Paisley was peeking over his burp rag clad shoulder almost as though she was checking to see who was disrupting her time with her dad.

“Morning babe.” Mia said as she kissed his bare shoulder before kissing Paisley’s head.

“How are you feeling?” Jimmy asked as he turned to face Mia.

“Still tired but a bit better. Thank you for letting me sleep.” Mia replied.

“Good.” He replied.

“Nice shorts Mr. Keene.” Mia whispered in his ear as she lightly smacked his butt.

Jimmy chuckled and winked at her. He knew that she loved it when he wore those specific shorts.

Mia was going to say something else, but Paisley beat her to it and started rooting and crying.

“Come here honey.” Mia said as she gently took the baby from Jimmy.

Mia walked over to the couch so that she could nurse paisley.

“There we go.” Mia said, feeling proud that she and Paisley had a really good breastfeeding system now.

Breastfeeding came easy at first but after a couple of days, Paisley appeared to be struggling which caused so much pain for Mia as her nipples felt as though they had been cut by a million tiny shards of glass. Some nights she even cried while Jimmy did everything he did to help his wife.

Jimmy stayed in the kitchen and made breakfast for Mia and cleaned up as he watched on. He was so proud of Mia for everything she had gone through. She was so strong and so brave. She made his world so much better. In his eyes, he’d be lost without her.

“The house looks good baby, thanks for cleaning it.” Mia said over her shoulder as she continued to nurse the baby.

Jimmy looked over at his wife and smiled.

“You’re welcome but you won’t be saying that when you hear what I found while I was cleaning.” Jimmy told her mischievously.

“Oh god, what?” Mia cringed, thinking of what he was on about.

“Your old ballet recital tapes.” He said.

Mia grunted. She did enjoy ballet when she was younger but now that she was older and so out of touch with it, she kind of loathed it, especially since it caused so many ankle issues now.

“Where did you find them?” Mia asked, moving to burp Paisley.

“Nowhere in particular.” He answered nonchalantly.

“We aren’t watching them.” Mia told him and he playfully pouted at her as he came over to where she was sitting.

When he was comfortable, he took the burp rag from Mia’s shoulder and took the baby so that he could finish burping her.

“Why not? I thought we could show Paisley how cute you were.” Jimmy whined, sticking his bottom lip out as paisley looked at him with wide eyes as she let out the biggest burp she could muster.

Mia giggled and Jimmy smiled.

“That’s my girl.” Jimmy praised, kissing the baby’s small cheek.

“Fine, we can watch them.” Mia said, leaning back.

“But.” Jimmy said, knowing there was more.

“We have to watch your old home movies too.” Mia said as a smirk grew on her face.

Jimmy just looked at her. Sure he liked reliving the old days but as he got older and now had a family, he’d much rather focus on the now and what the future held for him.

“We could make some popcorn and spend the day showing Paisley our story. Hell we could watch our wedding video.” Mia suggested.

“You just had breakfast.” Jimmy said.

Mia shrugged.

“So, I’m breastfeeding. I’m hungry all the time.” She told him, making him chuckle.

“Why don’t you pick the tape you want to show her first and we’ll go make some popcorn.” Jimmy said as he and Paisley headed for the kitchen.

Once the popcorn was ready, Jimmy and the baby rejoined Mia on the couch and Mia covered them all in a warm blanket as Jimmy situated the big bowl in front of him and Mia so they could both reach.

“Alright, let’s watch the story of us.” Mia said as Jimmy pressed play.

Mia laid her head Jimmy’s shoulder as they watched a tiny Mia frolic about the stage in her bright pink tutu.

“I love you so much.” Jimmy said softly as the same tiny Mia waved at the camera.

“I love you so much too.” Mia replied.

“Forever and always?” Jimmy asked.

Mia looked at him and kissed him tenderly.

“Forever and always.” Mia told him before kissing him tenderly once more before they turned back to the screen, reliving their pasts and showing their daughter their stories.

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James Keene: The helping hand.

Note: Thank you so much to @sharonmi11s for requesting this imagine. It was so much fun to write and develop these characters and see how they changed throughout this imagine. I hope that you enjoy it. Links for things mentioned in this story will be posted a t the end.

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Once upon a time in a land far, far away called Kankakee, there lived a beautifully kind-hearted princess named y/n who loved bringing joy and hope to the families she worked with.

On the other side of the spectrum though, lived a handsome prince name Jimmy that lay locked away in a tower with no way of escape until a sly wizard came to him with an offer he couldn’t refuse.

To find out how the Prince and the Princess fell in love and changed their lives for the better, keep on reading.

Ever since she was a little girl, y/n had always wanted to help people in whatever capacity she could. The reason she wanted to do this you may ask. Well, at the tender age of 5 years old, y/n’s father became sick and with little money, her mother couldn’t afford to hire anyone to help out with her father. The caring was up to her and her mother and while y/n didn’t mind it, it eventually took a toll on her mother, and she passed away not too long after her father, which left y/n living with her aunt.

Carol-Anne was a sweet woman and loved y/n with all her heart. She knew how important it was for y/n to grow up caring and compassionate. It was the one thing y/n’s mother wanted to instill in her daughter.

All through high school, y/n poured countless hours into her studies in order to get into her dream college so that she could study medicine. She wanted to become a doctor so that she could care for others and their families, the way she cared for her father all those years ago.

When she finally graduated from college, she had a change of heart and decided that she’d apply for a job at Mount Saint Batten health care services as a nursing assistant. It was there that she met Sammy Keene and her significant other, Big Jim.

Big Jim was a reserved man and didn’t wear his heart on his sleeve. He did have his sweet moments though.

Sammy approached the health care services just after Big Jim suffered a stroke. Y/n was asked to take the couple on and without hesitation, she did. This led her to be sitting on the front porch with Big Jim as they spoke openly.

“I want to go and see my son.” Big Jim stated after letting out a breath.

Y/n was surprised at this statement. She didn’t know that Big Jim had a son. It wasn’t something that was made apparent.

“I can organize that. Where does he live?” She asked. Big Jim looked at her and his eyes grew slightly glossy.

Y/n set her tea down and got up to crouch in front of the man.

“What’s the matter?” She asked softly.

“He’s in prison.” Big Jim huffed out after a minute of trying to think of how to tell the woman.

Y/n felt her stomach drop for him. She had heard of other people going through something like this and she couldn’t imagine the pain of having someone behind bars but now knowing that this was part of the stress that caused Big Jim’s stroke, she felt bad for the man, especially when he explained how his son had taken on a dangerous task so that he’d be released from prison early.

Y/n tried her best to keep her thoughts professional and promised Big Jim that she’d sort something out so that she could accompany him to visitation at the Springfield penitentiary. How she was supposed to go about that though was beyond her.

Sitting down at her dining table after her shift and writing a letter to a prison warden was never something y/n thought she’d be doing but here she was with her hands hovering over her keyboard trying to think of the best way to start.

She knew that it had to be professional sounding but for the life of her, nothing was coming to mind. Y/n didn’t have much time to fashion this letter because the inmate in question had a family member wanting to visit his son as soon as he could.

Taking her boss’s advice, she took a deep breath and just started typing, being mindful of the fact that the warden would most likely need her work and personal details in order to be added to the list of visitors for Big Jim’s son, Jimmy.

Dear Sir,

I write this letter to ask for permission to be allowed to accompany Mr. James Keene Sr. to visit Mr. James Keene Jr., who is a prisoner in your facility. Mr. Keene Jr. is my client’s son. It is advised that I accompany Mr. Keene Sr. in all activities in and out of his residence as he is of frail health and requires attention at all times. Please find the notarized consent of Mr. Keene Sr. and Mount Saint Batten health care services.

I will be grateful to be permitted to accompany Mr. Keene Sr. If you need any more information about me, please reach me via 555-0123 or email y/n.y/l/[email protected]. I’m looking forward to a favorable response.

Thank you for your consideration.

Sincerely,

Y/n Y/L/N

555-0123

Kankakee, IL, 60901

Reading over her words to make sure everything sounded ok, y/n took a deep breath.

Here goes nothing.

She hit send on the email and waited almost a week to hear back.

The visiting area of a penitentiary was not something y/n ever thought she’d be observing but alas, here she was. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen when her client’s son heard that his father now had a carer.

“I don’t think he’ll like you.” Big Jim stated bluntly. Y/n had to smile at that.

She didn’t really care what Jimmy thought. It was Sammy that hired her, and it was Sammy and Big Jim that enjoyed her company, although Big Jim would never say that out loud.

“All that matters to me is that you like me.” Y/n replied as she helped the man sit down.

Big Jim grunted in reply. It was going to be the best she got out of him as the inmates began to enter the vicinity.

Jimmy looked around for his dad and when his eyes landed on him, his eyes narrowed.

“Dad.” He greeted as he walked over and sat down.

“Son.” Big Jim replied in a monotone.

Y/n simply sat there and kept quiet as she knew that this wasn’t her place to speak. She was only here to assist the man beside her.

“How are you dad?” Jimmy questioned, ignoring the woman.

“Alright.” Big Jim shrugged the best he could.

“Tell me the truth dad.” Jimmy responded curtly. He took this opportunity to look at y/n.

“I’m fine.” Big Jim insisted. Jimmy didn’t look convinced.

“Whose that then? Get rid of Sammy did ya?” Jimmy asked in an accusatory tone. Y/n tried not to gag at that.

It wasn’t that Big Jim was bad looking but she didn’t go for the elder men.

“Y/n is my carer.” Big Jim said plainly. Jimmy nodded slowly and crossed his arms as he leaned back in his chair.

“Carer?” Jimmy replied disdainfully. Y/n looked at him and smiled. Truthfully, she didn’t know what to say to that.

“She’s good.” Big Jim said, placing his good hand on top of y/n’s smaller one, taking his son by surprise. His dad never said those things about anyone, let alone show affection in public.

There was no doubt about it. Jimmy was jealous.

“How are you, Jimmy?” Big Jim asked, sensing that y/n was uncomfortable with the attention on her.

“I’d be better if she wasn’t here.” Jimmy snarked.

“Keene, wrap it up!” A C.O called.

“I don’t want her back here. You don’t need her.” Jimmy said and his father nodded but y/n wasn’t about to let that slide.

“You can think what you like about me, but you weren’t the one that hired me. I was hired by Sammy and her opinion is the only one that matters to me besides that of your father’s.” She said as Jimmy stood and walked away.

He pretended to ignore her words but deep down, they hit him in the gut. He knew he was being ridiculous, but he couldn’t help it.

One month later, Jimmy was still confined to the walls of the detestable building and wanted out with all of his being. He had gathered what he thought was sufficient evidence for the FBI and he knew that this was going to be the last visit he had to endure with his father…..and y/n. Though he had to admit that the more he heard what she was doing for his father, the more he realized that she was different from the women he had grown up knowing.

“Have you told them yet?” Big Jim asked as he leaned forward so only his son could hear him. Jimmy looked up at y/n and for the first time, his heart skipped a beat.

Y/n got the hint and started looking around at the other inmates to try and block out the information Jimmy was about to give out.

“Not yet.” Jimmy told his father. Big Jim nodded.

“Ok.” He replied.

“Sammy misses you.” Big Jim said. Y/n just happened to catch this and cleared her throat. She knew for a fact that it was Big Jim himself that missed Jimmy.

Both Jims looked at the woman.

“Sorry, slight tickle.” She fibbed, looking at Big Jim. He simply looked at her.

Y/n motioned to Jimmy with her head. Jimmy wanted to chuckle at this, but he didn’t. He didn’t want y/n knowing that she made him laugh.

“I uh- I- I- I miss- you son.” Big Jim stuttered, earning a bright smile from y/n. The first one Jimmy had really seen, and he felt his insides turn into a mushy lovesick puddle.

Jimmy smiled.

“I miss you too dad. I promise I’ll be out soon.” Jimmy replied. That was most definitely his plan.

Their visit was cut short once more but before Jimmy moved from the table, y/n spoke.

“It was good to see you, Jimmy.” She said softly with a gentle smile. Jimmy smiled back at her and gave her a nod before making his leave.

Two weeks later, Jimmy had gone radio silent, and it was taking a toll on Big Jim. He was worried about his son and what might have happened to him.

Y/n did her best to calm the old man’s nerves but even then, it didn’t seem like it was working because it was eventually decided that y/n would move in so that she could help Sammy during the night when Big Jim seemed to be the most worried and anxious.

“Drink this. It’ll help.” Y/n said as she handed the man a piping hot mug of tea.

Normally Big Jim would put up a stink about tea being for rich folk and y/n not giving him anything stronger but since he woke up that morning with an unmistakable pain in his chest, he knew better than to argue with his carer.

“I’m worried y/n.” Big Jim admitted, looking down at his cup.

“I know you are Jim but I’m sure he’s fine.” Y/n attempted.

“I hope so.” Big Jim muttered, taking a sip of the liquid. Y/n smiled sadly at him.

She couldn’t imagine what it must feel like to love someone so much and have them go quiet, especially when it came to something as substantial as this situation was.

“If he’s anything like you, he’ll be ok. You raised a toughie.” She told him, earning an amused huff which was the most she had gotten out of him in a week or so.

“Don’t give up Jim. He’ll come back to you.” Y/n said as she made her way to the kitchen to prepare dinner for him and Sammy.

While she was cutting up the tomato for the salad, there was a knock on the door. She knew that no one was expected so she was a little surprised at the unannounced visitor.

“Y/n, can you get that please.” Sammy called as she helped Big Jim into his chair at the dining table.

“Sure Sammy.” Y/n called back as she quickly wiped her hands and hurried to the door.

“Can I- Jimmy?” She asked with shock. She couldn’t lie, she was glad that he was ok……more than glad if she was being honest.

“Hi.” He said softly.

“Where have you been. Your father’s been worried sick about you.” She said, a little harsher than she meant.

Jimmy raised his brows.

“Sorry. Come in.” She said as she stepped aside so that he could enter.

“Y/n, who is it?” Sammy said as she walked into the front room.

Sammy’s jaw hit the ground and she immediately felt a little anger stir within her.

“Where the hell have you been. Do you have any idea what you’ve done to your father?!” Sammy all but shouted, alerting Big Jim to Jimmy’s presence.

“Jimmy?” Big Jim called with a hopeful tone.

Jimmy rushed to his father and fell to his knees before embracing his father in one of the tightest hugs they’d ever shared.

For the longest time no one said anything. Sammy and y/n just stood to the side watching the father and son reunite and if y/n was being honest, she wanted to burst out crying because she knew just how much this truly meant to Big Jim.

“Where were you?” Big Jim asked as he pulled back and held his son’s face in his hands the best that he was able.

“That’s a story for another time.” Jimmy whispered, pulling his father into another hug.

Jimmy and his father sat at the table talking while the women finished up preparing dinner.

“Thank you so much for coming to be with us y/n. I know that it has meant so much to not only me but to Jim as well.” Sammy told y/n.

The younger woman looked up from the dish she was plating up and smiled. She had really enjoyed working with Big Jim and helping him during one of the most difficult times in his life.

“It’s been a pleasure, Sammy. I’ve enjoyed getting to know you and Big Jim.” She replied.

Just then, Jimmy walked into the kitchen.

“Your dad need anything?” Y/n asked with slight concern.

“No, he’s ok but I was wondering if I could talk to you for a minute.” Jimmy answered. Y/n looked at Sammy with hesitation.

“Go on, I’ll make sure he eats. You two go talk.” Sammy replied, knowing full well how y/n felt about Jimmy since the young woman had unloaded her feelings one afternoon while Big Jim was napping.

Jimmy and y/n walked out onto the back porch and sat down on the swing that hung from the roof; Jimmy at one end and y/n at the other.

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” Y/n asked, worried that he was going to tell her that she was fired.

“I know we got off on the wrong foot, but would you like to maybe have dinner sometime?” He asked.

Y/n wasn’t sure if she could, given the fact that she was still signed on to look after his father.

“I don’t know Jimmy.” She replied and Jimmy looked down, feeling oddly embarrassed at what he thought was rejection.

“I see. Jail bird not going to cut it for you, is that it?” He accused, letting his temper get the best of him.

Y/n was stunned. She hadn’t expected an outburst.

“That’s not what I meant Jimmy.” She began before he cut her off. He angrily nodded his head and stood up, causing the swing to move harshly.

“Whatever.” He snapped.

“Jimmy, will you stop. I don’t know if I can because I’m caring for your father and it’s usually against company policy.” She rebutted, fed up with him. This wasn’t the first time she had seen his temper flare.

He looked at her like he didn’t believe her.

“Nice excuse.” He said, turning his head away from her.

“Wow, you really are like your father.” Y/n noted, perhaps louder than she wanted.

Jimmy’s head whipped around to look at her faster then she could blink.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” He almost growled. Y/n’s eyes went big, giving her a deer in the headlights impression.

“You two are both incredibly stubborn and hot tempered.” Y/n said, having had enough of this.

“Now, if you are done, I’m going to go and leave you to your little tantrum.” Y/n concluded, standing up and heading for the door.

Jimmy threw his head back and groaned out loud.

“Wait.” Jimmy said.

Y/n looked at him and gave him an unamused expression. She was ready to leave. She didn’t want to be around this.

“What do you want Jimmy because frankly, you’re wasting my time.” She breathed out.

“Can we just start over?” He asked after a few minutes. Y/n sighed.

“Fine but hurry up. You really are wasting my time.” She told him calmer.

Jimmy sat back down on the swing and motioned for y/n to join him. She reluctantly sat down as she was waiting for another outburst.

“I wasn’t enthusiastic about you caring for my father at first but deep down, I knew that he was improving thanks to you.” Jimmy spoke in a gentle tone. Far different from the one she had heard minutes prior.

“Jimmy, it’s my job.” Y/n said.

“I’ve never had a problem with words or women before but-“ Y/n’s brows shot up.

“Ok Jimmy, I think we’re done here.” Y/n told him.

She wasn’t about to sit here and listen to the history of whatever women he’d been with.

“I’m not finished.” He said, looking up at her as she now stood in front of him.

“Yes, Jimmy. You need to be done because I don’t want to sit here and talk about whatever women you’ve been with. I have more important things to do. If that’s it, I’m going now.” Y/n told him, and she walked inside.

“How’d it go?” Sammy asked as she took Big Jim’s plate from him.

“Jim, I’m sorry but your son is a pig. I’ll be in the bathroom preparing it for your shower if you need me.” Y/n said, looking mainly at Big Jim.

She disappeared down the hallway shortly after, leaving the older couple sat there in silence.

It was then that Jimmy walked through the door.

“What did you say to her?” Sammy and Big Jim asked him in unison.

“I don’t know. I started saying that I have never had a problem with words or women before and she cut me off before I could finish what I was saying.” He explained and Sammy hung her head.

“You dunce. She likes you. She doesn’t want to hear about other women.” Sammy said exasperatedly.

“She’s right son. Y/n is a nice girl, and she doesn’t need that.” Big Jim spoke up.

“Well thanks. Tell me how to fix it?” He asked. Sammy and Big Jim looked at each other.

“Just leave her alone for tonight. Come back in the morning and bring double chocolate donuts. They are her favorite. And don’t forget the extra-large coffee with extra creamer and three sugars. Your father and I will stay out of the way so that you, Mr., can talk to her properly.” Sammy told him.

Jimmy huffed but gave her a smile.

“Alright. I’ll see you in the morning.” Jimmy said as he nodded.

The next morning, Jimmy did as Sammy told him and brought a box of donuts and coffee of course for not only himself but for his dad, Sammy and y/n as well.

“Is she up yet?” Jimmy whispered as Sammy ushered him in.

“She’s with your father right now but she should be out soon.” Sammy replied.

“Thank you, Sammy.” Jimmy said, genuinely. The woman smiled at him and led him to the kitchen so that he could plate up the donuts.

It didn’t take long for y/n and Big Jim to emerge from the room and when they did, y/n stopped in her tracks. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to see Jimmy at all.

“Glad you could make it son.” Big Jim said.

“I brought coffee for you.” Jimmy said as he passed a cup to his dad, not realizing that his father wasn’t allowed coffee anymore.

Big Jim reached for it but before he could get the cup to his lips, y/n took it from his grasp.

“Oi you! You know you can’t have that.” She said, making Sammy stifle a laugh at the pout that now sat on her man’s face.

“Humph!” Big Jim grunted.

“I’ll get you settled at the table and then it’s a cup of tea for you and bran flakes.” Y/n told the man. This time it was Jimmy who stifled the laugh.

Y/n got the bran flakes and other breakfast foods ready before bringing the dishes out and setting them on the table. As she set the plate of scrambled eggs down for Sammy, she noticed the plate of double chocolate donuts in front of her chair, as well as an extra-large cup of coffee.

“Oh my god, Sammy. I told you not to.” Y/n teased. Sammy chuckled but shook her head.

“I didn’t buy them.” The woman said as she turned her head to look at Jimmy. Y/n stopped.

“You bought them?” She asked. Jimmy nodded and gave her a hopeful expression.

“I heard they were your favorite.” He shrugged as y/n sat down on the other side of Big Jim and deemed breakfast ready.

“They are, but why?” She questioned.

“Because I wanted to try again, and I was hoping that these would be a good buffer.” He tried.

Y/n glanced between Sammy and Big Jim who had big smiles on their faces.

“Y/n, I know my words last night weren’t the ones you wanted to hear but the truth is, I like you and it’s hard for me to admit that. Honestly, I’ve never done that before.” He explained truthfully.

Y/n gave him a deadpanned expression.

“I suppose you want my candor?” She asked and Jimmy nodded even though Sammy gave her up last night.

“Jail birds aren’t usually my type but-“ She said, pausing just to see what Jimmy’s reaction would be and surprisingly, he was calm, though he did look down as he tried not to show his disappointment.

“But then again, how would I truly know if I’ve never dated one before now.” She concluded, making Jimmy look up at her with anticipation.

“You’ll go out with me?” He asked. She shrugged nonchalantly and motioned for him to lean in.

When he was close enough, she leaned forward and kissed his cheek softly.

“Yes.” She whispered, giving him her best and brightest smile to which he happily returned.

That was the story of how the jail bird fell in love with the helping hand and they lived happily ever after, or something like that.

“Oh come on. What happens next?” Savannah shouted as her mother tucked her into bed.

“Yeah, what she said.” Olivia bellowed.

Both girls desperately wanting the juicy stuff.

“You asked for one more story and I gave you one.” Y/n told her two oldest children.

“But you always leave out the good stuff.” Savannah pouted.

Y/n chuckled. Oh how that pout reminded her of her father-in-law. She missed him deeply since his passing a year and a half prior.

“She left it out again?” Jimmy sighed dramatically as he entered the girls’ room to bid them goodnight.

“It’s no fair.” Savannah grumbled. She was definitely a Keene.

“Well alright then. I’ll fill it in.” Jimmy said, looking at his wife who rolled her eyes but smiled fondly at him.

“The Prince and Princess got married and welcomed two beautiful daughters and moved into the biggest castle the royal staff could find.” Jimmy finished, tucking both girls under their blankets before placing a kiss on their foreheads.

“What about the baby?” Olivia asked, quizzically looking at her father.

“Yeah, he needs to be added too.” Savannah added.

“What happens to the baby, mommy?” Jimmy asked, hoping y/n would have the answer.

“The baby sucked all the energy from the Princess and made her fall into a deep sleep for the next few hours at least.” She replied with a dopey gleam in her eye.

“And on that note my darling girls, it’s time for a visit to the land of nod where all of your dreams come true, and your wildest adventures will ensue.” Jimmy whispered as he backed out of the room quietly.

Jimmy then took his wife by the hand and led them to their room where he helped her get settled before crawling in beside her, giving her a tender loving kiss.

“The end?” Y/n asked.

“The End.” Jimmy confirmed, closing his eyes and drifting off to the land of nod himself.

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Website used for the sample letter of permission to visit an inmate:

https://www.wordtemplatesonline.net/permission-letter-for-visit-prison/

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I have a request for Jimmy Keene! What if the reader is his secret girlfriend. Since he is locked up she has to run his buisness for him?

Note: First and foremost, I just want to say that I know prisons would be a little more thorough with the searches they preform on any visitors coming to and from the facilities but this is an imagine and I wanted to think outside the box a little bit.

That being said, thank you so much to the person that requested this. I hope that this matches what you had pictured your mind and I hope that it all makes sense.

I also want to note just how grateful I am for you all and your patience with me while writing the Jimmy Keene imagines.

I hope you all enjoy this particular imagine and I will see you soon with my next and final Jimmy imagine for now.

Enjoy!

Growing up, Sabrina Riley was your normal run of the mill kid. She loved playing in the mud, collecting frogs and having hot wheel car races around the house with her father when he was home. It was heaven for her. As she got older though, that relationship between her and her father dwindled when he eventually left Sabrina and her mother in favor of the woman four houses down. Since then Sabrina vowed that she’d never let a man get close to her again….until she started working as a bar tender at the grubbiest Kankakee pub you could think of.

Flashing forward two years, Sabrina was in a relationship with one Jimmy Keene. He had come into the bar she happened to be working at and his attempts at flirting with her went ignored which of course only made him try harder. Sabrina agreed to go out with him so that he’d stop, and she could get on with her shift.

Soon enough, all of that turned into her helping him with his dealings in the drug cartel. It wasn’t something she ever saw for her future but somehow, it gave her a thrill and she loved it. Dealing with the dicks though, that wasn’t the greatest.

Thankfully the couple had agreed to keep their relationship hidden from everyone because if people found out, they could and would use that as leverage against Jimmy and vice versa.

Just after Jimmy went to do a drug drop one day, he came home and sat Sabrina down and told her that he had a bad feeling. It wasn’t a feeling he always got but when he did get those said feelings, he knew to listen to them.

He made sure that Sabrina knew to carry on doing the dealings if he was ever caught and thrown in prison. Sabrina was reluctant at first but when she saw the sincerity in her boyfriend’s eyes that he needed her, she agreed to it.

That leads us to today.

“Bri, some old geezer wants to talk to ya.” Crystal said as she pointed over her shoulder lazily.

Sabrina looked over and saw a scruffy but frail looking old man sitting at one of the stools. She had never seen him before but figured that somehow, he knew Jimmy.

“What can I do ya for?” Sabrina asked, her southern drawl shining through.

The old man -Big Jim- looked up at her with a somewhat blank expression.

“M-m-my son said y-y-you could help?” He stuttered, pulling on Sabrina’s heartstrings a little bit.

“Son, eh?” Sabrina responded, leaning closer to the man so that their conversation was slightly more private.

The man nodded.

Sabrina smiled at him and nodded in return. She wanted to ask him more, but she knew that personal shit never got in the way of the side business she was currently running.

“How much you need?” She questioned, knowing exactly what he meant.

The man pulled a piece of paper out and with shaky hands, attempted to open it. Sabrina held her hand out when she saw him struggling. He handed it to her, and she read it.

‘Operation Black Bird’

The code words she and Jimmy came up with when she visited Jimmy in prison the first time. It meant that he was in trouble on the inside and needed help.

Her eyes scanned the rest of the words carefully before she looked up and glanced around the room.

“I’ll take care of this.” Sabrina said confidently and Big Jim nodded.

“T-thank you.” He muttered, pulling his lips into a tight line. Sabrina smiled a little and nodded.

“You’re welcome.” She replied.

She expected the man to make his leave, but he didn’t, he continued to sit there.

“Anything else you need?” She questioned. Big Jim lifted his good arm the best he could and pointed at her.

“My son was right, y-you are nice.” He told her, making Sabrina’s brows raise in attempt to not blush.

Sabrina desperately wanted to ask if Jimmy had said anything else and wanted to bombard the man with millions of other questions she could think of, but she knew better.

Days later, Sabrina and her fake baby bump successfully got through the high-tech security system at the prison Jimmy was currently at, trying to gain information from another inmate that had been suspected of doing the most heinous things you could think of doing to another human. The reason for the fake belly? Well, it was the only thing she could think of that would allow her to get in with the paraphernalia undetected. Of course she had a few other options such as taking a job at the prison, but she figured that it would take too long and with the urgency of Jimmy sending his father to her, she knew he required it now.

She managed to get everything to the person Jimmy told her about with no issue and she was glad for that but oh was she pissed at C.O Bryant.

Once the transaction had been made, Sabrina was given the all clear to go and see Jimmy.

Once in the visitors section, Bri sat down and waited for her man.

“What the fuck Bri.” Jimmy whispered as he hugged her, taking note of the bump between them.

To be fair, he had been in prison for a while and for all he knew, he could’ve knocked her up and not known it.

Sabrina stifled a laugh and gave him a quick kiss before they both sat down.

“Babe, relax. It’s not real.” She told Jimmy.

“Oh thank fuck.” He sighed. Sabrina smiled, she had to agree with him, she didn’t want to have kids; not yet anyway.

“So, is it done.” Jimmy asked, leaning forward.

“With the addition of a blow job, yep.” She said with a straight face. This caused Jimmy’s eyes to turn dark and his blood to boil.

“Jimmy, I’m kidding.” She said, laying her hand on his arm gently.

“That’s not funny Bri.” He said lowly. She knew how easy it was for her to get under his skin and she loved using it to her advantage.

Jimmy looked down at the table and rubbed his forehead. A clear indication that he was stressed.

“Hey, are you ok?” Sabrina asked, feeling worried for him.

Jimmy looked up at her.

“No Bri, I’m not.” He replied.

All Sabrina wanted to do was wrap her arms around him and hold him like she would in the privacy of their bedroom. She hated seeing him so distressed. It made her heart hurt.

“If I could switch places with you Jim, you know I would.” She told him calmly, but Jimmy snapped.

“Don’t you dare fucking say that.” He seethed, alerting some of the officers in the room.

Jimmy glanced at them before taking a deep breath.

“You are way too pure for this place.” He muttered, making Sabrina’s heart soar. She had never thought of herself that way but to know that someone did, made her happy beyond all comprehension.

“I don’t know about pure but thank you.” She replied with a warm smile. One Jimmy happily returned, not wanting her to worry anymore.

“When I get out, you and I are moving far from this place and starting over.” He said, taking hold of her hand before the officer closest to them could see.

“You mean it?” Sabrina asked, liking the sound of that.

“You bet, babes.” Jimmy said.

Sabrina went back home that night and smiled to herself as she pictured all the things she wanted to see and do with Jimmy by her side. The biggest thing she couldn’t wait for was no more code words for things, no more walking on eggshells and most importantly, no more Operation Black Bird.

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nuggets-and-french-fries · 2 years

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James Keene: Ten tiny fingers, ten tiny toes.

Note: This is for @stronglyobsessed I hope that you enjoy this little imagine that is full of fluff and baby cuteness.

Thank you for your request!

P.S: I read today that the real Jimmy Keene entered into real estate when he was released from prison so I used that in here. Also, shoutout to @tremendousdreambanana for helping me with the baby name.

For Jimmy Keene, life after prison was a little rocky. He had to re-learn what it was like to live in a society where he wasn’t under surveillance 24/7, where he could do what he wanted, when he wanted to do it and the food, man the food was pure heaven. So much better then he remembered.

The best thing about being in the world was getting to meet new people and 5 months after he was released, Jimmy met Amelia.

Amelia Joyce was a sweet woman and worked as a librarian’s assistant. She had always loved books and having the chance to escape reality for however long a book was. It brought her joy and brought her heart so much happiness. Her favorite kind of books though were children’s books, with her most favorite being ‘If you give a mouse a cookie.’ It always made her giggle.

The pair of them met when Amelia had moved into his neighborhood. It was a picturesque part of the city and Amelia immediately fell in love with it and the people that resided there, though at first, she was a little weary of Jimmy. He didn’t exactly pique her interest but over time he managed to win her over and they eventually tied the knot in a lavish Chicago style wedding full of laughter, tears and food. Not to mention, extremely loud Italians thanks to Jimmy’s massive family.

Flashing forward two years, Jimmy and Amelia had set up house in a quieter neighborhood away from the hustle and bustle of the city but still close enough to some good schools for all future children they planned on having or at least that was until Amelia got pregnant and experienced all the horrendous symptoms of pregnancy. She was sure that this was the only child she’d be having. Jimmy on the other hand wanted the big family.

With that being said, today was a cool and breezy Friday and Amelia was in the kitchen making meals to freeze for when the baby made their arrival. Normally she wouldn’t want to move very much during the day as her aches and pains usually got the best of her but for whatever reason, Amelia felt so much better. She felt like she had so much energy and like she could move with no problems at all.

So far, she had taken the time to wash laundry, wash the windows that she could reach without her husband’s help, moved things around in the nursery, made sure she had everything ready for the hospital minus the last-minute things, made the bed in her and Jimmy’s room. Put away his clothes that he had washed the day prior but forgot to put away. The list was rather endless with tasks she had completed.

By the time 5pm rolled around, Amelia had all her freezer meals stacked in an orderly fashion in the freezer. She was in the middle of stirring the rice when she felt two arms attempt to wrap around her protruding belly. She chuckled when Jimmy gave up and placed his hands on her belly instead.

“I thought I told you to rest today.” Jimmy whispered as he kissed her cheek before pulling away to get himself a glass of water. It was rather tiring selling houses all day.

“You did but I never agreed to that.” Amelia told him with a glimmer of cheek in her eye. Jimmy smiled at her and playfully rolled his eyes.

“Anyway, how was work?” Amelia continued, changing the subject. Jimmy shrugged.

“I received a few more listings today so that was good. I also put in my request for paternity leave.” Jimmy explained. Amelia simply nodded as she went about adding the finishing touches to their homemade curry dinner. It had been something she was craving lately and since she was getting closer to the end of this pregnancy journey, she figured she’d see if the old wives tales were right, and it would send her into labour.

“Sounds exhausting. I don’t think I could do what you do.” Amelia noted.

“It can be exhausting but knowing you are waiting for me on the other end of a long ass day makes it all worth it.” He replied making her blush.

“Why don’t you go wash up, dinner is almost ready.” Amelia said.

“Don’t go into labour while I’m gone.” He teased as he made his exit from the large, spacious and brightly marbled kitchen.

“I haven’t yet.” She called. Jimmy smiled to himself at that as he raced up the staircase. He really was in love with the woman in the kitchen.

Once showered, dressed and feeling more relaxed, Jimmy hurried to the small breakfast nook where he and Amelia ate their meals on the daily. Except when he entered the space, he saw Amelia sitting down and leaning forward with her eyes closed. It worried him to say the least.

“Mia, honey, are you ok?” He asked, laying his hand on her shoulder. Amelia nodded and slowly opened her eyes to look up at him.

“Yeah, I’m alright. Just been a big day.” She said but the truth was, she had been having strange little tinges since before Jimmy left for work that morning. So while she got a lot of things tackled, she had to do so while resting when she could and by moving at her own pace.

Jimmy didn’t look too convinced, but he trusted his wife to tell him if she was in pain.

“How was your day?” Jimmy asked as he sat down, and Mia dished up his food for him. She knew she didn’t have to but serving others was part of her love language.

“It was good. I got some things done and may or may not have moved things around in the nursery.” Mia said the last part quietly as she knew that Jimmy didn’t like her moving the heavy items by herself in case she got hurt.

Jimmy nodded and got stuck into his food, moans of approval escaping his mouth as the flavors embraced his tongue.

“Oh my god babe, this is incredible.” He practically shouted. Amelia laughed and shook her head. She knew that with everything that Jimmy had been through, he had a newfound appreciation for things, and this meant a new appreciation for food he didn’t get to have when he was on the inside.

“Thanks Jimmy.” Amelia said as she took a well needed drink of her water. Fuck she was thirsty.

Jimmy smiled at her and winked, knowing that it would make her blush which is something that he loved to do.

“Well, if you love this, you’ll love dessert.” Amelia told him. Jimmy raised his brow and smirked at her.

Later the next day as Jimmy sat in his home office going over some paperwork for his meeting the next week, Amelia was busy in the nursery giving it one more vacuum as she felt like today was the day the baby was sure to arrive. Of course she hadn’t told Jimmy that yet. She wanted to make sure that what she was currently dealing with was the real deal before pulling the man from his office.

Once the vacuuming was done, she put the machine away and then went around the house just making sure that everything was in order; in it’s proper place. When she was fully and completely satisfied with how the house sat, Mia went to the kitchen to prepare lunch for herself and Jimmy. She pulled out the deli meat she had purchased earlier in the week, cheese, tomato, lettuce, cucumber and onions; not forgetting about all the sauces they each liked on their sandwiches.

Just as she went to close Jimmy’s sandwich to cut it, she felt a trickle of something warm rolling down her leg. She knew what that meant but if she was honest, she was expecting her water breaking to be the same as they show in films and on tv. Huge gushes of water in excessive amounts with a very watery consistency. It wasn’t. It was more like the feeling of egg whites rolling down her leg slowly and in little bits. A little sticky too if she was honest.

Amelia took a deep breath and shook her head. It was go time.

“Jimmy!” She called, hoping that he’d answer her but what she didn’t know was that he was on a phone call and didn’t hear her as he was too concentrated on the person he was talking to.

Amelia gave him a few minutes before she tried calling his name again. All that did was earn her another silent gap. She really didn’t want to climb the staircase to his office.

Huffing in annoyance, Mia gathered up her strength and waddled to the bottom of the staircase. Thank the lord she had her hospital stuff by the front door.

“Jimmy!” She called louder, hoping that this time he’d answer. He did but it wasn’t the answer she needed from him.

“Amelia, I’m on the phone. I’ll be there after.” He said, thinking that she was calling him for lunch.

“Jimmy, my water broke!” Mia hollered, getting fed up by this point. The pain she was feeling before now intensifying, making her legs feel weak.

Jimmy stilled. Did she really say what he thought she did?

“What?” He called back, wanting to confirm.

“Jim, hospital, now.” Mia said as the strongest contraction she had felt yet crashed over her in a tidal wave.

Jimmy quickly ended the call and before she knew it, she and Jimmy were on the way to the hospital.

10 hours, 2 minutes and 6 seconds later, Mia and Jimmy sat side by side on the hospital bed admiring their littlest miracle, Paisley Italia.

The little one was perfect. She had a good mix of both her parents in her. Paisley had her father’s nose and lips but the rest of her -at least to the proud new father- was all her mother.

“Hi pretty girl.” Amelia whispered, laying a tiny kiss to the baby’s button nose. Paisley squeaked and tried to push her mother away.

“Already not a fan of kisses from mommy.” Jimmy said just as Sammy and his father walked into the room to meet their newest grandchild.

Jimmy stood from the bed and went to go and sit by his father while Sammy made her way over to Amelia and Paisley.

“Oh honey, how are you feeling?” Sammy asked, tucking a strand of hair behind Amelia’s ear. Amelia smiled up at her and looked at her husband.

“I’m exhausted, in so much pain but I’ve never been this happy in my life.” Amelia answered truthfully, making the Keene men smile.

Never in a million years did big Jim think that he’d get to see his son settle down and have a family of his own but here he was, sitting in the hospital room of his son and daughter-in-law, meeting their child. It was a dream come true for the older man and he wasn’t afraid of shedding a couple tears.

“Dad, what’s wrong?” Jimmy asked, concerned. Big Jim waved his son off but turned his head, so it was easier to wipe his tears away.

“Oh don’t mind him. He’s happy is all.” Sammy answered. Jimmy smiled and placed his hand on his father’s knee.

“Why don’t you take this one over to meet their grandpa.” Amelia suggested to Sammy. The woman beamed and held out her arms for the baby.

Amelia placed Paisley in her grandmother’s arms and watched as the woman walked over to where Jimmy and his father sat.

Jimmy silently stood and helped Sammy sit down before he made his way back over to his wife who lay tired but unbelievably delighted.

“So dad, what do you think?” Jimmy asked. Big Jim looked at his son and gave him a slight smile and nod of his head.

“I think you did good son.” He replied as Paisley gripped onto her grandpa’s index finger.

Amelia took hold of Jimmy’s hand, brought it up to her lips and kissed the back of it. She was very proud of how far Jimmy had come and knowing that she was part of his life and got to witness what his future held made this moment so much more meaningful.

“Have you decided on a name for this one?” Sammy asked.

Jimmy and Mia looked at each other and grinned.

“We’ve decided to name her Paisley.” Mia replied.

Both Big Jim and Sammy smiled. They had a granddaughter and boy was she cute.

“Paisley Italia.” Jimmy stated, making his father look up at him. The baby now held the same name as Big Jim’s mother. The same one that meant so much to Jimmy.

Big Jim simply gave his son another nod and looked back down at his tiny grandbaby.

“I think Nona would be honoured.” Big Jim said, mainly to Paisley but loud enough for her parents to hear as well.

“We wanted her to have a name that stood for something. A name that holds great value for Jim.” Mia said, referring to her husband. Sammy beamed at the new parents.

“Well, she’s absolutely perfect. Her cute little face, cute little hands, cute little feet. Everything about her is magic.” Sammy gushed. She loved grandma hood.

“Thank you, Sammy.” Mia said.

The rest of the visit went well and before they knew it, it was time to leave and time for Paisley to eat once more.

Sammy and Big Jim bid goodbye to Jimmy, Mia and Paisley, leaving the family to enjoy some well-earned baby cuddles.

“She’s beautiful Jimmy. Thank you for helping me make her.” Mia said, letting a yawn escape her lips.

Jimmy came to sit next to her on the bed just as he had done previously and placed his arm around her shoulders as Paisley suckled on her mother’s breast.

“Our beautiful girl with her ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes.” He replied, noting the small appendages poking out from her baby blanket.

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nuggets-and-french-fries · 1 year

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My God

74: “Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?” with Jimmy the loml?

Note: I'm so sorry this is late but I hope this sweet little fic makes up for it.

Enjoy!

P.S: The prompt is highlighted in bold at the end.

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School plays were always the dumbest things in y/n’s eyes. She never got the point of them. To her they were just cruel ways to embarrass students, to make them feel self conscience. She hated them with a passion but because she was roped into auditioning, she had to bite her tongue. Especially since the biggest jerk in school was cast along side her, making her want to scream.

Y/N and Jimmy Keene had science class together and unfortunately she was assigned as his lab partner so now with the practice for the play and science, she never really got a break from him. Sure he wasn’t bad looking but with a personality like his, his looks did nothing for her.

“I really hate you.” Y/n mumbled as she stood at her friend’s locker as they pulled out their books for their next class.

“Me? What did I do?” They replied.

“You made audition and now I have to preform with him.” Y/n said.

“I know it’s hard to believe but Jimmy’s not that bad. He’s just misunderstood.” Y/F/N countered.

“Whatever. I gotta go.” Y/n said as she looked at her watch.

“Be nice.” Y/F/N shouted after their friend. Y/n simply waved over her shoulder.

Walking into the auditorium, y/n was met with a bunch of kids milling about. Some were sitting down going through their lines and others were doing the silliest warm ups, ones that made y/n chuckle. She rolled her eyes and found an empty chair to sit in so that she could go through her own lines.

“Mind if I sit here?” A voice said, pulling y/n from her reading.

“Sure.” She said, finally looking up and locking eyes with Jimmy. She wanted to scoff but she remembered what her friend told her. Jimmy is misunderstood.

“Thanks.” He muttered, removing his letterman jacket and plonking down with a thud.

“So, why’d you audition?” Y/n asked.

Jimmy shrugged.

“Extra credit.” He replied simply.

“Interesting.” She said.

“You?” Jimmy questioned as he looked at the script y/n was holding.

“Lost a bet.” She replied and Jimmy chuckled.

“What?” Y/n asked with amusement.

“Nothing.” Jimmy replied.

“Where’s your script?” Y/n wondered, noting Jimmy wanted to change the subject.

“I uh, I misplaced it.” He stuttered, not wanting to remember what really happened to it.

His mother’s boyfriend had caught site of it and long story short, Jimmy was now labeled as a bit of a pansy.

“I thought that might happen, so, here.” Y/n said as she reached into her bag and pulled out a script out for Jimmy that she had printed out for him in case.

Jimmy looked at her with surprise, but he tried to hide it with the macho tough guy façade. Y/n saw through it though. Maybe her friend was right.

“So, shall we start?” Y/n asked but Jimmy shrugged. She could see him closing down.

Y/n wanted to talk to him more, but the teacher spoke up and declared that practice was about to start.

After school, y/n was driving home from school when she saw Jimmy walking by himself. She knew that this was weird for him as he seemed to have a posse with him.

“Hey Keene, want a ride?” Y/n shouted through her open window.

Jimmy stopped and looked at the girl. He wasn’t sure if he wanted her to see what situation he lived in but he could see the genuine kindness in her eyes.

“Fine.” He replied as he walked to the passenger side.

He got in and belted in as she started driving.

“So, where am I headed?” Y/n asked.

“I’d rather not go home yet.” He replied after a few minutes.

Y/n nodded.

“Neither do I.” She agreed.

“Why not?” Jimmy asked, curious as to what she meant.

“Same reason you don’t.” She replied, glancing at him from the corner of her.

“You too?” He asked, knowing he didn’t have to say more than that.

“Yeah but thankfully mine is gone on a bender so it’s just me right now.” She somewhat explained.

“How about food and we go the lake for a bit?” He suggested.

“The lake? Isn’t that where you go with all your hookups?” Y/n asked, and Jimmy’s face fell.

“No, it’s where I go to think.” He told y/n.

“Oh.” She said simply.

“Look I know I have a not-so-great reputation but I’m really not as bad as they all make me seem.” He tried defending himself.

“Jimmy, it’s ok. You don’t have to explain yourself.” Y/n replied as she drove toward her favorite burger joint.

Being at the secluded lake was something y/n never thought she’d see. She had heard stories about what happened at the lake and not having any interest in dating or going all the way with someone, she was inwardly shocked that she was sitting on the tailgate f her truck with Jimmy Keene.

“It’s really pretty here.” Y/n gushed as she watched the breeze create ripples on the water.

Jimmy looked at her and smiled.

“Yeah.” He replied.

“So.” Y/n said as she took another fry.

“So.” Jimmy repeated, not knowing what to really say.

“Can I be honest with you?” Y/n asked, looking at Jimmy.

“Sure.” He replied.

“I don’t want to do the stupid play.” She admitted.

“I don’t either.” Jimmy said, huffing out a breath.

“How about this, we sabotage the play.” Y/n smirked.

“How so?” Jimmy asked.

“Well, we could always add our own twists on our characters.” Y/n suggested, piquing Jimmy’s interest.

“Go on.” Jimmy encouraged.

Y/n hopped off the tailgate and went around to where her school bag sat. She dug through until she found her script. Once she grabbed it, she returned to her spot next to Jimmy.

“Ok, like here.” Y/n said, pointing to one of Jimmy’s lines.

“Instead of saying “Who do you think you’re talking to”, you could say “Who the fuck do you think you’re talking too.” Y/n said.

“As much as I like the idea, I need to pass, or I can’t play Football.” Jimmy replied sadly, loving the idea of slipping in some colourful language.

“Damn, ok. How about this, after rehearsals each Wednesday afternoon, we come to the lake, have burgers and I’ll help you with whatever subject you need help in.” She offered.

Jimmy smiled brightly. It would give him something to look forward to and he wouldn’t have to rush home for any reason.

“Deal.” Jimmy said as he held his hand out for her to shake.

“Deal.” She replied.

Their little plan went off without a hitch and both Jimmy and y/n were able to graduate with flying colours…..not to mention, as a couple.

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