“There’s a company based in Toronto called Baba that sells clothes that aren’t intentionally Stevie-inspired but almost all of their stuff looks exactly like what she wears. I’ve seen their stuff in a few places, including Market on Macleod in Calgary and a few different places in Ontario (the general store in Dorset, and places in Huntsville and Baysville). I have no clue if anywhere outside of Canada sells their stuff, unfortunately.”
(Jimin’s crush comes over to his house to help him out after he suffers an injury that leaves him with limited use of both hands.)
Warnings: 6000+ words of smut,Jimin POV, I’ll let you guess what kind of smut takes place
“I can’t believe you managed to injure both of
your hands on the same day.” Hoseok’s girlfriend, Sophie, stifled a laugh while
she said it. “I can’t tell if you are dumb or just unlucky.”
Jimin sighed. He had been stupid and drunk
when he and Jungkook went out into the street to play with fireworks. One
went off too close to his hand, burning his right palm requiring a trip to the
emergency room where his injury was cleaned and bandaged. The doctor gave
him a lecture about drunk people and explosives and how fortunate he was not to
have blasted off his fingers.
While exiting the hospital, Jimin immediately
tripped over the curb and landed with his full weight onto his left hand
resulting in a small fracture and return trip to the emergency room to get a
splint to immobilize his other hand. Now, every time Jimin saw
someone, he had to suffer the embarrassment of explaining what happened. People
had a hard time not laughing when they heard how he managed to get hurt twice
in one day.
“Does it hurt much?” you asked him.
“Not really. As long as I don’t bump into
anything or use my fingers too much, it’s okay.” At least you seemed to be genuinely
concerned about his well-being. That’s one of the reasons Jimin liked
you, you always seemed caring and sincere. The other main reason he liked
you was because he thought you were incredibly hot. There were plenty of
nights Jimin stayed up fantasizing about what it would feel like to be with
you. He wanted to ask you out, but had been waiting until there was some
indication that you were even the slightest bit interested in him. He was
starting to think that maybe he had a chance with you, but he felt neutered
with his injuries, unable to do things like casually touch you and see how you
would respond to his advances. Jimin resolved to make a move as soon as
he had full use of his hands again.
Ya’ll I got these new bamboo nightgowns because they’re supposed to help keep you cool and holy shit last night was the first night I haven’t had night sweats in over a month. I wasn’t even intending to sleep in them, just lounge around the house in them - because wearing a dress to sleep is weird and it always ends up tangled around your legs or up to your armpits - but it was an overall positive sleepwear experience, haha.
Anyway, the brand is Texere and you can find them on Amazon - they have shirts and other stuff too made of the same material. Highly recommend for spoonies with temperature regulation issues!
A/N: Hi guys! It’s been a while since I’ve posted a write up I’m sorry I just don’t have that much time to write anymore. I remember when I used to post imagines everyday, so sorry but I think I’m gonna be able to write once or twice a week now. But yeah, anyway this was requested and I had fun writing this. Sorry this took so long! Enjoy!
Could you do an imagine where Zach is confused your at his house bc he knows y'all didn’t make any plans but then you’re like “oh I’m not here for you. I promised may (his sister) that I would take her shopping” and just zach getting all happy that you’re spending time with his sister.
I knock at the huge front door of the Dempsey’s while straightening out my top. A couple of seconds later and the door swings open and a pleasantly surprised Zach Dempsey stands in front of me. His eyes were opened wide in shock.
“Well this is a nice surprise!” Zach exclaims as he pulls me in for a hug then kisses the crown of my head.
“I thought you were doing something today, babe? What brings you here?” he continues to ask as he takes a piece of hair away from my face and pushes it behind my ear.
“Oh, I’m not here for you.” I reply as I pinch both of his cheeks.
“I’m here for your sister. I promised her that we’ll go out together today.” I add.
“Aww, that’s great babe! I’ll just get changed for a minute and come back down then.” he replies but before he could leave, I grab his wrist and laugh.
“Babe, it’s a girls’ day out. You can’t come.” I tell him and he pouts.