Imagine: Trying to distract your old man. (Y/n): Aw Chibbie, come on, pay attention to me!! Chibs: Looks at you over his glasses. “Lass, I need ta finish. Jackie boy’s request.” (Y/n): Sighs audibly and falls onto the couch. You watch him read that manuscript, and then a wicked idea comes to mine. Slowly and sneakily, you take off your bra, making sure your breasts are visible through your white tank top. Without missing a beat, you toss it towards Chibs and watch it land next to him with a grin. Chibs: Looks out of the corner of his eye on the object on the ground before peering over at (y/n) staring at the silhouette of her breasts pressing through the tank. He takes of his glasses, “Ye got ma attention.” (Y/n): flashes a wicked smile.