"GERMANY" - Charming's new mechanic

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With the guys returning there was a „welcome home"- party with a lot of alcohol and sweetbutts for the clubmembers. Y/n decided to help Halfsack at the bar which was much needed because of the high demand on alcoholic beverages. After showering Juice also joined the party looking for someone in particular, finding her behind the bar. He made his way through the crowd, sitting down on the far right of the bar, smiling at y/n when she noticed him. „Anything to drink sir?" she looked at him with a grin. „Just a beer ma'am." he answered jokingly. When she returned with a bottle in her hands her expression went a little more serious. „Glad you're back in one piece." she admitted honestly, which made the corner of his mouth twitch up a little. „Yeah me too." he locked eyes with hers, getting lost in them for just a moment, placing his hand on hers rubbing his thumb on the back of her hand. Her heart started beating a little faster as he held her hand until Halfsack spoke out behind her „Thanks for helping me y/n. I think i can handle the rest. Have some fun." he highfived her and went back to drying off some glasses. She went around the bar as Juice already patted the stool next to his. Y/n jumped on it turning to face Juice, just to see something on his chest behind the collar of his shirt. Slowly her hand reached for the collar, pulling it down a little to reveal a wound. Her eyes filled with concern and quickly searched for his. Juice's heart felt heavy when he saw y/n looking at him like this. His left hand quickly cupped the side of her face. „I'm ok. It's nothing." he tried to assure her, but by the look on her face she didn't believe him. Her eyes went back to her hand still holding onto the collar of his shirt. „Let me see." she whispered her eyes glued to his chest. Juice stiffened a bit, because he knew she wouldn't like what she saw if he showed her. His heart beat faster as he grabbed her hand from his collar, his eyes never leaving her face as he pulled her along. He slowly walked towards his room, thinking about a way to avoid her seeing his injury, but when they reached the hallway y/n took the lead and pulled him with her towards her room. She unlocked the door and they went inside. After closing the door again she turned around to face him, her eyes still looking concerned as he looked at the ground avoiding her gaze. „May i see?" she quietly asked tilting her head to the side when Juice looked at her with a sad face. He slipped off the kutte and reached for the hem of his shirt, hesitating for a moment before taking a deep breath and taking off his shirt, holding his breath waiting for y/n's reaction. „Juice..." she almost whispered in shock, taking a step towards him and reaching for his chest, just to stop in the air in front of it. He lifted his head, finally releasing the breath he held as he saw that she wasn't angry at him for lying about „returning in one piece". There was a huge cut reaching from his left collar bone down about 1 inch above his bellybutton. Many questions ran through y/n's head but she tried to push them aside. „When..." she started to speak „...2 days ago..." Juice interrupted her. „Did you show some one?" her eyes still glued on the huge cut. „No, cleaned it as best as i could myself." Juice explained when suddenly he felt her hands on his arms. „Sit down." she looked into his dark brown eyes, gently guiding him towards her bed and he obeyed. She got out her medi kit and took out some supplies to clean the wound and patch him up. She was used to secretly patching her own wounds from when her ex escalated. Once she cleaned it, she started tapeing the cut. Some areas were quite deep and may have needed real stitches but this was better than nothing. Juice seemed to be in a lot of pain because he flinched with every other tape y/n put on, but he kept quiet. Once y/n was done she straightened herself in front of Juice looking at his face. „Why didn't you tell me?" she calmly asked, a small frown forming on her lips. „Didn't want you to worry." he said taking his eyes off the ground looking at her friendly eyes, while also standing up. „You mad at me?" he tilted his head trying to read the expression on her face. „No." she rested a hand on the right side of his bare chest still looking at the injury. He put his hand on hers, causing her to lift her eyes off his chest. He smiled at her before pressing a kiss on her forehead. „Thank you." he said, deeply looking into her eyes, carefully pulling her into his chest and burring his face in the crook of her neck. She wrapped her arms around him in responce making sure not to hurt him, enjoying his presence.