Harley Delaney

Want And Need

I let Juice sleep, as I sat there, not having any clue what to do. Is it bad that I felt a little happy?

But I also felt upset of course. I had no idea Juice really felt that strongly about me. I guess I should've known though. I was more confused than I'd ever been. I can't exactly tell Opie any of this, given our last conversation.

Piney was at the cabin, and didn't wanna bothered. I definitely wasn't gonna disturb him with something as juvenile as this.

Tig couldn't keep a secret. I know from past experience sadly. Happy wouldn't know what to say, Chibs would get mad at Juice. If I told Tara, there's a chance Jax would find out, and that's the last thing I needed.

I let out a sigh. I'd most likely have to keep this one to myself.

I heard the door open, and looked up to see Bobby Munson. He chuckled when he saw Juice.

"Am I interrupting something?"

I shook my head, and chuckled softly. "He's high." Bobby nodded, as he shut the door behind him. "He seems to like you a lot. But, I guess you already know that." He chuckled.

"Yeah. Apparently he's in love with me, at least that's what he just admitted to me.." I blurted out, feeling a bit tired myself. I wasn't thinking clearly, and I needed to talk to someone about it.

I'm kicking myself for choosing Bobby Munson to be that someone.

His eyes widened a bit as he took a seat, then he let out a sigh. "Well, can't say I'm too surprised. He hasn't shut up about you since you joined SAMCRO." I cleared my throat.

"Do you really think he meant it? Or..is he just high?"

Bobby shrugged. "Well, I don't know. But, I assume he meant it, I see the way he looks at you." 

I don't know if I was happy to hear that, or if it just made me more upset.

"But, Opie.."

"What about him? Do you even know why you're with him?" Bobby replied. I looked at Bobby, and half smiled.

"Because, it feels good to be needed."

He nodded. "Yeah, you're right it does. But, it also feels good to be wanted. And by the looks of it, Juice does both." He explained.

I looked down at Juice, his head in my lap, turned towards my stomach, he'd wrapped his arm around my body, and his hand was on my lower back, but I hadn't noticed it until now.

He had a faint smile on his face.

I let out a sigh, and turned my attention back to Bobby. "I just..I don't know anymore." I chuckled softly, and he did the same.

"Honestly? I think you just need to get laid."

I rolled my eyes, and laughed.

"Don't say that too loud, Tig is in the next room."

Suddenly, the door swung open, and sure enough it was Tig.

"I heard the word laid?"

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