What Will Be (Chibs and Juice)

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There's music blaring from the clubhouse, the Sons were perched in various places around, chatting up various crow eaters. The doors to Chapel were closed tight and the men were glad. Tonight had been rough. Now they were in drugs. No one really wanted it, but none of them really wanted to vote no.

Juice finished his beer and sat it on the floor, returning his attention to the girl on his lap. She was cute. Blonde, big blue eyes, cute smile, no work done, which was the way he liked them. She rubbed one of her small hands over his head and giggled asking him about his tattoos. He smiled, opened his mouth to answer her only to be cut off by a very drunk Scot.
"The numpty lad di na know ne be'er!" He shouted, his thick accent getting thicker with drink. The girl laughed cutely, sweeping strands of hair behind her ear and then looked to Juice for a translation.
Juice grinned in understanding laughing at Chibs. "Ah, our drunken Scot here said, the idiot boy didn't know any better?" Juice shrugged looking at Chibs for confirmation. He pointed his beer at them and winked.
"Ye two have a good night hm."
The girl blushed and nodded. Juice continued talking to her into the night.

Chibs sat on one of the couches in the back watching. He had mingled with his brothers, but he had also been watching Juice as he flirted with his date. He was back at this feeling again. He wasn't jealous about it, he was bothered by it, not that he was doing it. It was how. He had been keeping track of infractions without realizing it, as he sat here he was comparing this night to others. He rubbed his face with his palms.

"You alright brother?" Bobby asked with genuine concern sitting himself next to Chibs on the couch towards the back of the club.

"Yeah, -he sighed hard- Just exhausted brother." He clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Maybe drank a wee bit too much. Gonna bunk down here. Having fun watching all the guys in good spirits. Ye understand? The lads they need a good time, get their shite in order. A good hangover to cure this dark clouds we've been living in." He slumped back against the couch, when he looked up he noticed Juice was gone as well as his date.

Chibs managed to get Chuckys attention, calling him over to where he sat. "Hey, ye see bout maybe playing some better tunes, and getting an old man a drink."

Chucky nodded, but noted his drunken demeanor. "How about a cold water?"

Chibs leaned on his hand and nodded. "Whatever." Waving him off.

Chucky went to the bar and got the water, but he stopped when he saw Gemma. "Gemma, I think Chibs has maxed out."

Together Chucky and Gemma got Chibs to his dorm, and put away for the night. The party outside raged on.
Juice and his girl for the night had made their way back to the party, Juice had almost immediately noticed Chibs had gone. He entertained the night with his brothers and the girl until the morning hours.

The following morning, as light began to stream into the clubhouse, bodies lay about in various stages of undress across the room. The females had started leaving, causing the Sons to stir.

Juice stumbled slowly down the hall, wanting to piss and fall into a bed. Sleep off the hangover. He went into his dorm, closed the door. As soon as he lay down the disaster that was his thoughts began to rage around him. What he and Chibs discussed, his night, how he wished Chibs was rubbing his head now because it hurt so much. He slowly began to drift to a restless sleep.

Several hours later he was woken by the sound of his name being called in thick accent.
"Juicy Boy. You alive? Hey? Wake up lad. We've got business."

He slowly opened his eyes, trying to stifle the grin on his face upon seeing Chibs face.

"I'm awake. What business? Thought today was a free day."

"Boyo, ye know there are no free days. Jax needs us ta go on a run. Me and ye. Nothin' big obviously. Get up, get a shower or whatever. Let's go."

Juice flopped back against the bed, as Chibs left, Juice smiled to himself excited they would get to spend the day together. He hoped it was somewhere far off. He really wanted to finish his conversation with Chibs.

He slowly rolled out of bed and started the shower. "It's gonna be a good day." He sighed stepping into the water.

"Not if ye don't hurry up!" Chibs yelled through the bathroom door, startling Juice but also making him laugh.