What Will Be (Chibs and Juice)

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Jax's party had started and showed no signs of slowing down. Kegs were being emptied, liquor bottles were laying around. Several men from other charters were gathered around, the boxing ring they used so often was up and in use, bets placed.

Jax was enjoying his moment in the light, his face radiated the fact. He was ready to be king. Girls were fawning over him and the Sons close in proximity to him per usual but now more desperately.

Typically Juice would be right there with them, hands on some girl. Tonight though he wasn't feeling it. He wasn't drinking much, only a beer, his head was clear and rational. Not something he experienced often. The light stinging of his bottom had him feeling steady and relaxed.
He was enjoying the fights with his brothers, his family. He tried to keep distance between himself and Chibs, keep things normal, but every once in a while he'd catch a glimpse of his smile. That smile and the lingering sting was making his pants tighter.

He finished off his beer and walked away from the ring, making his way through the crowd. Chucky slid him another beer and he sat on a stool, wincing a little at the feeling. Tig and Venus were chatting casually next to him, he watched them in awe. Tig got to do what he wanted. Hadn't Chibs warned that right? Even if Juice hadn't. He didn't realize he was smiling until Tig slapped his arm.
"Why're you smiling at me like a crazy person?" He asked with his eyes wide trying to look more intimidating. Juice curled in a little but snickered anyway.  "Alexander don't talk to that sweet boy like that. I'm sure he didn't mean anything by it. Plus it's a beautiful smile." She rubbed her delicate fingers under both their chins for a moment. Juice felt the heat in his neck and cheeks rising from Venus speaking to him.
She had a fluid voice, he loved hearing her talk. Only she could make Tig appear somewhat normal, he was so different around her, even in front of his brothers. It was like if she was there, everyone else, rules, reputation, appearances no longer existed. Juice envied him, he wanted that. He was staring again, just nodding for no real reason, still smiling like an idiot.
Tig huffed at him waving his hand in front of his eyes. "Hey! Earth to Juice! You take that shit again?"

Juice shook his head clearing his mind. "Wha-uh- no. No. I was just thinking. That's all."

"Well you want to fucking tell me what the hell youre thinking that makes you all googly eyes at me?"

Juice moved his eyes now, focusing on Venus involuntarily. "I jus-i um. It's stupid, I'm sorry Tig."
He couldn't even come up with a cocky come back, he was so in awe of their situation. He couldn't tell him why.

Venus rubbed her hand over his hair sweetly roughing it up. "I think our Juice here, might, just be evaluating the situation Tiger. If you know what I mean." She implied heavily that she maybe understood his enthralled gaze.

Tig was still confused and annoyed per his usual demeanor. "Well look at something else. I don't like being watched, you're face is like a fucking doll face. Just blank and shit."

Juice opened and closed his mouth trying to find something to say but he had nothing. Venus patted his arm. "He doesn't mean anything by it sweetheart."

Juice blushed again and turned back to his beer. He knew deep down Tig was just being himself and he probably shouldn't be offended. He rested his arms on the bar, with his back to it just sitting in his thoughts while watching everyone.

He was quiet so watching everyone was easy, no one ever thought much of him sitting around. His eyes finally found Chibs again. Chibs stood next to a pool table with Happy, Bobby and a few guys from other charters. He was smiling like he did when he genuinely happy. The kind of smiled where his eyes crinkled and his scar line was more prominent. Juice loved that smile. His body felt wobbly and he got butterflies in his gut when he looked at him.