What Will Be (Chibs and Juice)

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Juice was up early the next morning, his cut felt heavy on his back now that he hadn't worn it in a while. After the day he'd had yesterday he felt like he needed it, it was his armor, he needed to feel normal again. He wrote a note for Tig to find next to the pot of coffee he'd made them, explaining he was going to the club house.

His bike rumbled beneath him, it was an amazing feeling being back on. He hadn't so much as left Tigs house without him in almost a month, and he hadn't been alone without a chaperone it seemed like since before Chibs got locked up. Jessie was coming into town tonight though and he wanted to be at the clubhouse when she got there, plus he had work to catch up on. He hadn't worked on hacking the RICO guys in a while and they still needed that information.

"Morning Juice!" Chucky called out from the kitchen as he strolled in. There were a few girls already there, or maybe they just hadn't left yet. The prospects were sloppy and always looking to party.

"Gemma in the garage yet?" Chucky nodded in response before going back to his cooking.

Juice made his way into the garage smiling when he saw Gemma. She was squinting at the computer screen, a pile of papers beside her.

"You need some help?" He offered happily.

Gemma looked almost startled as she looked up at him. "You better come give me a hug. I was getting worried about you." She squeezed him almost too tight.

"I'm fine mom. The sheriff hasn't been around for a while so I thought it might be safe for me to come out of hiding." She kissed his cheek and swatted his arm.

"Well there's plenty for you to do. Prospects suck at cars, the regular employees have been working over time to fill in for the guys." He kept smiling at her stupidly. "Well don't just stand there looking at me. Get to work." She laughed as she spoke, genuinely happy it was safe for him to be back.
"When will Tig be in?" She called over her shoulder as he walked away.

"Not sure, he was still asleep when I left." He shrugged.

He laid his cut over the back of a chair, took off his clean shirt and then pulled a work order on the first car. It was basic, just an oil change, check in on the rest of it. He popped the hood and got to work.

Sweat was rolling down his body, his tattoos seemed to shine against his skin from the amount of sweat covering his body. He'd moved on to his third car by now and it was proving much more difficult. Tig had come in without Juice noticing, he just watched him work for a while. Watching him like this, rippled body gleaming in the heat as his muscles strained against his skin while he was covered in grease, Tig understood what Chibs saw in the man. Tig himself wasn't particularly into men sexually so much, but Juice was a beautiful specimen if he were going to be. It was such a contrast seeing him here in his element versus the timid nervous kid he was looking after at home.

"You need a break man?" Tig called out, startling Juice, causing him to bang his head on the hood of the car.

"Ow! You didn't have to scare me you ass." He held his head but he was smiling so Tig didn't worry too much.

"What time did you get here?" Tig casually walked into the garage to meet him. One hand in his pocket the other holding his smoke. Juice shrugged, he really wasn't sure.

"What time is it now?" He asked seriously.

Tig looked at his watch. "Almost noon. I over slept. Gotten used to a certain someone waking me up in the morning being needy. Taking my cuddles from Venus like you do. You weren't there so instead I got shoved out of bed by a very confused Venus. Thankfully I saw your note before she panicked about you not being in your room." He threw his smoke and stepped on it.

"Sorry. I woke up early so I just came on. Felt good to ride again. Didn't actually know you were so dependent on me waking you up. Now that I know I'll make it a point to crawl into your bed every morning and annoy you till you give up and go make our coffee. Juice smirked proudly at his teasing Tig. Tig only nodded at him.

"What are you gonna do when I go back to my apartment and Chibs gets out man? You're gonna have to set an alarm again or get a dog or something." Juice reached into Tigs shirt pocket and nabbed his smokes, lighting himself one up.

"Chibs called this morning, while I was eating breakfast. Had an interesting conversation." He leaned up against the car beside Juice. He kept his voice low now, not wanting the nosy prospects in the garage repeating things they didn't understand.

"Oh. How'd that go?" Juice sounded nervous now instead of teasing attitude from previous. He went back to keeping himself busy with the car.

"You know, just went over some things I should know for helping you and such. I agreed with him."
He pulled his sunglasses down on his nose making Juice meet his eyes. Juice blushed a deep red and nodded.

"He also had some news from Lowel. Want me to tell you now or you want to wait till he's able to call again?"

Juice stood up straight now, hands on his hips fighting the urge to whine like a child. Tig noticed the way he was biting the inside of his mouth.
He picked up his T-shirt and tossed at him.
"Come on, let's go get you some lunch and we'll talk. Plus you walking around here half naked is drawing an audience." He gestured to all the sweet butts lingering inside the garage, looking him over. Juice blushed again, since this whole thing with Chibs started he hadn't even given the crow eaters a second look. He figured he'd need to attend the next party, and maybe make the effort to at least flirt, even if he had no intention of being with any of them.

Tig clapped him on the back of neck once he had his shirt on and led him towards the office.

"Gem, I'm stealing Juice for lunch." He kissed her cheek.

"Bring me back something alright boys?" They both nodded before heading across the lot. Juice was pulling his cut on when Tig got his attention again, a low almost growling sound coming from the man.

"You know leaving and not telling anyone really had us worried. That was a very naughty thing to do Juan  Carlos." Tig was only teasing but he saw the effect it had on Juice. His skin broke out in goosebumps and he shivered a little.

Now Juice felt like teasing back. He cocked his head to the side and grinned a coy smile. "I'm sorry Uncle Tiggy. I didn't mean to be a bad boy. I'll try real hard to be good." He pouted a little for effect.

Tig smacked him lightly on the back of the head laughing at him. "Get your punk ass on that bike and let's go." 

"When you gonna tell me what Lowel said?" He asked curiously.

"When we get to the diner. I'm hungry, come on now." Tig revved his engine and pulled out of the TM lot Juice right behind him.