Request:can you write an imagine in which
you are happy’s sister and juice has a crush on you?
Everyone knew how devoted Happy Lowman was to his
mother. It wasn’t a surprise when he decided to transfer to Samcro when she got ill; he wanted to stay closer to her. His brothers were happy to have him
in Charming, he was a great addition to the mother charter. Juice had heard
stories about the Tacoma Killer when he was just a prospect and yes, they were
scary and weird, but he had learnt to respect the man. Sometimes they even
teamed up to do errands, and that was one of those days.
They had finished the club tasks for that day and were
heading to Mrs Lowman’s house to deliver her meds. Happy had said it wouldn’t
take long, but almost twenty minutes had passed and Juice began to hear an
argument coming from the house. He thought Happy’s mother was scolding him,
something only she had the courage to do, but he was wrong. The Killer
stormed out of the house, followed by a girl who looked completely pissed off.
“Don’t you walk away from me Hap!”, she yelled. Happy
was already putting his helmet back on and ignored when the girl slammed the gate behind
“Let’s go”, Happy barked and started his bike.
Juice did the same, glancing over his shoulder to the girl glaring at them from
Happy didn’t care to explain what had happened and Juice wouldn’t dare to ask. He did noticed though, that his brother began to do errands alone after that day and wasn’t sleeping at the clubhouse often. The Killer didn’t mention what had happened to anyone and Juice couldn’t stop wondering
what was going on.
He got answers a few days later, when he stopped in a
diner on his way back to the clubhouse. Juice
entered the place thinking about a milkshake and only noticed the girl
behind the counter when she asked what he wanted to eat. She was the girl he had seen at Mrs
“I’m Y/N, I’ll be your waitress. What can I get you?”,
she asked with a smile and Juice blinked, trying to speak again.
“Hm… A chocolate milkshake”, he ordered
in a monotonous tone.
“Okay”, she wrote down his order and smiled again, “It’ll be ready in a few minutes”. Y/N walked away to take other clients’ orders as Juice watched her. He had thought she was Happy mother’s caretaker, but his brother wouldn’t yell to her unless she had been doing a bad job. Maybe that’s why she was working at the diner. “Here is your order”, suddenly, she was back and he had caught staring.
“Thanks”, he mumbled, trying to keep his eyes on the glass.
“Why are you so shy now”, Y/N tapped on the counter to get his attention, “You were watching me just two seconds ago”
“I…I”, Juice stuttered, not only for being caught but because she was too close. She was so beautiful, how he hadn’t noticed that before?
“You’re cute”, Y/N smiled and then lowered her voice, “And I know who you are. I
saw you with Hap the other day. Did he send you?”
“No”, Juice shook his head to deny it, “No, he didn’t. I’m here just to eat,
I’m hungry and…”
“You’re really cute”, she giggled, “What’s your name?”
“J-Juice”, he stuttered again. Damn it, why so nervous in front of a beautiful girl?, “They call me Juice”
“Juice”, Y/N smirked and held out a hand for him, “Nice to meet you Juice. Enjoy your
milkshake”, she winked and walked away.
Juice became a regular at the diner. Yes, lunch was only an excuse. What he really wanted was to see Y/N. She said he was cute, didn’t she? Y/N was always nice
to him and Juice realized he had a crush on her. They’ve never talked about the
club, though they talked about pretty much everything. Weeks passed before he
have the courage to ask, “How do you know Hap?”
“I was wondering when you would ask that”, she was cleaning the counter and glanced at him, a smirk on her lips.
“Sorry”, Juice shrugged and blushed.
“It’s okay”, Y/N walked around the counter and sat by his side, “You’re a nice guy Juice. I’ll tell you, but you have to keep the secret”
“I will”, he nodded.
“Okay”, she took a deep breath and locked her eyes with his, “Happy is my brother”
“What?”, Juice creased his brow. It was a joke, wasn’t it?
“I left Tacoma years ago to study and now that I graduated and my mother is ill, I decided to live with her again”, Y/N confessed, playing and squeezing the rag on her hands, “Happy
can’t stay with her all the time and a caretaker is expensive. I wanna help and take care of her”
“Is this why he was yelling at you?”, he carefully asked. This was Happy business, but Juice already had crossed the limits and would have to face his brother if he found out.
“Yes”, she admitted, “He wants me to leave, find a good job somewhere else,
be safe. Nobody knows he has a sister, he says it’s better this way. He’s so stubborn. We both are”
“I’m sorry”, Juice wanted to touch her hands but he hesitated, “We can protect you. The club, I mean. Happy would have full support from the club, I’m sure”
“Thanks Juice”, she smiled and patted his shoulder as she got up, “You are a
sweetheart”. Y/N returned to her place behind the counter, “Juice”, she stopped on her way to the kitchen, “Do
you wanna go out? Have dinner together?”
“I…I…”, he stuttered again. Damn it!, “Yeah, but…”
“Happy doesn’t need to know”, she smirked and turned her back on him, glancing over her shoulder once as she walked to the kitchen.
They hadn’t settled a date for their dinner, but Juice was back at her work by the end of the day. He was nervous, thinking he probably looked like a teenager going out on his first date. Y/N just smiled and asked him to wait until her shift was over. Juice walked outside, sat on his bike and waited. Minutes has passed when he heard another bike. He knew, before he turned around, that Happy was there.
“What are you doing here?”, his brother barked, hopping off his bike.
“Coffee”, Juice shrugged.
Happy narrowed his eyes at him and Juice tried to think about an excuse to get out of that situation. He wasn’t so lucky though, because Y/N walked out the diner. “Hey Juice! I’m ready, where…”, Y/N stopped talking when she
noticed Happy standing there, staring at her.
“Ready for what?”, Happy grunted and looked at Juice again. His brother looked like he was about to kill someone.
“We’re going to having dinner”, Y/N told her brother. She walked to Juice and held his arm, “And
“What?”, Happy clenched his jaw, already walking toward Juice.
“Happy Lowman”, Y/N held out a hand to stop him, “He knows I’m your sister and why you don’t introduce me to anybody on your little club”.
“First. It’s not a little club”, Happy explained while Y/N just raised an eyebrow at him and Juice could only watch in silence, “Second. You shouldn’t joke about your safety. And Third”, Happy pointed to Juice, “You’re
off limits to him”
“I am the one who decides the limits”, Y/N let Juice go and crossed her arms, glaring at her brother.
“Y/N…”, Happy growled.
“Stop Hap”, she sighed, “I’m not going anywhere or arguing about this anymore. I’m here to take care of mom, you liked it or
not. And I will have dinner with Juice. He’s gonna keep the secret Hap, but you
should tell everybody, it would be easier”
Happy just grunted and stared at them, then he pointed to
Juice, “If you hurt her, I’m gonna get a new happy face tattoo. Do you understand?”
“Yes”, Juice swallowed and nodded.
“Happy”, Y/N grimaced.
“What? I have to make sure he understands”, Happy shrugged.
“If he hurt me”, Y/N said over her shoulder as she pushed Juice toward his bike, “I’m gonna get me a happy face tattoo brother”