He’ll Find His Way Home

Originally posted by mertcannn

Author’s Note: This is a Jax Teller imagine based on Still Breathing by Green Day a requested by a wonderful Nonny, and imagine number two for MMW day 1. This imagine is rated T. Hope you all enjoy!

He’ll Find His Way Home

I’m like a child looking off on the horizon
I’m like an ambulance that’s turning on the sirens
Oh, I’m still alive
I’m like a soldier coming home for the first time
I dodged a bullet and I walked across a landmine
Oh, I’m still alive

Am I bleeding? Am I bleeding from the storm?
Just shine a light into the wreckage, so far away, away

‘Cause I’m still breathing
'Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way away
'Cause I’m still breathing
'Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way away
My way to you

‘I’m on my way home Everly, I promise.’

The voice mail plays on a loop in her head and she tries desperately not to look at the clock. It’s been nearly forty-eight hours since Jax left that voice mail and there’s been no sign of him and though no one has said it out loud, she knows that she isn’t the only one whose worried.

The worry plays out in different ways; Gemma’s incessant need to bake, Clay’s silence, Chibs’ usual slow to anger trigger has become dangerously short and having found herself on the receiving end of said anger she finds herself going out of her way to avoid him.

“Hey lass,” Chibs’ voice breaks through her thoughts and jumping she turns to find the older man standing behind her. His hands are tucked in the front pockets of worn in jeans, and because she can’t bring herself to look at him she stares at the scarred boots he wears. “Everly, look at me.”

Taking a steadying breath, she lifts her face and finds him smiling, a soft, genuine smile he seems to only reserve for the women of SAMCRO.

“I owe you an apology lass,” he says and when she shakes her head he reaches out to her, closing callused hands over hers. “When I’m an ass I can admit it, and I was an ass. I’m just worried about Jackie…”

“I know Chibs, we all are,” she says offering a shaky smile as she turns her hands over under his, and anchoring herself to him she allows herself to feel the first honest feelings she’s felt since Jax went missing. “I just want him to come home.”

“I know lass,” he says pulling her close, and when he presses a kiss to her hair she closes her eyes and holds on. “Jackie will find his way home, he always does.”

I’m like a junkie tying off for the last time
I’m like a loser that’s betting on his last dime
Oh, I’m still alive
I’m like a son that was raised without a father
I’m like a mother barely keeping it together
Oh, I’m still alive

Am I bleeding? Am I bleeding from the storm?
Just shine a light into the wreckage, so far away, away

'Cause I’m still breathing
'Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way away
'Cause I’m still breathing
'Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, away, away…

As Jax walks he spits blood but he keeps moving. Every step he takes puts distance between him and them, and the more distance there is the better. He got off easy, and he knows it. What he doesn’t know, and what he isn’t ready to face just yet, is that someone in his club, one of his own Brothers, sold him out.

The whole time he was held it was thoughts of Everly and his boys that kept him going, and he winces. Not from pain but from the realization that Everly is probably crawling the walls, and reaching into his pocket he pulls his phone from his pocket, groaning when he finds the screen shattered.

“Go figure,” he hisses to himself as he shoves it back into his pocket. He knows where he is, lucky for him his new found ‘friends’ had the decency to drop him not too far from town. So, he just keeps on walking.


“I’m going to call the police,” Everly’s words draw the attention of every person in the room, and everything goes to quiet she wonders how no one else can hear her heart pounding against her ribs. “I know what you are all going to say, and honestly, I don’t care. Jax has been gone for three days now. Three days. No calls. No texts. No signs. This is beyond me. Beyond any of you.”

“I don’t think we need to be getting the cops involved sweetheart,” Clay’s voice is the loudest dissenter and Lord knows she is not at all surprised.

“Why? Because you know where he is? Because you have something to hide?” she demands ignoring the sharp intake of breath from beside her. She knows that Gemma is staring at her like she’s grown another head, but she can’t find it in herself to care. “Your VP is missing and you sit here like it’s nothing, in fact Clay, you look pretty well rested for someone so worried…”

“That’s enough!” Clay explodes causing her to take a step back, but she’s satisfied by what she sees, and she knows by the looks on the other guys faces that she’s on the right track. Clay has something, if not everything to do with Jax’s disappearance.

“I’d say so,” Jax’s voice fills the clubhouse and she swears she feels her heart drop into the pit of her stomach and turning she stares in disbelief.

Jax stands, dirty and disheveled, but he stands nonetheless. She looks past the blood, past the bruises and when he smiles at her, she shakes her head.

“Jackson,” she hardly every uses his full name but when she does he knows he’s in trouble and when she launches herself at him and she tries to pull away when he winces, a hiss of pain escaping his lips he just holds her tighter. It seems like forever before she finally manages to step away, and cupping his face between her hands she offers a watery smile, only to be pulled away so Gemma can fawn over him.

“Where the hell were you?” Gemma asks running a hand over his hair and when he catches her wrists in his hands, shaking his head a sense of dread fills Everly.

“Why don’t you ask Clay,” Jax demands.

“Jax, what are you talking about?” Gemma asks him as he turns his attention to Clay who stands fuming and flustered.

“Clay was the only other person who knew where I was going Mom,” Jax says, eyes narrowing on the older man he’s thought of as a father for so many years, wondering where along the lines he turned into the monster he sees now.

As I walked out on the ledge
Are you scared to death to live?
I’ve been running all my life
Just to find a home that’s for the restless
And the truth that’s in the message
Making my way, away, away

'Cause I’m still breathing
'Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way away
'Cause I’m still breathing
'Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, away

He lets himself into the house and shrugging out of his Cut, Jax takes the time to hang it. He sent Everly home hours before while the club talked things over, and though they’ve come to no conclusion on how to handle the things that are coming, he’s satisfied with the progress they made; but more than anything else he’s happy to be home.

Slipping down the hall he peaks his head into the nursery, and finding the boys asleep he smiles softly before making his way to the room he shares with Everly and leaning against the door way he watches her. She’s curled on her side, red hair falling in her face as she sleeps, her face pillowed on one hand while the other lays outstretched on his pillow. She wears one of his shirts, and something inside of him stirs when she shifts and the shirt lifts a little higher on her thighs.

“I didn’t think you were coming back,” her voice is soft, drawing him from his thoughts, and pulling the shirt over his head, he drops his jeans at the door and climbs into bed beside her. She slides easily into his arms, fitting against him as no one else has before or ever could, and letting out a contented sigh he buries his face into her hair.

“And leave you alone to deal with my Mother?” he tries for light but when Everly’s shoulder shake he knows he has to let her ride this one out and that’s exactly what he does. He holds her as she rides out the near constant waves of emotion, until finally her face turns into his neck, her lips pressing against his skin, and with his touch soft he tips her face up, and with a soft smile he brushes his fingers along the skin of her cheek.

“You and the boys were all I could think about while I was gone,” he says, and brushing the hair from her face, he presses his lips to her forehead, trying to smooth away the lines of worry etched there. “I was coming home to you, no matter what it took.”

“I know,” she murmurs and when she rests her head against his chest, letting out a shuddering sigh he knows the worst of it is finally behind them.

'Cause I’m still breathing
'Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, away
My way to you

Say My Name (SMUT)

“Imagine Juice and the reader get caught having sex in Gemma’s office by Gemma” 



“Hey, babe,” you heard Juice come into the clubhouse after the tow job Tig had just sent him on, “Hey, Juice,” kissing your cheek you turned around to hug him, “I missed you today,” giggling you felt his hands work their way to your hips pushing his hips lightly to your butt, “Seems like it, but we’re in the middle of the clubhouse and your dorm is being fixed,” feeling his arms snake around your waist while you leaned your head back to his shoulder you felt him lower his head to your ear, “Meet me in Gemma’s office in three minutes,” confused you turned your face towards his, “She went home ten minutes ago,” he reassured you, “Wait for me,” you ran your hand over his member that was under his jeans. He kissed your neck and slipped away while his brothers played pool. 

Noticing the clock, two minutes have gone by and you started to make your way towards the office in the garage preparing yourself for the fuck of your life. 

Walking up the the door, you took a deep breath and turned the knob. You saw Juice sitting in the main chair moving some files off of the desk into the drawers, most likely to make room and not cause a mess. Looking up, he grinned, standing up he pulled your towards him pressing him body against yours that was pushed up against the desk, “I want you, Y/N,” aggressively kissing your neck, moans escaped your lips while you wrapped your arms around Juice’s shoulders. “Give me everything you got, Juan,” he grinned devilishly and proceeded to kiss you with the most aggression you’ve seen him have with you. You began to unbutton his shirt while he ran his hands up and down your torso making his way down to your jeans to undo them. 

 Slipping off his shirt down his arms, you felt him move his hands to your jeans as he lifted you up to slide them down your legs along with your underwear. Juice came back to your lips has his hand snaked his way to your core. He moved his fingers around your lips slowly twirling his thumb on your clit, “Oh God,” moans ran through your throat and mind, Juice loved making you squirm under his hands. While one hand played with your breasts as he kissed you, the other was teasing your entrance with his fingers. Juice inserted one finger-then two in a come here motion making you begin to form a tightness in your stomach. 

Moaning in his mouth, he smiled watching you squirm, “Say my name,” Juice intensified his fingers in your entrance causing you to buck your hips and tighten your grip on his shoulders causing your nails to indent his skin, “Jaun, oh fuck.” As you felt yourself tighten around his fingers, he slipped his fingers out of your entrance lowering his head to your core. 

Juice licked your lips from the bottom to the top, you started to squirm again under his tongue. Throwing your head back, Juice moved his hands between your thighs spreading them wider. Your core was swollen, your entire body was in ecstasy under his magic. Juice was writing a love poem on your clit making you go nuts. 

 As he continued to eat you out, you placed your hand on his head trying to move him away because you couldn’t take it anymore, but he grabbed your hands placing them under your thighs with his. Your breathing was wild, your whole body was shaking as your stomach tightened again, “Juan!” Your orgasm ran through your body, you felt your nerves go under a euphoric state from the tips of your fingers to your toes. 

Seeing you go through this orgasm, Juice stood up watching your legs shake and you breathe hard. He undid his jeans sliding them down to his ankles and placing himself between your legs holding your thighs in this arms. You placed your hands flat on the desk while Juice slid himself slowly into you making you go crazy, “Fuck, Y/N,” he had to adjust to your tightness. 

As he put his whole member inside of you, he tightened his grip on your thighs and began to thrust, slowly at first but then speeded himself up that the room filled with the slaps of skin. Your nails dug into his shoulders as you began to moan, “Oh God, Juan!” Juice filled your every centimeter of your entrance, his thrusts were like an aggressive love song that sung your name with every beat. His grunts began to become throaty and more often. 

Sliding himself out of you, Juice stood you up to turn you around and pushed you forward so your ass was to him. Your breasts hit the cold desk and your nipples hardened against the cold metal. While you moved your legs to widen your stance, Juice teased you by rubbing his hard member up and down your folds. Moving your mouth to his ear, you whispered, “Fuck me, Juan,” Juice loved it when you said his real name, it was like his favorite song that only you sung. Hearing this, Juice grinned and shoved himself into you making you gasp. 

Thrusting himself in and out of you roughly, you felt yourself getting close again. “God, I love you, Y/N,” he grunted. The sound of skin slapping filled the room and both of you were in heaven. You were each others drug and it was like you were in a euphoric high. Over the next few minutes, you both passed back and forth moans and grunts, names and curses when suddenly you heard the door open and Gemma stepped in. 

“Oh shit,” Gemma turned her face, the second she looked into your eyes you felt hot blood rush to your face. Juice immediately threw his shirt that was on the desk over you. “Oh, fuck I’m sorry, Gemma,” Juice panickingly apologized while you covered your face. Juice was still inside of you. “I just need my glasses,” Gemma smiled and walked right by you to grab her glasses and looked down at you, “Suck his fingers, it’ll drive him crazy,” she winked at you and both you and Juice blushed. “Don’t get cum on my shit,” Gemma grabbed her purse and shut the door. 

“Fuck,” you laughed. You were embarrassed, “Where were we?” Juice grinned and started thrusting again.


Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed💕 



~Hey guys! I finished another part of the Juice one! Here’s the first two parts~

Part 1 

Part 2

Imagine being with Juice and having to leave him and then finding him again 5 years later

Part 3

Since Tig was about done with my car, so we waited for him to finish. All the boys were excited to go shopping for their new “niece” which had me smiling. Rosie and Juice deserved that, a big family that loved them. The more time I spent around the Sons, the more comfortable I felt leaving Rosie with them.

I didn’t want to leave her at all but after him nearly beating me to death, I couldn’t have her there with him if something did happen to me. I also couldn’t stay here with her and Juice because he would track us down and kill Juice and possibly Rosie. And Juice couldn’t know about what I was going back to. He wouldn’t let me leave if he knew the truth. So I had to keep that a secret too.

It was worth it though to see Rosie smile. She was so happy to be spending time with her dad. Once she warmed up to him and everyone else, she couldn’t stop talking. She adored her dad already and she had taken a liking to the rest of the Sons as well. Out of the rest of them, she seemed to like Chibs the most. Probably because of his accent. She had already started calling all of them Uncle too.

I was listening to her tell her dad about how she wanted a puppy when Tig came into the office to tell us the car was finally finished. The Sons that were in there smiled and went to go get their ready to shop. Juice, Rosie, and I went to go get her car seat in the car and get her in.

“Y/N.” Juice said and I turned to look at him as I finished buckling in Rosie.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“Can I… Can I uh ride with you and Rosie?” He asked nervously. I smiled and nodded.

“Of course.” I told him. He smiled and kissed my cheek then he got in the passenger side. I smiled and got in the driver’s side. The boys started up their motorcycles and started pulling out.

“Just follow them alright?” Juice said. I nodded and followed them to the small stores.

“When did you get into all this?” I asked gesturing towards the guys.

“Shortly after you left.” He told me. I just nodded and we all parked and I followed the boys into a hardware store.

“What are we doing here?” I asked Juice.

“I need paint for Rosie’s room.” He said.

“Aye, what’s your favorite color little lass?” Chibs asked Rosie.

“Blue!” She smiled.

“What kind of blue princess?” Juice asked.

“All kinds.” She said and we all laughed.

“Okay doll what do you think of this shade?” Tig said while holding up a light blue paint sample that actually kinda matched his eyes.

“Or this?” Happy held up a darker shade of blue paint sample. I think it was navy blue.

“What about a teal?” Half sack held up a teal paint sample.

“Really? Teal?”Happy raised an eyebrow at him.

“What? Teal is a pretty color!” Half sack defended.

“Sure it is…” Tig said in a sarcastic voice. I giggled at the big badass bikers who were arguing over colors. Juice smiled at me and then looked down at Rosie.

“Go ahead and pick whatever color you want. Don’t listen to your silly uncles opinion.” Juice told her.

“Hey! Her silly uncles have good points. Well besides Sack.” Tig said.

“I can hear you!” Half Sack stated.

“Well we could always get a big thing of the light blue and get a smaller thing of the dark blue and put swirls of it over the light blue.” Juice said. The boys paused and looked at him.

“Yeah.” Happy said.

“That would work.” Tig said.

“What about the teal?” Half sack said.

“No teal Sack!” Tig yelled at him. Everyone laughed as Sack pouted and put the sample back.

“How does the swirls sound to you princess?” Juice asked Rosie.

“Pretty.” Rosie smiled.

“Then that’s what we’ll do.” Juice smiled.

“Come on darlin, let’s go pick out some curtains to match your room.” Jax said and took her hand. The boys started following them and I grabbed Juice’s hand lightly as he was about to follow. He looked at me.

“You’re going to be a great dad.” I told him. He smiled softly at me.

“Thanks Y/N.” He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it. “It’s crazy though. I already love her and a couple of hours I didn’t even know she existed.”

“I understand that and I’m sorry that this played out this way. I never expected our baby to grow up not knowing you.” I apologized.

“It’s in the past and we can’t change it. When you come back and tell me why everything happened then maybe I’ll be able to forgive you.” He told me.

“Yeah sure…” I nodded and looked away.

“Come on let’s join them before the guys have her picking out motorcycle curtains.” Juice said as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I leaned into him and smiled slightly as we walked back to them.  

“Hey baby girl you find any curtains you like?” I asked Rosie. She nodded and pointed to some light purple and blue curtains.

“Those are pretty, princess.” Juice said. “Let’s go pay for these.” He gathered up the paint and the curtains then Rosie and him went to the counter.

“Hey, can I speak to ya for a moment?” Chibs asked as he touched my shoulder lightly. I nodded and he lead me to the other side of the small store.

“What would you like to discuss?” I asked him.

“You can’t leave him again lass.” He looked me in the eyes as he said this.

“I have to.” I couldn’t hold his gaze.

“He told me about your conversation in the clubhouse and I don’t think ya understand the state I found him in after you left 5 years ago.” Chibs said. “You broke him.”

“I know I did.” I said quietly.

“And you’re gonna do that to him again?” Chibs frowned and raised an eyebrow at me.

“I don’t have much of a choice.” I said bitterly.

“Ya always got a choice lass.” Chibs said.

“Not in this.” I said.

“What kind of trouble are ya in? Drugs? Money? We will try and help ya.” He told me.

“Why?” I asked him.

“Juicy boy is our family and you’re his. We’ll do whatever it takes to keep you here and keep him happy.” He told me. “He’ll be happy having his little girl but he’ll be even happier having both of his girls. Trust me, I know.” Chibs walked away after he said that and joined the group. I watched as Juice grabbed the bags and sighed as I headed over to them.

Juice’s POV

We were at our last stop, the grocery store, and I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I had a daughter, or that you were back. I had pictured you coming back 100 times over and I had never imagined you bringing back our daughter. Part of me was pissed that you left and you kept my child away from me and the other part was just so happy you were back and that I have a daughter.

I was torn and you not telling me what the hell happened or what was going on wasn’t helping. I knew you were in trouble but I didn’t know from what. Once I had you two settled in my house, I was going to go talk to the boys about it.

I smiled as Chibs picked up Rosie and put her on his shoulders, so she could reach the type of cereal she wanted. She giggled and passed it down to him and he put it in the cart. He kept her on his shoulders and continued walking. I smiled at the two of them. Chibs was the closest thing I’ve ever had to a father and it made me happy to see him with my daughter. I was brought out of my thoughts when you elbowed me lightly. I looked over at you.

“Juice remember to get her some junk food every once and awhile okay? She’s a kid and while the healthy shit is important, she doesn’t need it 24/7.” You told me sternly. I laughed and nodded.

“Alright I won’t force her to eat healthy all the time.” I said.

“Good.” You smiled at me. I had to stop myself from reaching and touching you as you did. I needed to talk to the guys before anything else happened with you. I looked back at the boys and Jax was attempting to steal Rosie away from Chibs which had him running away from Jax and Rosie was laughing hard. I chuckled as Tig grabbed Rosie from Chibs as he was distracted with trying to get away from Jax and ran away with an evil laugh. I could hear Rosie laughing from the next isle over.

I heard Rosie squeal and suddenly Happy came running around the corner carrying her under his arm. Tig, Chibs, and Jax all came running behind him. I hear you giggling at the sight.

“Boys! We’re in the store for fuck’s sake. Don’t knock anyone over!” Clay called after them while shaking his head.

“We won’t boss!” Tig yelled back as they continued to run after Happy and Rosie.

“So this is what badass bikers do in their free time?” I heard you ask. I looked at you and shrugged.

“Yeah, pretty much.” I told you with a smile.

“Good.” You smiled and we made our way through the store. The boys finally stopped running and I guess Chibs won because he was the last to have her and he did a little victory dance with her. Rosie giggled and yawned. Chibs passed her over to me and I held her in my arms. She laid her head on my shoulder and grabbed my cut tightly. She fell asleep before we even got to the parking lot. I looked down at her and smiled. I ran my hand over her hair and kissed her forehead lightly.

I set her in the carseat and helped put the groceries in the back, which was already almost packed. After everything was in I went over and told the guys that I’d  meet them later to discuss what was going on. They all nodded and drove back to TM and I went back to your car and got in the passenger side. You smiled at me.

“Your house or back to TM to pick up your bike?” You asked.

“TM and then we’ll go home.” I said. You nodded and drove back to T-M. I looked over and watched you as you drove. It was dark but I could still see your face in the moonlight and under the streetlamps. You were wearing more makeup than you used to. I narrowed my eyes as I thought about why that would be. You always hated wearing anything more than eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick and even those you didn’t do most days.

“Why are you staring at me?” You asked, while keeping your eyes on the road.

“Why are you wearing more makeup?” I asked suddenly.

“What?” You raised an eyebrow.

“You are wearing foundation and all that kind of stuff. You usually don’t wear makeup at all. So why are you wearing more?” I asked.

“Um I don’t know. I just like it more now. I’m not a kid anymore Juice.” You told me.

“I know and I know some things have changed but I don’t know. You never liked the feel of foundation before.” I said.

“I didn’t but I got over it.” You shrugged as you pulled into TM and parked beside my bike.

“Follow me and don’t park behind me when we get back, okay?” I asked.

“Yeah that’s okay.” You nodded. I got out and hopped on my bike. I started it and drove out of the parking lot. I drove back to the house that we had bought 5 years ago. I could never bring myself to sell it and now I’m glad that I hadn’t. I parked and went over to your car to get Rosie. Once she was settled in my arms, I carried her to the front door and opened it. I walked in and went to the guest room. You went up to the other side of the bed and pulled back the covers. I placed Rosie gently on the queen sized bed.

I walked out of the room and you followed. I closed the door about halfway and went back to the car with you. We took the groceries in first and then the stuff for Rosie’s room. Once everything was inside, you stood in the living room and looked around.

“You didn’t change much.” You said.

“The house was just about perfect.” I shrugged.

“It’s cleaner now.” You let out a little giggle. I smiled.

“Yeah, you know me.” I said.

“Yeah. I umm I’m just going to go to bed.” You said.

“Take my room. I’ll sleep on the couch or something. I’m not getting back till late anyways.” I told you.

“I’ll just sleep in the room with Rosie. That bed is more than big enough.” You said and I nodded. I walked over to you and you looked up at me. I pulled you into me and kissed you softly. You kissed back immediately and cupped my cheek. I smiled against your lips and after a few moments, I pulled back.

“I’ll be back as soon as possible. Don’t leave without saying goodbye this time.” I told you and you nodded. You leaned up and kissed me one last time before pulling back and heading to the guest room. I smiled and went back to T-M. Everyone was already in church when I arrived.

“Hey guys, thanks for helping me.” I said.

“No problem Juicey.” Chibs said. I sat down in my spot.

“What did she tell you?” I asked him.

“She said that she didn’t have a choice about leaving.” Chibs told me.

“What the hell has she gotten herself into?” I sighed and crossed my arms.

“I don’t know bro but it doesn’t sound good.” Jax said.

“It’s probably drugs.” Tig said.

“We don’t know that and if it is I’ll get her into rehab. The only issue I have with that is I’ve been watching her all day and she doesn’t seem like a junkie.” I told him.

“That’s true and it’s not like she could’ve used any. She was with us the whole time and she definitely didn’t act like a junkie going through withdrawls.” Happy said.

“Well then maybe it’s a money thing? Maybe she owes the wrong person money.” Jax said.

“We aren’t going to figure out how to help her until we know what she’s gotten herself into.” Clay said. “Now are you sure she isn’t going to budge on this whole not telling you shit?”

“Pretty positive.” I told him.

“Well at least we know we won’t have issues with her being a rat.” Opie said.

“True.” Tig said.

“Well what do we do since we can’t get her to talk?” Jax asked.

“Maybe we should just let her go.” Tig suggested and I glared at him.

“What?” I asked.

“Well we know where she’s going and if she’s gone too long without checking in we can always go and find her.” Tig explained.

“How do we know where she’s going?” I asked  

“The license plate on her car is a washington plate. I have the number written down and you can run it through your databases. I vote we give her two weeks to get whatever she’s hiding in order and then if she isn’t back. We go find her, handle it ourselves, and bring her home.” Tig said.  Everyone nodded at his logic.

“You think you can manage two weeks Juicy?” Chibs asked.

“I don’t really have much of a choice. I can’t make her stay. I learned that lesson five years ago.” I sighed.

“Okay then. All in favor of waiting two weeks?” Clay asked and everyone, including myself, agreed. Once we were done discussing everything else, I headed home. I went inside and walked straight to Rosie’s room. The door was still open and I saw you on your side with your arms wrapped around Rosie. Rosie was cuddled against you. I smiled and came over to the two of you. I leaned down and kissed both of your heads softly and then went to my own room. I got ready for bed and then went to sleep.

“Daddy… Daddy… “ Rosie giggled as she jumped on my bed. I groaned and open my eyes.

“Hey princess.” I smiled and pulled her into a hug.

“I’m hungry.” Rosie anounced through her giggles.

“Well what do you feel like eating?” I asked.

“Pancakes!” She laughed.

“Well I can attempt those but daddy’s not the best at them.” I told her.

“Well mommy makes good ones, we can wait till she gets back.” Rosie told me. “Where did mommy go?”

“Mommy probably went on her work trip.” I sighed and sat up with Rosie still in my arms.

“Oh when will she be back?” Rosie asked.

“I’m not sure princess. Let’s go try those pancakes though.” I told her as I set her down. She nodded and ran out of the room. I smiled and got up. I stretched and looked around my room. On the nightstand was a note. I knew it was from you, so I picked it up and it said

“Sorry about this but I couldn’t wait till you or Rosie was awake. If I did then I wasn’t sure that I would be able to leave. I love you both and everything will work out okay, I promise.”

I sighed and put the note in the nightstand. I got up and headed to the kitchen. I laughed hard at the sight I walked into to. Rosie was sitting on the floor with flour covering her and the floor. The mess was going to bother me later but for right now, I was just enjoying having my princess with me, even if you weren’t with us.

~Hope you guys like the bit of Juice’s POV. I love feedback!~

Being FWB With Juice Would Include...

• You constantly hanging out with him and the guys

• You having eyes for Juice among the rest of them

• Juice and you getting drunk one night at a party and him confessing he wants you too

• Waking up the next morning with you both feeling awkward cause you’re both good friends

° You being the one to suggest being FWB

° He agrees

• You both sneaking around the Club together cause your both a little paranoid they’ll find out

• Chibs catching on real quick about what’s happening but doesn’t say anything

• You guys are best friends so of course you hang out and play video games, watch movies, and run the town together

• You getting slightly jealous when a croweater makes her move on him, but you don’t do anything

• Juice getting extremely jealous when a biker makes a move on you

° Juice gets physical with said biker but his excuse isn’t jealously it’s that he doesn’t like people getting handsy with his friend

• You getting mad at him after a while of him fighting off guys

° You ask him why he’s so quick to fight for you one day after having enough

° He breaks down and admits that he wants to be the only one to touch you

° He’s fallen for you

° He’s fallen for you really hard

• Him confessing he doesn’t want to be FWB any longer and wants to be more

Originally posted by sandm1827

Dating Juice Would Include...

• Him being shy and awkward at first

• You not being a croweater

° And probably never hearing about the Sons

• You being quiet and someone who doesn’t draw a lot of attention to yourself

° Trust me, Juice loves that about you

• Him keeping you as a secret from the Club for as long as possible

° You wondering why he’s keeping you from the club

• Finally meeting the Club and becoming close with Chibs

• Having to deal with his dorky and playful moods that he can’t express around the Club

• Going on long rides, the movies, and just out to anywhere fun on his days off

• Playing Co-op video games together and laughing about the other teams and how they suck

• Getting your heart broken when he pushes you away when he’s going through a dark time and won’t tell you what’s wrong

° You pushing back with everything you have to get him to tell you what’s wrong

° Almost kicking Jax’s ass for treating him the way he’s done

• Having Chibs comfort you and explain as much as he can to what’s going on

• Trying to take Juice away from the Club so he doesn’t get killed

Originally posted by sandm1827

Chiede se ricordo il primo amore, la prima delusione, prima volta che pensai che il mondo è squallido.
Chiede quante volte l'ho pensato in fondo,
tante volte che oramai è da un pezzo che ne ho perso il conto!
—  De Anima, Mezzosangue