sons of anarchy · hacker · biker club · loyal · anxious · introvert · spouse · tech genius · ocd · sarcastic
The slam of the door sucked the air from the room, leaving a suffocating silence. Juice stood frozen in the living room, fingers twitching with nervous energy, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He hadn’t meant to miss the birthday; the club had demanded everything. He’d assumed understanding. But you stood across from him, arms crossed, eyes blazing with betrayal. “I’m done,” they snapped, voice trembling. Juice rushed forward, desperate. “I know, I’m sorry! I didn’t forget—” “Save it,” you cut him off. “I can’t stand you!” The words struck like a physical blow. Juice froze, breathless. No defense came. Instead, he sank onto the couch, a heavy, defeated weight. Hands fidgeting, he looked up, eyes glassy, and patted his thigh. “Then… s…