#juice x yn
Juice Ortiz Imagine
The whole shop felt out of sorts, the Club had to many issues with Zobelle and the league. I could tell how on edge everyone was, almost like walking around on eggshell.
With all the issues the guys haven’t really had time fo gun runs or jobs. Which only made My job easier, no writing off loads of money from no where. It was like I actually was a real account.
I walked through the almost empty club house, it was too early for anyone to be up. The shop didn’t open for another hour either. I slipped through the shop going into my office.
“Your here early.” A voice called out making me groan.
“And I thought I’d be able to get some work done with peace and quiet.” I sassed back turning around to see Juice.
“What are you doing here so early?” I asked him as I looked at him. It was weird to see him without his uniform or kutte. He was in some black basketball shirts and a wife beater tank top that hugged on to his very well sculpted torso.
“Well if your done checking me out, I was up for my morning run.” He said giving me that smirk I hated.
“I’m not, get out my office.” I said before going back to the computer. He just laughed as he made his way out. Why was he always so irritating.
“Fuck.” I groaned through trying to click anything on the screen that froze. Not even control alt delete was working. I wasn’t the worst with technology but with these old computers.
“Clay I need a new computer I can’t get work done, it just freezes any program I run.” I said complaining over the phone.
“I’ll send Juicy over to look at it.” Clay said making me groan.
“no that’s not the problem.” I groaned hanging up the phone. And just on command there was a knock on my door. Juice made his way in sitting in the empty chair.
“Get out Juice.” I said not wanting to deal with him right now. I had so much work to do but the old ass computer did nothing but slow me down.
“thought you needed my help?” He said with his cocky smile as his brown eyes where locked on mine.
“Nothing gonna help this old computer.” I said rolling my eyes.
“You want me to take a look at it?” Juice asked still watching me. I was doing my best trying not to look down at his large arms that where folded over his chest.
“What do you want me to beg?” I asked crossing my arms copying him.
“Well Y/N don’t talk dirty to me now.” Juice joked as he got up walking around the desk standing behind me. He didn’t even give me a chance to move before he leaned over looking at the frozen screen.
“Now why do you have 20 different excel programs running at the same time?” Juice asked his breath hitting my cheek. He was way too close, not caring about personal space.
“Maybe if this thing wasn’t a million years old I could.” I mumbled watching him work. Why was it turning me on as he easily ran a few codes. I couldn’t help myself but watch him as he leaned over me.
“There, everything is updated. Guess you owe me one.” Juice said smirking down at me.
“Get back to work Juice.” I said pushing his arm off my chair.
“I’ll take a nice diner at a steak house as payment.” He said giving me one last smirk before leaving my office. The rest of the day kind of went by without any other appearances form Juice, or any of the sons. Just as I was packing up your things Jax came in my office closing the door.
“What going on jax?” I asked seeing a slight panic in his features.
“We’re locking down. Your going to have to stay at the club house.” Jax said giving you a stern look.
“I’m going home, I’m tried. I’m sure whatever it is, I’ll be fine. I just work here.” I said making my way past him.
“Y/N, your a friend. We need to keep you safe.” Jax said as he held on to my forearm not letting me go.
“I’m not staying here.” I said but Jax just rolled his eyes.
“Yes you are, I’ll send someone with you to get get your things.” Jax said nodding to Juice.
“Just great.” I mumbled walking to my car as Juice ran after me.
“I’ll follow you on my bike.” Juice said giving me a look. I didn’t say anything but got in my car and made my way back home.
“How long do you think the lock down gonna be?” I asked as I walked in my house.
“Not sure, maybe a couple days.” Juice said following me in. He was looking around the small house, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about him being in here. I could feel Juice’s eyes on me the whole time while I packed my clothes.
“Just pack a backpack, we’re taking my bike back.” Juice said as he leaned against the door way of my bedroom. This felt too personal to have him here at my house.
“Let’s go then.” I stated following him back outside making sure all my doors where locked up.
“Here.” Juice said handing me the helmet. I slowly put it on getting on the bike behind him.
“Better hold you.” Juice said smirking. I huffed wrapping my arms around his torso loosely.
“Are you kidding me?” I asked climbing off the bike once we got back to the clubhouse. There where so many people here, did they really except me to stay here.
“You can have your pick any of the dorms, we wont mind.” Jax said hoping to calm me down just a little.
“Or I could sleep in my office probably cleaner then any of your dorms.” I huffed walking past him. I walked through the hall way looking in a few of the dorms. I wasn’t too sure who’s was who’s. Not like I was up here ever. Finally I stumbled into a dorm that was extremely clean. Maybe no one the guys lived in this one. There where a few computers set up, not a sept of dusk. the bed was made perfectly and there was no clothes laying around on the floor.
