"Thanks for staying and helping me clean up the club."
Will Horton was wiping down the bar with a rag, while J.J. Deveraux flipped chairs onto tabletops.
"Don't mention it, cuz," the younger brunette assured.
"Nah, I really do appreciate it," Will continued. "Sonny's been helping his dad with some case all week, and I'm trying my best to alleviate some of his stress."
"I'll bet you are," J.J. said with a naughty smirk.
"Ha. Ha. Very funny," Will said, with an overdramatic roll of the eyes. "I just meant I've been trying to do as much as I can here, so he doesn't have to worry about it. I don't know how he does it though. I'd be here all night if you hadn't offered to stay and help. So thank you."
J.J. flipped the last chair. "I'm happy to help, really. You've both been super supportive through this whole court thing and the mess with Theresa. It's the least I can do. So what else needs done?"
Will looked around the space. Everything looked in order. Except for one half empty bottle of vodka left on the bar.
"You could help me finish that off," Will half-joked.
J.J. was a little surprised. His cousin always seemed a little straight-laced. Maybe coming out of the closet had lowered his inhibitions.
"Hmmm…I don't know man. I'm trying to walk the straight and narrow right now. Besides, can't you get in big trouble for serving a minor?"
Will looked surprised, "And here I thought you couldn't care less about rules. Has my bad boy cousin truly reformed?"
J.J. playfully punched Will's arm. "I'm trying here, okay?"
"Maybe you're just afraid I'll drink you under the table," Will taunted. "I am older than you."
"Ha! I guarantee I've had a lot more practice!"
"Alright then." Will pulled two shot glasses out from under the bar and began filling them with the clear liquid. He slid one in front of J.J. "Show me what you got."
J.J. hesitantly grabbed the glass and held it for a few seconds, wondering whether this was a good idea or not. He looked up to see Will with a mischievous look in his eyes as he held up his own shot glass. 'What the hell,' J.J. thought.
"Bottoms up."
And with that, both boys gulped down the liquor.
"Man, Sonny gets the good stuff," J.J. laughed.
"I'm glad you like it," Will said, reaching for the bottle again. "Drink up."
"Are you serious?" the younger boy asked incredulously.
"Hey, we might as well finish the bottle. Besides…we've worked hard tonight. I think we've earned this."
"You're a bad influence on me," J.J. said. "Who would have thought?"
Will smirked and took down another shot, so J.J. went ahead and followed suit. He was already starting to feel good. "Hit me again, bartender."
The blond smiled and kept the drinks flowing.
Author's Note: There needed to be more J.J. fan fiction. This chapter is just a little preview/set-up. There will definitely be action coming. If you've read my other story on here, you know it's usually heavy on the sex with some plot sprinkled throughout. Obviously, don't continue reading if you don't like Slash, or I guess Incest since they're technically cousins.