Happy looked down towards your hands, you had sneeked around his waist. Your head layed on his back, and you listened to his calm heartbeat.

"I asked Chucky if there is one of the doorms left for me to stay in tonight."

He turned around with a frown on his face.

"Don´t look at me like that. You need to have a night of your own and do what you always do after a party."

"Milli-"

"You are sharing your dorm with me the whole time. You never thought about yourself these past days. You need this. You need to release steam. You almost killed Juice today because you are loosing control. And don´t worry. There is a whole clubhouse full of bikers between any intruder and me. Please Hap. Enjoy yourself - for me."

"I will try."

He hugged you tight and kissed you on your forehead.

"Come on, lets get ready. I want to see what you brought. Hulk didn´t want to tell me."

"You will like it."

You waited for him to get ready and leave the dorm himself.

As soon as the door closed after him, you took the dress out of the bag and started to get ready yourself.

After a quick shower, you put your hair into big curlers and started to finish make up.

It was a decend one, so no one would mistake you for a sweatbutt or croweater.

Your hair dried , you put on the dress and heels.

After a quick check, you released the hair, enabling it to flow around your head and shoulders in big waves and curls.

With a pounding heart, you entered the mainroom and walked towards your brother.

Happy and Kozik sat at the bar, diskussing something you couldn´t understand.

"So, what you think? Am I allowed to join the party or do I have to hide in one of the dorms?"

Both their heads turned towards you. Kozik´s had a smile, Happy´s a frown.

Why ?

"Lookin´ beautiful sweatheart. Am I right brother?" Kozik asked his brother.

"Yeah. Hope I don´t need to kill a brother today. But I like it. Though the skirt could be longer."

"Longer? It´s already reaching my knees. "

He only cocked an eyebrow on your little outburst.

"Hulk said it looks good and aint not to short." She pouted."No muffin for you next time."

"Ohh, sure you don´t want to take that back Happy? Last chance."

The blond biker laughed.

"You wearin something beneath that?" Your brother asked again.

"Nothing. Naked like the day I were born", You answered cooly, starting to get pissed.

Earning a deep glare by a breathless brother.

"Jesus. Who do you think I am ? A whore? Of course I am wearing underwear beneath the dress, and I will put a pair of shorts on, befor the sparty starts. I aint a Sweetbutt. You should really know me better."

Anger was visible in your voice.

Does he really think , with everything going on, I would walk around dressed like a whore?

"I am always wearing something beneath." with these words you walked away, not wanting to get in an arguement with your brother tonight. You really wanted to relax, you deserved it.

You headed towards the door. But when you reached out for the doorknop, you remembered the promise given to Hulk.

You looked around, searching for the hughe biker.

Maybe he´s outside?

The young women opened the door and peeked outside.

It was already 7pm and the party would start soon.

Hulk lend on one of the ringpoles.

"Sometimes I hate my brother." You sighted. "Can you believe he said the skirt should be longer.?"

"Na. Its long enough. Don´t listen to him. He´s just worried. I think you look beautiful."

"Ohh thank you. I know why you are one of my , do you know who will be here tonight?"

"As much as I know, only Samcrow, the five of us and maybe five Nomads. And the usual Croweaters, Sweatbutts and wifes of course."

"Just a little party then. Thank god."

"Jepp, just a little one. So if you want to crash, there are just a fiew witnesses." he laughed.

"Who told you my gameplan for tonight?" You answered with a smile on your face.

"What would I do without you ?"

"Right now? Probably trying to kill your brother because he had probably killed the mohawk boy earlier."

"Probably."

Both of you sat quietly next to each other for some minutes, watching Oli and the other prospect starting the BBQ,.Then the first Nomad turned into the parkinglot.

"Let´s head back inside. Your brother should be sorry by now" He winked and pulled her with him.

"He should. I told him he will never ever get a muffin again.", YOu answered with a little laugh in the voice.

"If not. I will happily take his." Was his answer, bevor heading inside the clubhouse.

"I bet"

Once back inside, Hulk joined his brothers at the bar.

"What are you doing Juice?"

He looked up startled and surprised. "I -uhm- I am checking the cams, to make sure they are working correctly. And I am arranging a private server, so we can save the records for some time. You know to check afterwards if someone was there to try something. Usually they don´t record you know" He answered shy.

"Please tell me you wount be sitting here this whole evening, watching these screens." You looked ad him sternly.

"Why do you look angry all of the sudden? No, the prospect and Scar will look at the screen. The Laptop will be over at the bar."

"Good. Because I don´t want you to miss the fun. Specially after your near- death experience this morning. We need to have a drink or two together and maybe a little round of billiard or cards."

He started to smile.

"-But NO Strippoker" She quickly added.

Now he looked shocked again.

"I -I- I would have never suggested that."

"I know. But these rooms have ears and we don´t want someone to have false hope or intentions, do we?"

He started to work again on his laptop. But glanced up every other second.

That didn´t get unnotices by you.

"Spit it out Juice. Do I have something on my face?"

"No. I, well you look good today. Not that you look bad the other days. You looke beautiful there to, but- " He frowned."-I should shut up now."

You don´t look bad yourself Juicy.

"You broke our IT." Tragger laugh behind you. "But he´s right. Ya looki´ georgeouse tonight doll. Wouldn´t kick ya off my bed ."

He held out a beer bottle,you greatfully accepted.

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The evening was fun. Everybody forgot the things that happened for a little while.

Booze and beer seemed to flow endless. You played billiard and darts against half of the Tacoma and SAMCROW bikers. Sometimes winning, sometimes loosing.

The party weren´t even nearly the end, when you noticed your brother leaved for his dorm, a Sweetbutt flung over his shoulder.

I knew you would follow my suggestion. Have fun ,you deserve it.

You were in the middle of a staring contest with Juice ( one you would clearly win), when Chucky came over. Looking a bit worried.

"Whats wrong?" Juice asked him.

"Well. One of the Nomads puked on the bed in the dorm I readied for you ,Milli, and it all soaked . Your things as well."

"So you are telling me, the place where I wanted to crash isn´t any more?"

He nodded in shame.

"You can sleep in my dorm. I can crash on one of the couches." Juice imediatly stated.

"No."

"What- why?"

" I will not occupy your room and have you crashed on one of these couches." You stated stern.

"It´s ok."

"No either we both sleep in oyur dorm or none of us. And don´t argue with me on this."

"But, what about your brother. I don´t want to die." He squeaked.

Ok now he is paniking.

"Juice. What do you think what upset him more. Me sleeping in your dorm, as well as you, or sleeping in the main room on the floor?"

He frowned.

"Exactly. He will be more pissed if I sleep on the floor in the mainroom. So do you have an shirt I could borrow to sleep in?"

You had already turned and walked towards the dorm.

"Yer comin?"

The young biker handed your an old shirt and a pair of boxers to change into.

"You can change, I will grab something to drink for tonight, you want something yourself?"

"Yeah. You can bring me a bottle of water. I will change in the meantime."

He nodded and left the dorm.

When he returned. you had occupied his bed and were snuggling the sheats.

"I will turn around so you can get changed yourself."You told him sleepy.

You felt the matress dip, when he laided down next to you, but he cept as much distand as possible. Nearly falling of his own bed.

"Juice. I wont bite. Get YOUR ass in YOUR bed, the way it belongs. Or do I need to help you?"

It took some seconds, but he decided to listen to his guest.

"Happy will kill me if he sees us like that."he mumbled paniked.

Calm down boy.

"Juice for your own sake, stop worrying and start sleeping." You mumbled tired , starting to get angry.

"And don´t you dare to apologise now."

Not long after, both of you were fast asleep.

A tickle on your back woke you up, a few hours later.

The frown on your face deepened when you felt weight around your waist, that weren´t there befor.

What the...Juice?

And indeed , Juice had snuck his arm around you and were snuggling his forhead against your head, letting his breath tickle you.

It was to dark in the room for your eyes to recognise any features, but he seemed to be relaxed.

This feels-good. I wonder...

A stir behind ended your thoughts, making you stopt breathing for a second fearing the young biker might wake up.

But he only snuggled deeper into your back. His upper body was now pressed against you.

With a smile and a warm feeling in the chest, you slipped back into a deep and restorative sleep.