Where's My Scrunchie

Friend...I have given up my SOA watch before season 1 was over, lol. I didn't hate it but it didn't grab me like it usually does...but I am looking to you for Juice, Chibbs, and Jax fics so point me to your favorite ones that you've written, pwease. 💛

Siiiiis!!!! Forgive me for the late response. I had a houseful of menfolk after Christmas but they all returned to life as normal today (except one) so I am attacking my inbox with a vengeance!

I'm so excited and honored that you've come over here for a little SOA fortification. And since you invited me to toot my own horn....

Okay so, my Juice and Chibs fics are a real variety: fluff, smut, angst, tear jerkers and combo plates - multi-part and one shots. Idk what vibe you're looking for, I hope I picked something you enjoy.

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For my love, my heart, my fictional daughter's father...

I'm always gonna say HIS ANCHOR is my fav. It's got EVERYTHING in it. Multi-cannon characters, developed OCs, layered story lines, humour, tension, cliffhangers, backstory, emotional smut, death, and food. No words were wasted. Worth the time investment. If multi-chapter ain't it for you...

💜Fav fluff.....NO WINGMAN has humour, a little heat, Juice's hippity-hoppity brain and his charm.

💜Fav smut..... SAY IT has a peek into the workings of Juice's brain, and a five flame trip to his dorm with a non con/kink discovery moment and an unexpected ending.

CHIIIIIIIIBS!!! One of the top 3 older men in my life! His mouth says behave, but that wink tells me to act up.

💜Fav smut... WILLING TO WAIT gives a peek to Chibs' homelife and the domestic bliss Kurt denied him. Honestly it should be me (3 parts)

💜Fav one shot.... SILVER FOX was done in an observational style I'm truly proud of. A good read indeed.

Jax. *deep sigh* *smh* 🙄My demon child. My nemesis?😏 Idk what he is. I can't stand him and he knows it... but when his smug ass sends my mind an idea for him, it will not be denied.

💜 One shot ... THE LAST PARTY was the first of his calls to my keyboard. 🤭Enjoy?

💜 Fave one shot...TIME TRAVEL ngl I was surprised anyone trusted me with him after the first one. But I personally love it. The OC is a keeper for him and will be seen again (wip is already started) *throws up hands*.

Thank you for your patience over the holidays and let me know how these work out for you! *kiss cheek* 💜🥰💜

🍳 - Breakfast in bed with Angel or Kevin, please?

Hey-hey! Sorry, this took so long love, but the holidays had me on lockdown this last week. I'm always gonna take any chance I get to write for Kevin. Thank you for requesting it. 💜🥰💜

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Ava nudged the bed with her knee to wake Kevin up. He woke with a groan, stretching his limbs as much as he could with the damage his body took in the head-on collision the night before.

Ava smiled sofly and spoke in a hushed tone, “Hey baby, it’s time to get up for awhile. Your meds are due and you have to eat with them.”

“What time is it?” Kevin grimaced trying to sit up. It felt like every muscle in his body was locked up.

“Late.” Balancing the heavily laden tray with one hand, she straightened the covers on her side of the bed to set it down. “I made you breakfast.”

Eyeballing the dishes piled high on the tray she sat down, he raised his eyebrows. “We havin’ company?”

In her bout of stress cooking, she’d made scrambled eggs, hashbrowns, cheesy grits, spicy turkey sausage patties, fruit cups with strawberries, red grapes and honeydew melon, and sourdough toast. She fixed him with a look before glancing down at the tray again, knowing that she went a little overboard. “Hush! I’m eating, too.”

Kevin swinging his feet to the floor had Ava rushing to his side of the bed to help. With a firm grip on his arm, she asked, “Where do you think you’re going?”

“To the bathroom, woman, if that’s alright with you.”

It took two attempts for him to stand up straight but still he turned his tilted smile her way, amused by the extra attention. “I think I got it from here.”

“But they said you might have some dizziness.”

“Come on now.” He paused to look her in the eye - hating that she had to experience any real fear. Covering her hand with his, he rubbed it softly. “I promise I’m good…just stiff as hell, okay?”

Ava let him go, huffing out her annoyance with his need to act like he wasn’t in a car accident the night before chasing a suspect down. When she’d she arrived at Chicago Med, she found him angling to check himself out even though he was barely able to walk a straight line. She took the discharge papers right out of his nurse’s hand, threatening to make him stay if he didn’t promise to take at least one day off.

Watching his slow path to their bathroom, she folded her arms, “If you’re so good then how come you’re on bed rest instead of desk duty?”

“Touche.” Kevin let out a single chuckle while holding his side, limping just enough to make Ava double down on her concern.

“I’m giving you 5 minutes of privacy sir, then I’m busting the door down.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he called back before closing the door.

Four minutes later, he reappeared, wiping water beads from his beard, his walk more steady. “See? Better.”

Ava cut her eyes at his self assured smile. “Mm-hmm. Well, you still have meds to take, so come on and eat.”

Kevin sat on the side of the bed gingerly, getting comfortable with Ava's watchful eyes on him. The smell of the food had his stomach tuning up. He didn’t realize how hungry he was until he took the first bite of the sausage patty. His shoulders dropped and his mouth watered - his body's way of reminding him that he hadn’t eaten anything since lunch the day before, except the crackers and juice that were forced on him while he was in the hospital.

After several bites, Kevin wiped his mouth, giving Ava’s thigh a squeeze. “Mm! This is hittin’, babygirl. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Kevin nudged her arm, eyes teasing as he took the next bite. “You tryin’ to take care of me?”

“Tuh! Can’t nobody do it better, baby.”

Kevin’s cheeks rose high while he chewed and swallowed quickly. “You got that right. Gimmie them lips.”

All grins, Ava was more than happy to lean over to drop a few soft kisses on his puckered lips. But when he cupped her jaw for a deeper kiss, she pulled away.

“You better stop that.” Tapping her nail near his pain medication sitting on the tray she asked, “Take your meds real quick?”

Taking them down with a gulp of juice, he wiped his mouth again and exhaled hard, looking at what he had left on his plate. “All this is definitely gonna put me right back to sleep.”

“Then I did my job,” Ava muttered proudly from around her fork.

And as predicted, 30 minutes later, Kevin was knocked out.