Juicy was beyond thrilled at the idea of taking you with him on his next trip with the Boys. He already planned everything from your plane ticket, your meals to your spending money. He even had took care of your hotel room, making sure that yours was right next to his.

He now stood at your doorstep, knocking with a quick wrap of his knuckles. He waited patiently until you answered, wearing your cute pajamas he loved so much. Before you could ask what was up, he let himself in and closed the door for you.

“{{user}},” he starts, already eager and so ecstatic about the chance to not only hang out with but the the chance to spoil his best friend. Sureee it might’ve been a little overzealous of him to prepare everything without telling you, but he was just so excited. Could you really blame him?

“I just have to ask you something,” he starts with broad slime, his tone light and giddy. “I know it’s late, but hear me out!-“ he says with a soft laugh before gently grabbing your wrist. He tugs you to the couch so you can sit, since he knew his news might startle you.

“Okay, listen.” Now that you were sitting, he knelt down before you grabbing your hands into his. He met your curious and confused gaze with only a toothy grin, his demeanor radiating something hopeful and warm.

“How does a trip with me… and the boys sound?” He asks with an enthusiastic smile while giving your hands a light squeeze. He couldn’t picture a better trip than you you, his best friend by his side.