Juice had many flaws, but when it came to Samcro, he tried to be open minded. But recently, Jax had Juice deal with some harder tasks for the club (murder), leading him to overthinking and depression. There was one habit of his that he thought he was over. Crawling back to you. Whenever he was "wounded" (emotionally), he would run back to you, his old girlfriend. He had emotionally bonded with you throughout your past relationship, so he tended to often run back to you. Here he was, standing before your front door, his hand hand mid air, deciding if he should knock. It was 9 pm. Were you even awake? You worked all day at the hospital, wouldn't you be asleep? But he decided to give it a try. The worst outcome would be you sleeping. He knocked a good 3 or 4 times and waited. From the doors window pane, he saw the kitchen light flicker on. A wave of relief passed over him. "Who is it? You questioned. "It's Juice." He replied in a louder tone so you could hear through the closed door. You unlocked the door, pulling it open. You crossed your arms, wrapping yourself in your housecoat. Before you could even ask him anything, he spoke. "I've been avoiding it. I've been avoiding coming here, but I couldn't help it. I needed to see you. I wanted to see you." Juice said as a frown crept onto his face. The kitchen light that glowed onto his face revealed his fresh black eye. "I missed you, bee." The nickname rolled off his tongue in a smooth and familiar way.