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It… it was his cut. His real cut. Not that prospect shit.
He couldn’t move, couldn’t even blink as King walked up in front of him.
“No one deserves this more than you, but I understand if you don’t want it anymore,” King said.
“You’re my family,” he croaked out.
He shook his head and blinked away tears.
“You didn’t know I needed you because I didn’t tell you.” He glanced at Zero, knowing damn well that man was the reason he understood that now. He turned back to King and said, “But when I did ask, you were there. You had my back when I needed it.”
King’s lips split into a big smile and then he looked at Zero and held the cut toward him, asking, “You wanna do the honor?”
Zero reached for it, then hesitated and looked at Jack.
They were gonna have to work on that.
He gave Zero a smile and Zero returned it before taking the cut from King.
Zero held it up for him to put his arms through and then Zero pulled it up over his shoulders. This time, wearing a cut made him feel at home, though admittedly, he did kinda miss the old one because it’d been Zero’s.
King put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. “Let’s go for a ride.”
Happiness filled him and he was halfway to the door when he realized something quite important and staggered to a halt.
“I don’t have a bike,” he muttered.
Zero made a strangled sound.
“About that,” he said and tugged on Jack’s hand.
He followed Zero outside and there, in the middle of the courtyard, stood a shiny, black, Harley Fat Boy with a big red bow around it.
He blinked, sure he was imagining it, but the bike was still there.
“What did you do?”
“I got the idea when we came home from the hospital, but everyone chipped in,” Zero said, a proud smile on his face, though he looked a little nervous. “Do you like it?”
He grabbed Zero by his shirt and jerked him against his chest so he could press a kiss to those sweet lips of his.
“Like it? I love it. Thank you, Z.”
Zero beamed at him and man if that didn’t make him weak in the knees.
Zero took off toward the bike.
“Hey.”
He grabbed Zero by one of the back pockets in his jeans and tugged him back. Zero turned with a chuckle.
“I love you.”
Zero blinked those big expressive blues up at him.
“Thank you for seeing through all my shit,” he said with a shake of his head. “For not giving up on me.”
“Never,” Zero exclaimed.
