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People were idiots. Jay knew that. He had known for a very long time already but it still amazed him sometimes how dumb they could be. Justin Voight was definitely one of these people. Jay had tried to be nice despite the other guy’s attitude. He really did. But when Voight’s kid walked back into their gym and gave Conrad and him a look before opening his mouth, Jay knew he wasn’t going to be able to let it slide this time. Because it was one thing to ignore the guy’s jealousy regarding his close relationship with Erin and it was another one to accept this particular kind of shit.
“You’ a fag?” Justin said.
And the whole gym seemed to fall silent at his words giving him the first clue he had made a mistake. Jay, who was standing with an arm around Conrad's shoulders and one of his boyfriends wrapped loosely around his back, far from any sort of heavy PDA, watched him as Voight’s kid looked around from the corner of his eyes. Ruzek, Al, and Antonio had fallen silent a few feet away and so had the other guys passing by.
“I’m sorry,” Jay said. “What did you just call me?”
His question was only met by silence until...
“He asked you a question, Justin,” a familiar voice said.
Voight himself was standing behind Erin and his son who turned around to look at his father, an obviously annoyed look on his face.
“In the ring. Both of you. Now,” Voight said after a beat.
“Voight,” Erin tried.
She - and everyone else - knew damn well Justin couldn’t take Jay.
“I said now,” Voight repeated.
And that was how Jay ended up standing in the ring, facing Voight’s son. They circled one another for a moment. Neither of them made the first move. Mostly because Jay didn’t want to lose his job over his boss’ douchebag of a son.
“Stop looking at me, Halstead, and fight already,” Voight added after a beat. “Unless you want me to kick you out.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. When Jay moved, Justin didn’t even see him coming and fell on his ass before he could try and do anything.
“Up, now,” Voight ordered his son.
And Justin did, angrily. However, it took all but two seconds for Jay to get him right back where he came from and leave him there. This time Voight didn’t say anything, he merely shook his head, and walked away. Jay took that as his cue to get off the ring and get back to his boyfriend. He didn’t bother looking back at the idiot.