firebrand, chpt. 2

jynirso:

you all have been wonderful with your comments and kudos, i couldn’t help but keep writing and update a little earlier than planned ❤

i am going on vacation though, from tomorrow (july 8th to july 17th). since i won’t have wifi, i won’t be able to post. hopefully, i can get the next chapter up relatively quickly later next week. i’ve already started writing it so i don’t think it’ll take too long to put up 🙂

read it on ao3!

preview: 

“This is where you choose to bring me on a date, flyboy?”

“Hey, hey! Don’t go gettin’ upset with me now!” Jyn can hear Han’s booming voice as soon as he steps into the bar, leading a woman not much larger than herself in on his arm. It’s not that he’s loud – his voice just fills the space. “Just a quick stop ‘fore we go to the main event, hmm?”

The lady looks much too polished for the kind of bar that Jyn works in, but she would expect nothing less from Han’s charisma. Truly, she’s surprised that he’d even managed to get her in through the doors based on the appearance on the place along; his ability to convince people into thinking a bad idea is a good one, however, often manages to get him into situations he shouldn’t be in.

Han steers the woman over to the bar, one hand haphazardly thrown over her slim shoulders. There’s plenty of other nicer bars in nicer parts of the city. This just seems like performance, like he’s putting her –  their life, because Han lives around here, too – on a stage. Slumming it in the poorer parts of Coruscant. Han’s a good guy, but she wouldn’t put something like this past him to show a date a good time.

“Listen,” Han’s saying, “Jyn here is the best damn bartender on this side of town. She’ll take good care of us ‘fore we head out.”

Jyn rolls her eyes, turning away from the couple to put a bottle back up on the shelf behind her. Her annoyance is feigned; with all that she puts up with, she knows Solo’s always remembers to tip well – and just so happens that she could use an extra couple bucks right now.