Gang Wars RP

"Yeah Grandpa made it best." Jonas smiled.

"Good. From what I hear, Jon really liked you." she smirked. "If you ever want double the fun, get Jon and Dean." She smiled.

"Maybe I'll try Dean alone first then both." She smiled

Skylar shifted on her feet. "Sometimes I practice cooking it at home. But I'll never be as good as Dad was."

"I'm sure you will be." Jonas smiled.

"Well of course." Luna giggled.

"I'll definitely visit again. What's Dean like?" She asked

There. He smiled again. And it had made her feel strange. Again. She looked away. "Thanks." They finished climbing the stairs.

"He's a total Dom. Go to him if you want to be sore in the morning." Luna smiled.

"Is something wrong?" Jonas asked.

"Dang." Yawen said, thinking about it.

Yes. He was making her confused. Usually she was so guarded and quiet around people, but when it came to him, she was immediately relaxed and talkative. "No, I'm fine." She mumbled, quickening her steps as they arrived into the Bar room.

"Okay..." he said not believing her.

"He's fun, but if you want to feel sweet, find Jake." Luna smirked.

"Which of the guys there have you been with?" Yawen asked curiously

Hoping he wouldn't press, Skylar took a seat at the bar, beginning to swing her legs because her feet didn't touch the ground.

"All of them." Luna smirked.

Jonas got the hint, well only partly. He though he had said something to piss her off so he shut up. He sat next to her quietly.

"Wow how long that take you?" Yawen asked.

"To get through everyone, a little over a year." She shrugged. "That's was with getting a new man man ever week I went in."

"More than 52 guys, wow." Yawen nodded

Feeling bad for being distant and trying to convince herself it was for the best, she sat at the bar and waited for the food to get done cooking. She noticed Jonas was being quiet, and immediately felt bad again.

"Yep." She blushed. "55 men who work there." She grinned.

Ivan came out with bowls of soup. "here ya go ya two." he said setting bowl in front of Jonas and Sky.

"Thank you, Ivan." She gave him a nod and an appreciative smile, then dug into her soup. The delicious and warm flavor stirred many great memories that brought tears to her eyes, though she didn't shed them.

Jonas ate his quietly. He finished before she did. "I'm gonna go get some fresh air." He said dismissively as he stood up and pushed his chair in. He walked up to the loft then disappeared into a room. Ivan grumbled something as he picked up his bowl of soup.

"I have my work cut out for me. I'll have to go more than once a week to catch up." Yawen smirked

She watched him go, then bit her lip and turned to stare at her soup. She quickly finished it and handed Ivan the bowl. "Is it alright if I go up there too?" She asked him. She couldn't do this. She couldn't push Jonas away. Even though she was terrified he would get hurt because of her, she was selfish and didn't like the thought of being distant with him.

"Good luck then darling." She smiled.

"sure thing." Ivan smiled.

"He went up to the roof. He always does when he want to be alone." Jack said as he came up from the basement. He held his head. "It's too bright in here." He said dismissively.

"Maybe twice a week, I can get it down to 6 months. Or two men per night twice a week, three months." Yawen was already doing the math in her head.

"I'm really glad you're okay, Jack. I'm so sorry my brother did this to you." She said quietly. She walked past him and paused. "And thank you. I need to apologize to him." She then turned and hurried up the stairs to the loft, glancing around. "Jonas?" She called softly.