Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

Jung-Hwa took a moment to think, a small smile curling at her lips as she watched Agi settle onto the sofa. She wasn’t used to being asked such straightforward questions—it was rare for anyone to ask her to truly open up. She liked the fact that Hayden wanted to get to know her. It made her feel seen in a way she hadn’t felt in a while. “Well…” She leaned back into the couch, stretching her legs out and glancing up at the ceiling for a second as if gathering her thoughts. “I guess I’ll start with the basics. I’m 25. I’m from Seoul, originally, but I’ve lived in the States for a while now. I moved back to Korea about two years ago after some… life stuff. My dad’s side of the family still lives in Seoul, but I don’t really talk to them much.” She paused, her tone casual but there was a slight edge of something else beneath it—something unresolved. “I have a few close friends, but I keep my circle small. I’ve had some pretty messed up relationships, too. I’m not exactly good at trust, but I’m trying to work on it.” She glanced at Hayden, her eyes lingering for a moment longer than usual. “And I guess… I like music. A lot. Still write sometimes, though I don’t really share it much. My hobbies are mostly art-related—drawing, painting, things like that. I’m pretty chill once you get to know me. But yeah... that's a little bit about me.” She gave a slight shrug, her tone light but there was a subtle vulnerability hiding beneath her words. She was letting herself be more open than usual, but it felt okay with Hayden. “Your turn,” she said, eyes glinting with a mix of curiosity and playful challenge. “What’s your story?”

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

"Because I am a dominant person, not a monster...I've been in a master pet relationship before and it's all about balance. Even if we aren't doing that kind of relationship it's similar in certain aspects. Plus I'm not the "dangerous" Hayden all the time, just when the mood strikes" she shrugs watching her "Though I am always on the dominant side as I take no shit from anyone I am not always going to be in the mood to be rough and tough" she takes the joint since she decided they could share instead of lighting more than one, she takes a big hit and passes it back. She holds it for a bit then blows the smoke out slowly "And hey I may even want you to be dominant in bed once in a while if I'm in a submissive mood...just with my permission" She glances over with a sharp gaze. "But even if we have a unique relationship, we will be dating. That means romantic feelings will be involved and you don't have to be awkward and stiff. Relax. Make yourself at home. When I am in a "dominant mood/mode" you will know how to behave but by default, I'm pretty chill. Okay? You will be my girlfriend, not my pet. Even if I have to put you in your place sometimes" she whistles and Agi flies over, he had already climbed out of the cage and was waiting for her to acknowledge him "Who's my good boy?" the bird bobs his head and makes excited noises.

Jung-Hwa listened closely, her head tilted just slightly, eyes soft as she took in every word. There was a deep, almost reverent silence about her for a moment—like she was absorbing not just the message, but the meaning behind it. When the joint was passed to her again, she took a slow drag, eyes not leaving Hayden’s face. Then she gave a small nod, her voice warm and quiet. “Okay,” she said simply. “I get it. You’re not a monster. You’re… layered. And I like that. I want to learn all your layers, even the rough ones.” Her fingers brushed along her thigh, a soft little movement of nerves, but not fear—something closer to anticipation. “And I’m not afraid of being put in my place,” she added with a playful little grin as she handed the joint back, letting the smoke drift between them. “Just means I’ll know exactly where I belong.” Her gaze dropped for a moment as Agi landed near them, and she couldn’t help but smile at the bird’s excited bobbing. “God, even your crow is confident. What are you feeding everyone around here, huh?” she teased, voice tinged with affection. Then, after a beat, she looked up again—her eyes searching, softer now. “Thank you for letting me in. Not just your place, but… you. That means more than you know.” She leaned back into the couch cushions, finally allowing herself to relax into the space, legs stretched out in front of her as she stole another drag. “So… what do you wanna know about your soon-to-be girlfriend?” Her tone was cheeky, but there was a quiet sincerity under it, like she was already handing herself over piece by piece.

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

She just slipped on the coat she was carrying and headed down the street, she was silent but the air around her was enough to fill the silence. It was a fairly long walk about 20 minutes but once in the building she headed upstairs and down the hall. She unlocked the door and pulled the girl in quick "Sorry...didn't want to let the cat out" she normally wouldn't rush anyone into her apartment since rushing people around wasn't part of her dominance thing. She shut the door locking then removed her coat and shoes. The apartment opened up into the kitchen and living room it was open concept and off to the side of the living roomw as a set of stairs to that led to the bathroom and bedrooms. She then motioned to the large mainecoon cat who was a bit overweight, he was just now walking around the corner of the island counter "that is Duke..." she then motions to the decent sized bird cage in the living room "In there is my crow Agi..." She walked over to the cage opening it in case the bird wanted to come out, she then feeds the cat his wet food for the night before turning her attention to her house guest "Shall we get to know each other a bit before we continue what we started? As much as I want to have some fun, I drank a bit too much" she laughed softly and leaned on the counter. If she drank too much, she would get a bit tired, so this was a good chance for them to get to know each other better, which was a good idea since the relationship they were going to have, was going to be intense and knowing each other would help things go smoothly and safely. "Doesn't mean we can't fool around; I just want something a little toned down.... though I wouldn't mind nibbling or being nibbled on. Been so long since I've done anything with anyone" she sits on the sofa and digs in the bag under the coffee table and pulls out a baggie of joints "Come smoke up with me, this will add to our calm and it's fun as hell"

Jung-Hwa stepped inside without a word, her eyes flicking over the cozy apartment as the door clicked shut behind her. The warmth inside, paired with Hayden’s commanding presence, made her skin tingle in the best way. The brief rush from being pulled in so suddenly made her breath catch in her throat—she liked it. She liked being handled like that. She bent down to slowly untie her boots, peeking up at the big fluffball waddling toward them. “Duke’s adorable,” she murmured, her voice soft and laced with a submissive sweetness she hadn’t shown at the club. Then her gaze shifted toward the bird cage. “And you own a crow? That’s… hot, actually.” She followed Hayden into the room like a quiet shadow, only letting herself move freely once Hayden had leaned against the counter. When Hayden suggested they take things slow, Jung-Hwa nodded, her expression gentle but still carrying a hunger in her gaze. “Getting to know each other sounds… perfect, actually. I’m not going anywhere.” She walked over, not too close, and sat at the edge of the sofa, legs curled under her like a good girl waiting for further instruction. When Hayden pulled out the bag of joints, her eyes lit up slightly. “Yes, please.” She scooted closer, eagerly but shyly, reaching to take one with delicate fingers. “It’s been a while since I’ve smoked anything but stress.” She struck the lighter and took a slow, practiced drag, then exhaled, the smoke curling past her lips like a sigh. “You’re… kind of incredible, you know,” she said softly, glancing at Hayden from beneath her lashes. “You have this dangerous energy, but here you are feeding your cat and asking about getting to know me.” She gave a small, almost bashful smile, smoke still lingering between them. “I want to be good for you. Whatever that looks like. So ask me anything. I’m yours forever.”

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

After the rough kiss, she let go of her and let her fall into her seat with a slight thud "Not right now, I do not take demands. I make them" She whistled to the bartender for another drink and one was brought to her, she had flushed cheeks from how excited she was, she clearly was thrilled with the interaction. She enjoyed the dominant role and was excited to see where things would go. Once she had another drink she sipped it then glanced over and admired the mark she left behind "My ex, the one who cheated on me. Before we even dated, she was my pet. We had that kind of relationship. But she was fragile, weak, and soft. It was boring. You are fun. You cower beneath me but not out of pure fear" She taps on her glass "I can be nice, I'm not a terrible person. But when someone gets on my nerves I either beat them senseless or in your case...make them beg for forgiveness and cower beneath. I want to make you whimper and cry. I think that sounds thrilling" She hadn't had sex in a long while and the idea of claiming this girl "But mark my words, you will not be just a pet. You will be mine. I do not take pets anymore. You would have to agree to be my girlfriend or it wouldn't work between us. Because sadly I don't play around anymore. I'm not as young as I was back then, I can't just waste my time fooling around" She downs her drink and then stands up "If you are interested in continuing this...follow me...I'm heading home. This club is boring and smells bad" she motioned for the girl to follow and then without looking back she slipped her hands into her pants pockets and walked toward the exit.

Jung-Hwa hesitated only a heartbeat as Hayden disappeared toward the exit, the weight of her command still lingering in the air like smoke. Her legs felt a little weak beneath her—part nerves, part anticipation, and part the raw heat that had been building in her belly since Hayden first put a hand on her throat. She bit her lower lip, still tasting the rough kiss, the sting of teeth, the bitter promise of something so much darker than anything she’d let herself fall into before. Her fingers trembled slightly as she pushed her chair back and stood, head bowed just a little, cheeks flushed with something shy and sinful. Her breath came faster as she followed—silent, obedient, owned in spirit already. She didn’t call out, didn’t ask questions, didn’t need to. Hayden had spoken, and she would listen. Jung-Hwa followed several paces behind, her eyes down but locked on Hayden’s frame ahead—shoulders relaxed, confident, like she knew she would be followed. And god… Jung-Hwa wanted to follow. Wanted to fall to her knees if that’s what it took. This wasn’t just lust. This was surrender. And as she stepped out into the cool night air behind her, she murmured softly under her breath, almost like a prayer, "I’m yours… do whatever you want with me." And she meant it.

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

"I wouldn't say it if I wasn't serious, you will quickly learn that unless I am high off my ass or laughing...I am serious. I am far from high and I haven't laughed once" She noticed the brush of her hand and then quickly grabbed her hand. She then smirked "I only want a taste for now...but I will devour you whole as soon as I can, don't you worry" She moved to sit closer to her, now side by side she moved the girl's hair away from her neck and leaned in sniffing her "You smell delightful..." bold girls like her always smelled the best. She then glanced up at her before trailing some kisses up her neck to her ear and spoke softly into her ear "You sure you can handle me? I've been married twice and dated so many people...none have stuck around...such a shame...I was so happy at certain points" with one of her relationships she had been very happy but still her girl wanted a divorce because she claimed Hayden was too much for her due to her mental health issues which made no sense since Hayden was the happiest and healthiest she had been in so long but after that, it started a downward spiral that led to her meeting her first male partner. She nibbles on the girl's ear "You seem tough, I think you can handle quite a bit. But I don't want to hurt you, I have grown so much...I just want to warn you.." she moves down to nibble on her neck "Despite how "soft" I seem to have become....I am a bit of a rough one in the bedroom. I like it kinky" she was a huge sadomasochistic and loved pain, mostly being hurt but sometimes when being dominant she enjoyed being rough with her partners as well and she wanted to be sure Jung could handle it, even tough girls were sometimes more vanilla in bed it was always a gamble when it came to them.

Jung-Hwa's breath hitched—not from surprise, but from thrill. As Hayden’s lips danced up her neck and that voice slipped like sin into her ear, Jung-Hwa didn’t flinch, didn’t shy away. No, her body leaned into it, the tension between them crackling like exposed wire. Her skin tingled under Hayden’s kisses, the kind of goosebumps that weren’t from nerves but anticipation. And when Hayden nibbled, whispered about being rough, about liking it *kinky*—Jung-Hwa’s smirk curved into something darker, wicked and dripping with approval. She turned her head slowly, their lips almost touching now. Her voice was low, hoarse, dangerous. “You think you need to warn me?” Her hand slid around Hayden’s thigh, squeezing gently—possessive, teasing. “Baby, I didn’t survive the K-pop industry and come out smoking joints and cursing at the world just to be soft under the sheets.” She leaned in, her lips brushing Hayden’s ear now. “I like pain. I like bruises that I forget the reason for until I move the wrong way and remember exactly what we did the night before. I like marks. I like being tied down. I like losing control—or taking it.” She bit gently at Hayden’s earlobe. “I’m not here for vanilla, I’m here to burn.” Pulling back just enough to meet Hayden’s eyes, she added with a sultry laugh, “So go ahead. Taste me. But don’t act surprised when you’re the one begging for more.” She tilted her head, exposing more of her neck like an open challenge. “You want kinky? Let’s find out who’s rougher, sweetheart.”

"Trust me, you needed a warning. I don't doubt you are kinky and enjoy it rough but I got into fistfights because of the thrill, I had my ex carve into my skin with a knife...that's kinky" She lifts her head by her chin and smirks "You think surviving the K-pop industry made you tough? Hey, I know that's a brutal world out there but you have no idea the hell I've been through...well...you heard some of it.." she shrugs "I don't need a taste. I know what I want when I want it. I think it's you who may need to have a taste of me before deciding I'm what you want, I'm not to everyone's taste" she pulls her close so their lips are inches apart "If I finally met my match, someone who wouldn't be afraid to be covered in cigarette burns, sliced by sharp blades and covered in blood...someone who can handle my dark side enough to earn my soft side. Most I've been with have been far too weak to handle anything close to that" she pouted cutely "Only when I've been with men have I gotten any of that, but I prefer having a pretty girl between my legs...or on my face" she kisses her deeply moving her hand to the back of her head so she can't pull away. She then bites her lip as she pulls away from the kiss "We don't need to argue over who is kinkier..I think in time we will find out" she leans in and nibbles on her ear again "But I still think I outrank..." She wanted to be the kinkier one cause it excited her to know she would be the more dominant one of the two, though Hayden would absolutely bottom from time to time she was always a power bottom even then.

Jung-Hwa let the kiss happen, let Hayden take control for a moment, her hands tightening around the girl’s hips as their mouths clashed in a mix of heat and dominance. When Hayden pulled back with that smug little bite and her breath heavy with lust and challenge, Jung-Hwa didn’t look flustered, she looked ignited. She licked her lips, tasting the kiss like it was something she could roll over her tongue and savor for later. Then she leaned in slowly, until her lips ghosted over Hayden’s jaw and whispered, “Fistfights? Knife play? You think blood makes you scary, baby?” Her voice dripped with something darker now—smooth and venomous. “ I’ve begged for it. I’ve cried with a gag in my mouth and asked for more. I’ve been chained to a bed for twelve hours just to learn where the edge between pain and ecstasy really is.” She tilted her head and locked eyes, unwavering, fire crackling in her stare. “You think I’m weak because I was an idol? That all I’ve seen is glitter and fans? No, sweetheart… I survived being loved by the world and hated by it overnight. I survived watching my dreams shatter and being called disgusting for needing a joint to breathe again. I’ve danced in stilettos with cracked ribs and smiled through betrayals worse than a cheating wife.” Then, she smirked again—dark, playful, and daring. “And now? I don’t break. Not in life, and definitely not in bed.” She leaned in closer, brushing her lips against Hayden’s again but not giving her another kiss teasing, denying. Her breath was hot on her skin as she whispered, “But let’s get one thing straight—I’m not most people. You think you’re too much?” Her tongue flicked over Hayden’s bottom lip, slow and possessive. “Then I’m exactly enough.” She sat back slightly, legs parted now, her posture full of taunting confidence, then added with a low, sultry grin, “And when I’m done with you, you’re going to be the one asking me if you can keep up. But I’ll let you have your little fantasy—for now. Go ahead. Play rough.” She raised an eyebrow, challenging her. “But remember, baby… I bite back.”

"You may bite back but when I bite, there is poison. Slowly over time, you become addicted like it's a fucking drug" moved her hand to the girl's throat, Hayden wasn't a crazy tall person, she was about 5 foot 6 but she carried herself taller and the aura was intense. She smirked as her grip tightened on the girl's neck at first it was gentle and only in a way to turn her on but it became aggressive and more violent as she became annoyed. They were near the wall as they were sitting at a table off to the side so she pressed the girl against the wall and looked her in the eyes, her gaze was sharp and had a fire in it that was intense and inhuman. "When I am done with you....you will beg God to save your soul...to forgive you for the sinful acts you committed. But not even Satan would dare look in your direction after you are used up..." She moved her grip back to being sensual so she was restricting her breathing but in a way that was kinky rather than chokey. She then leaned in close so her mouth was inches away from her ear, and her breath was hot against it "I will fuck you up so bad that you will be permanently mine, if anyone touches you, they will regret ever being fucking born" she moves down and bites her neck hard leaving a teeth mark and sucks on it long enough to leave a hickey behind as well. It was almost like she was willing to take a chunk out of her neck if she was any rougher but she didn't. She then moves back up to look her in the eyes. Her deep brown eyes were now a deep red with a bit of a glow "You are mine now, if you try to say otherwise I will make your life a living hell...I've claimed my property...all because you were a fucking brat and pissed me off...should have been a good girl and I would have played along...too bad cause you seemed so nice before" She laughs bitterly then kisses her roughly.

Jung-Hwa’s body shuddered under Hayden’s grip, her back pressed firmly to the wall, breath stuttering as fingers tightened around her throat. Her hands, once confident and teasing, now trembled at her sides. Her heart thundered in her chest—part fear, part raw, uncontrollable desire. Hayden's voice, venomous and possessive, slithered into her ears and wrapped around her like chains she wanted to wear. The hickey burned. The bite throbbed. She felt owned. Her eyes widened, lips slightly parted, gaze flickering between Hayden’s glowing red eyes and the space between them—like prey caught in the gaze of a predator, helpless but aching to be devoured. ”I…” Her voice was barely a whisper, hoarse and breathy. “I didn’t mean to… piss you off…” She tried to speak confidently, but it faltered, melting into a shaky exhale as her hands slowly rose to rest against Hayden’s chest—not to push her away, but as if silently begging for more. The dominance, the threat, the way Hayden handled her—it pulled something out of her she hadn’t let surface in years. She felt small, but in a way that made her body pulse with heat, with anticipation. “I’m sorry,” she murmured, lowering her gaze submissively, throat twitching against the hand holding it. “I’ll be good… I promise…” She tilted her head slightly, exposing more of her neck—inviting another bite, another mark, whatever Hayden wanted to leave behind. “I’m yours,” she whispered, voice dripping with quiet surrender. “Do whatever you want to me… just don’t stop.”

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

"I wouldn't say it if I wasn't serious, you will quickly learn that unless I am high off my ass or laughing...I am serious. I am far from high and I haven't laughed once" She noticed the brush of her hand and then quickly grabbed her hand. She then smirked "I only want a taste for now...but I will devour you whole as soon as I can, don't you worry" She moved to sit closer to her, now side by side she moved the girl's hair away from her neck and leaned in sniffing her "You smell delightful..." bold girls like her always smelled the best. She then glanced up at her before trailing some kisses up her neck to her ear and spoke softly into her ear "You sure you can handle me? I've been married twice and dated so many people...none have stuck around...such a shame...I was so happy at certain points" with one of her relationships she had been very happy but still her girl wanted a divorce because she claimed Hayden was too much for her due to her mental health issues which made no sense since Hayden was the happiest and healthiest she had been in so long but after that, it started a downward spiral that led to her meeting her first male partner. She nibbles on the girl's ear "You seem tough, I think you can handle quite a bit. But I don't want to hurt you, I have grown so much...I just want to warn you.." she moves down to nibble on her neck "Despite how "soft" I seem to have become....I am a bit of a rough one in the bedroom. I like it kinky" she was a huge sadomasochistic and loved pain, mostly being hurt but sometimes when being dominant she enjoyed being rough with her partners as well and she wanted to be sure Jung could handle it, even tough girls were sometimes more vanilla in bed it was always a gamble when it came to them.

Jung-Hwa's breath hitched—not from surprise, but from thrill. As Hayden’s lips danced up her neck and that voice slipped like sin into her ear, Jung-Hwa didn’t flinch, didn’t shy away. No, her body leaned into it, the tension between them crackling like exposed wire. Her skin tingled under Hayden’s kisses, the kind of goosebumps that weren’t from nerves but anticipation. And when Hayden nibbled, whispered about being rough, about liking it *kinky*—Jung-Hwa’s smirk curved into something darker, wicked and dripping with approval. She turned her head slowly, their lips almost touching now. Her voice was low, hoarse, dangerous. “You think you need to warn me?” Her hand slid around Hayden’s thigh, squeezing gently—possessive, teasing. “Baby, I didn’t survive the K-pop industry and come out smoking joints and cursing at the world just to be soft under the sheets.” She leaned in, her lips brushing Hayden’s ear now. “I like pain. I like bruises that I forget the reason for until I move the wrong way and remember exactly what we did the night before. I like marks. I like being tied down. I like losing control—or taking it.” She bit gently at Hayden’s earlobe. “I’m not here for vanilla, I’m here to burn.” Pulling back just enough to meet Hayden’s eyes, she added with a sultry laugh, “So go ahead. Taste me. But don’t act surprised when you’re the one begging for more.” She tilted her head, exposing more of her neck like an open challenge. “You want kinky? Let’s find out who’s rougher, sweetheart.”

"Trust me, you needed a warning. I don't doubt you are kinky and enjoy it rough but I got into fistfights because of the thrill, I had my ex carve into my skin with a knife...that's kinky" She lifts her head by her chin and smirks "You think surviving the K-pop industry made you tough? Hey, I know that's a brutal world out there but you have no idea the hell I've been through...well...you heard some of it.." she shrugs "I don't need a taste. I know what I want when I want it. I think it's you who may need to have a taste of me before deciding I'm what you want, I'm not to everyone's taste" she pulls her close so their lips are inches apart "If I finally met my match, someone who wouldn't be afraid to be covered in cigarette burns, sliced by sharp blades and covered in blood...someone who can handle my dark side enough to earn my soft side. Most I've been with have been far too weak to handle anything close to that" she pouted cutely "Only when I've been with men have I gotten any of that, but I prefer having a pretty girl between my legs...or on my face" she kisses her deeply moving her hand to the back of her head so she can't pull away. She then bites her lip as she pulls away from the kiss "We don't need to argue over who is kinkier..I think in time we will find out" she leans in and nibbles on her ear again "But I still think I outrank..." She wanted to be the kinkier one cause it excited her to know she would be the more dominant one of the two, though Hayden would absolutely bottom from time to time she was always a power bottom even then.

Jung-Hwa let the kiss happen, let Hayden take control for a moment, her hands tightening around the girl’s hips as their mouths clashed in a mix of heat and dominance. When Hayden pulled back with that smug little bite and her breath heavy with lust and challenge, Jung-Hwa didn’t look flustered, she looked ignited. She licked her lips, tasting the kiss like it was something she could roll over her tongue and savor for later. Then she leaned in slowly, until her lips ghosted over Hayden’s jaw and whispered, “Fistfights? Knife play? You think blood makes you scary, baby?” Her voice dripped with something darker now—smooth and venomous. “ I’ve begged for it. I’ve cried with a gag in my mouth and asked for more. I’ve been chained to a bed for twelve hours just to learn where the edge between pain and ecstasy really is.” She tilted her head and locked eyes, unwavering, fire crackling in her stare. “You think I’m weak because I was an idol? That all I’ve seen is glitter and fans? No, sweetheart… I survived being loved by the world and hated by it overnight. I survived watching my dreams shatter and being called disgusting for needing a joint to breathe again. I’ve danced in stilettos with cracked ribs and smiled through betrayals worse than a cheating wife.” Then, she smirked again—dark, playful, and daring. “And now? I don’t break. Not in life, and definitely not in bed.” She leaned in closer, brushing her lips against Hayden’s again but not giving her another kiss teasing, denying. Her breath was hot on her skin as she whispered, “But let’s get one thing straight—I’m not most people. You think you’re too much?” Her tongue flicked over Hayden’s bottom lip, slow and possessive. “Then I’m exactly enough.” She sat back slightly, legs parted now, her posture full of taunting confidence, then added with a low, sultry grin, “And when I’m done with you, you’re going to be the one asking me if you can keep up. But I’ll let you have your little fantasy—for now. Go ahead. Play rough.” She raised an eyebrow, challenging her. “But remember, baby… I bite back.”

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

"I wouldn't say it if I wasn't serious, you will quickly learn that unless I am high off my ass or laughing...I am serious. I am far from high and I haven't laughed once" She noticed the brush of her hand and then quickly grabbed her hand. She then smirked "I only want a taste for now...but I will devour you whole as soon as I can, don't you worry" She moved to sit closer to her, now side by side she moved the girl's hair away from her neck and leaned in sniffing her "You smell delightful..." bold girls like her always smelled the best. She then glanced up at her before trailing some kisses up her neck to her ear and spoke softly into her ear "You sure you can handle me? I've been married twice and dated so many people...none have stuck around...such a shame...I was so happy at certain points" with one of her relationships she had been very happy but still her girl wanted a divorce because she claimed Hayden was too much for her due to her mental health issues which made no sense since Hayden was the happiest and healthiest she had been in so long but after that, it started a downward spiral that led to her meeting her first male partner. She nibbles on the girl's ear "You seem tough, I think you can handle quite a bit. But I don't want to hurt you, I have grown so much...I just want to warn you.." she moves down to nibble on her neck "Despite how "soft" I seem to have become....I am a bit of a rough one in the bedroom. I like it kinky" she was a huge sadomasochistic and loved pain, mostly being hurt but sometimes when being dominant she enjoyed being rough with her partners as well and she wanted to be sure Jung could handle it, even tough girls were sometimes more vanilla in bed it was always a gamble when it came to them.

Jung-Hwa's breath hitched—not from surprise, but from thrill. As Hayden’s lips danced up her neck and that voice slipped like sin into her ear, Jung-Hwa didn’t flinch, didn’t shy away. No, her body leaned into it, the tension between them crackling like exposed wire. Her skin tingled under Hayden’s kisses, the kind of goosebumps that weren’t from nerves but anticipation. And when Hayden nibbled, whispered about being rough, about liking it *kinky*—Jung-Hwa’s smirk curved into something darker, wicked and dripping with approval. She turned her head slowly, their lips almost touching now. Her voice was low, hoarse, dangerous. “You think you need to warn me?” Her hand slid around Hayden’s thigh, squeezing gently—possessive, teasing. “Baby, I didn’t survive the K-pop industry and come out smoking joints and cursing at the world just to be soft under the sheets.” She leaned in, her lips brushing Hayden’s ear now. “I like pain. I like bruises that I forget the reason for until I move the wrong way and remember exactly what we did the night before. I like marks. I like being tied down. I like losing control—or taking it.” She bit gently at Hayden’s earlobe. “I’m not here for vanilla, I’m here to burn.” Pulling back just enough to meet Hayden’s eyes, she added with a sultry laugh, “So go ahead. Taste me. But don’t act surprised when you’re the one begging for more.” She tilted her head, exposing more of her neck like an open challenge. “You want kinky? Let’s find out who’s rougher, sweetheart.”

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1. “Flirt in the Moonlight”

Genre: Funky pop with retro synths

Vibe: Late-night flirtation, smooth moves, neon lights.

Concept: He sees someone across the room and turns on his charm. Fans love the cheeky smiles and silky falsetto.

2. “Velvet Heart”

Genre: R&B-pop

Vibe: Sensual and slow, with velvety vocals.

Concept: A song for intimate moments—loving someone so gently it’s like touching velvet.

3. “Only When You Smile”

Genre: Bright acoustic pop

Vibe: Heartwarming, sunny, and pure.

Concept: The whole world fades when they smile. Fans describe this one as “boyfriend material in a song.”

4. “Call Me Yours”

Genre: Upbeat dance-pop

Vibe: Playful, confident, fan-service heavy.

Concept: He’s daring them to take the lead and claim him. It’s catchy, bold, and screams fan favorite.

5. “Midnight Confession”

Genre: Synth ballad

Vibe: Mysterious, emotional, dreamy.

Concept: Alone at night, he finally admits everything he’s been hiding in his heart.

6. “Rain on Sunday”

Genre: Soft R&B with lo-fi beats

Vibe: Comforting and emotional.

Concept: A love that feels like home. Perfect for rainy day playlists and quiet moments.

7. “Kiss Me Later”

Genre: Retro-pop with 80s vibes

Vibe: Teasing, high-energy, flirty.

Concept: A fun chase between two people who know what’s coming—but want to enjoy the wait.

8. “If You Knew”

Genre: Emotional power ballad

Vibe: Vulnerable, powerful vocals.

Concept: The pain of loving someone in silence. A fan favorite for live stages with raw emotion.

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

Hayden was caught off guard by the girl's reaction, she didn't expect it at all but she was pleased. She sighed "I learned from my mistakes and I am not who I was back then...as much as I want to blame my past trauma for becoming the way I was when I was with her...I have to also accept that I was just an alcoholic in a shit place and she was someone I took my anger out on. Yes trauma led me to that dark place but I can't take the blame off myself" She smiles a little "Thank you...it's nice knowing someone is proud of me...I've never had that..." She was never close with her family and had struggled so much her whole life so finally someone, even a stranger was proud of her efforts and it was nice. She always felt like she was a ghost in the background, forgotten and left to wallow in their woes. She finally had someone who saw her and felt similar pains before and she enjoyed that feeling of not being alone for once. She had finished her drink but she held out her glass anyway "Surviving is hard and fuck anyone who doesn't appreciate your efforts" She sits back pulling out a cigarette and lighting it, she knew smoking was allowed in that club so she didn't hesitate for a second, she took a long drag then blew the smoke out slowly before letting out a soft content sigh, she was finally feeling a little bit of joy for once.

Jung-Hwa grinned at Hayden’s toast and leaned forward, her cigarette balanced loosely between her fingers, smoke curling up around her like a crown of rebellion. “Damn right,” she said, voice low and sharp like cracked velvet. “Surviving is brutal fucking work. Anyone who doesn’t see that can choke on their ignorance.”She took a drag, then blew the smoke to the side before tilting her head, eyes lingering on Hayden with a mix of curiosity and heat. “You’ve been through hell and you’re still standing there, owning your shit, looking like a goddess in black with that ‘don’t-fuck-with-me’ attitude? Shit, I’d buy you a drink even if you weren’t celebrating.” Jung-Hwa leaned in just a little, smirking as she ashed her cigarette in the tray with a flick. “Most people don’t have the guts to say what you just said out loud. Not to strangers, not even to themselves. You didn’t just survive—you dragged yourself out of the pit by your teeth, and now you’re sitting here lighting a cigarette like a fucking phoenix.” She raised her glass again, just a little. “So here’s to you, Hayden—the kind of beautiful, broken that rebuilds into something dangerous. And here’s to not giving a single fuck about who can’t handle that.” Then, almost teasing, her voice dipped lower, eyes playful. “And if you ever get tired of drinking alone... I happen to make excellent bad decisions with pretty girls.”

"Hey I offered to buy you a drink..." she shrugged then leaned in "If that is your way of asking me out then sure. I'd love to keep you around. You seem fun. You don't try to dim my flame but instead you add kindling to the fire" she takes another drag of her cigarette then leans her head back a bit and blows out smoke rings, a skill she learned from years of smoking pot. "I don't need another drink. As I said I'm trying to behave these days" She still got shitfaced at times but only when she was "partying" and right now was just her celebrating her 6 and a half months off hard drugs and not really a partying type of situation. She tilts her head "We are both broken...but I think together we can combine to make something entirely new and uniquely wonderful" She finished her cigarette after a bit then stubbed it out before leaning her elbows on the table and leaning closer to the pretty girl "You are so pretty, total eye-candy" she smirks, "I think I might want a taste, see how sweet you are" she was okay at flirting once she felt comfortable around the person and thankfully she was comfortable enough by now that she was pretty smooth with it.

Jung-Hwa’s smirk turned wicked, eyes glinting like a flame just got poured gasoline. She leaned in closer, the air between them thick with smoke and tension, her voice dropping into something low and intoxicating. “Oh, sweetheart... you say you want a taste, but I don’t think you realize what you’re biting into.”Her gaze flicked down to Hayden’s lips again, slower this time, lingering there like she was already imagining how they’d feel against hers. “I’m not the kind of girl you flirt with in a bar and forget by morning. I stick. In your head, under your skin, between your legs if you’re lucky.” She let that sit in the air for a second before continuing, fingers toying lazily with her empty glass. “You’re dangerous too, Hayden. I can see it in the way you carry yourself—all that fire and pain wrapped up in a black outfit and a tongue sharp enough to cut glass.” Her voice curled into something husky, seductive. “I don’t want sweet. I want raw. I want someone who can take the heat and still beg for more.” She reached out, fingers brushing against Hayden’s hand, slow and deliberate. “So if you’re serious about wanting a taste…” Her smirk widened, eyes burning with challenge, “you’d better be ready to devour because I don’t come in half-measures, baby. I come in bruises and moans and nails down your back.” She sat back just enough to breathe, then added with a crooked, teasing grin, “Still think you can handle me, Hayden? Or are you just talking pretty?”

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

Hayden was caught off guard by the girl's reaction, she didn't expect it at all but she was pleased. She sighed "I learned from my mistakes and I am not who I was back then...as much as I want to blame my past trauma for becoming the way I was when I was with her...I have to also accept that I was just an alcoholic in a shit place and she was someone I took my anger out on. Yes trauma led me to that dark place but I can't take the blame off myself" She smiles a little "Thank you...it's nice knowing someone is proud of me...I've never had that..." She was never close with her family and had struggled so much her whole life so finally someone, even a stranger was proud of her efforts and it was nice. She always felt like she was a ghost in the background, forgotten and left to wallow in their woes. She finally had someone who saw her and felt similar pains before and she enjoyed that feeling of not being alone for once. She had finished her drink but she held out her glass anyway "Surviving is hard and fuck anyone who doesn't appreciate your efforts" She sits back pulling out a cigarette and lighting it, she knew smoking was allowed in that club so she didn't hesitate for a second, she took a long drag then blew the smoke out slowly before letting out a soft content sigh, she was finally feeling a little bit of joy for once.

Jung-Hwa grinned at Hayden’s toast and leaned forward, her cigarette balanced loosely between her fingers, smoke curling up around her like a crown of rebellion. “Damn right,” she said, voice low and sharp like cracked velvet. “Surviving is brutal fucking work. Anyone who doesn’t see that can choke on their ignorance.”She took a drag, then blew the smoke to the side before tilting her head, eyes lingering on Hayden with a mix of curiosity and heat. “You’ve been through hell and you’re still standing there, owning your shit, looking like a goddess in black with that ‘don’t-fuck-with-me’ attitude? Shit, I’d buy you a drink even if you weren’t celebrating.” Jung-Hwa leaned in just a little, smirking as she ashed her cigarette in the tray with a flick. “Most people don’t have the guts to say what you just said out loud. Not to strangers, not even to themselves. You didn’t just survive—you dragged yourself out of the pit by your teeth, and now you’re sitting here lighting a cigarette like a fucking phoenix.” She raised her glass again, just a little. “So here’s to you, Hayden—the kind of beautiful, broken that rebuilds into something dangerous. And here’s to not giving a single fuck about who can’t handle that.” Then, almost teasing, her voice dipped lower, eyes playful. “And if you ever get tired of drinking alone... I happen to make excellent bad decisions with pretty girls.”

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

Jung-Hwa raised a dark, arched brow at Hayden’s response, a hint of amusement flickering in her tired eyes. Dressed in an oversized black hoodie layered over a mesh crop top, baggy jeans hanging low on her hips, and thick combat boots, she looked both effortlessly cool and like she hadn’t slept in a week. She twirled a ring on her finger before finally taking the offered seat, her posture lazy yet oddly deliberate. "Nightmare, huh? Bold of you to assume I don’t like a little chaos in my dreams," she mused, smirking as she leaned back against the chair. "But hey, if you're offering, I won’t say no to a drink." She glanced around the bar, tapping her fingers idly on the table. "Didn’t peg you as the type to play hostess for strangers. You always this generous, or am I just lucky tonight?"

"Let's just say you got lucky I am in a generous mood tonight" She finished her own drink and then motioned to the server, she ordered herself another drink and whatever the girl wanted. She then took her phone from the table and slid it into her pocket, she was wearing a simple black outfit but it worked well with her chill atmosphere. Once they got their drinks she glanced over and pushed some hair from her eyes, so she could see the pretty girl more easily. "I'm Hye-bin..." she cringed at her name "You can call me Hayden" she gave a brief but genuine smile then picked up her glass taking a sip.

Jung-Hwa watched her with a lazy sort of interest, fingers tracing the condensation on her glass before she finally picked it up. “Hayden, huh?” she repeated, rolling the name around in her mouth like she was testing how it felt. “Alright. Jung-Hwa.” She didn’t bother offering a fake name—if Hayden knew who she was, she’d find out eventually. If she didn’t, even better. She took a slow sip of her drink, her sharp eyes scanning Hayden like she was trying to piece her together. “So, Hayden… you always drinking alone, or is this just one of those ‘figuring-my-life-out’ phases?” The question wasn’t judgmental, just blunt. She had a habit of cutting straight to the point.

Hayden wasn't a fake name, it was a preferred name, it sounded similar to her Korean name and it was just what she always went by. She shrugs "I'm always alone these days, I cut most of my friends from my life because they all led me down a path I wasn't happy with but I'm also just celebrating six and a half months off hard drugs, alone because I did this on my own...something I never thought I'd do" She still smoked weed and drank alcohol but she was in a place where she was drinking less and no longer relying on substances to feel okay. She sips her drink and then glances at the girl "Judge me all you want, I've stopped giving a fuck years ago...I have been through hell and now I'm just trying to get by day to day as best I can" She was pretty blunt too but she knew when to reel it in and avoid hurting people's feelings. Thankfully Hayden wasn't so easily hurt so she didn't care how blunt this girl was.

Jung-Hwa didn’t speak right away. She just watched Hayden with that unreadable expression she’d perfected over the years—one that masked everything but hinted at a whole lot more underneath. Eventually, she gave a low chuckle, not mocking, more like… impressed. “No judgment,” she said, voice softer now, losing a bit of that usual edge. “Six and a half months? That’s real. And doing it alone?” She looked down at her glass. “Hardest fucking thing in the world.” She tapped a chipped black nail against the rim. “People don’t get how much it takes just to keep breathing when your whole body’s screaming for a hit, a drink, something to shut everything off.” Her jaw tensed, and for a second, it looked like she was going to leave it at that. But then she added, “I smoked my career into the ground. Couldn’t even stop when they begged me to. Now I busk under fake names and avoid mirrors.” Her eyes flicked back up to Hayden. “So trust me, I’m not in the business of judging people who are just trying to survive.” She lifted her glass in a small toast. “To still being here, yeah?”

She raises her glass and then nods "I still smoke...weed keeps me sane....but that's for mental crap...at least I didn't do crack or smoke meth...I also can't give up alcohol....but I've cut back and only drink on weekends...I'm proud of where I am...but it's so fucking tough.." she sighs "I relied on drugs for so long...it made me feel okay...normal.....after years of trauma and abuse...I just wanted an escape....so popping pills and needles.." she sips her drink then sits back sighing. "After my last relationship...I left the country...I gave up everything...I ran like I had to hide...like I was ashamed.." She looks down as she taps on her glass. She continues to speak but avoids eye contact "I deserved the pain I went through...I was awful to her...I was broken and took out my anger and frustration incorrectly...I was at the height of my alcoholism and she got the worst of it....when she cheated on me....got pregnant and we split up...I started hard drugs..." She was not proud of her past and she wasn't sure why she was telling this all to a stranger but it felt nice letting it out, it had been so long since she last spoke about any of it. "I left Korea at the peak of my drug problem...I was gone for a while...I started therapy and decided I didn't like what I was doing to myself...I started to get clean and when I first got off hard drugs I returned to Korea...and I've only been back as long as I've been off the drugs" She glances over "I went through a lot way before that last relationship...but that was my breaking point...I fell apart...we were..married and I was awful to her...and she cheated...I will never not hurt because of it...but I know I got what I deserved..." She downs the last of her drink and then shakes her head "Being off the drugs and being in control of myself when I drink and drinking less...I hope I've at least made her proud...I wish I had someone to be proud of me..." she had no family so she had no idea if her efforts were worth it and if she had actually done any good since no one was there to encourage her or tell her how proud they were.

Jung-Hwa listened in silence, no interruptions, no sarcastic quips—just quiet, focused presence. Her fingers were curled around her drink, untouched, as Hayden laid it all out. When Hayden finally stopped, she exhaled slowly, like she’d been holding her breath the whole time. “…You really think no one’s proud of you?” she asked, voice low. “Shit, Hayden… I don’t even know you, and I’m proud of you.” She looked over, really looked at her this time. “Not because you were perfect. Not because you didn’t screw up. But because you got back up after all of it. People don’t get how hard that is. They don’t see the nights you sit alone, fighting every fucking instinct telling you to go back to what broke you. But I do.” She paused, taking a small sip of her drink before setting it down. “We all have blood on our hands, whether it’s ours or someone else’s. You’re not the only one who’s hurt people you loved while drowning in your own shit. I hurt people too—fans, friends, people who thought they could save me.” A bitter laugh escaped her. “I hated who I became. Still do, most days. But you? You made it back. You’re here. You’re honest about it. That’s rare.” She shifted in her seat, a little uncomfortable with how vulnerable she’d let herself get, but there was something about Hayden that made it feel okay. Like they were just two ghosts at a bar who understood each other in a way no one else really could. “I know I’m just some random girl in a hoodie who walked up with a bad pickup line,” she added, smirking a little, “but… if you ever need someone who gets it? I’m not hard to find.” She held out her glass again, quieter this time. “To fucking surviving.”

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

Jung-Hwa raised a dark, arched brow at Hayden’s response, a hint of amusement flickering in her tired eyes. Dressed in an oversized black hoodie layered over a mesh crop top, baggy jeans hanging low on her hips, and thick combat boots, she looked both effortlessly cool and like she hadn’t slept in a week. She twirled a ring on her finger before finally taking the offered seat, her posture lazy yet oddly deliberate. "Nightmare, huh? Bold of you to assume I don’t like a little chaos in my dreams," she mused, smirking as she leaned back against the chair. "But hey, if you're offering, I won’t say no to a drink." She glanced around the bar, tapping her fingers idly on the table. "Didn’t peg you as the type to play hostess for strangers. You always this generous, or am I just lucky tonight?"

"Let's just say you got lucky I am in a generous mood tonight" She finished her own drink and then motioned to the server, she ordered herself another drink and whatever the girl wanted. She then took her phone from the table and slid it into her pocket, she was wearing a simple black outfit but it worked well with her chill atmosphere. Once they got their drinks she glanced over and pushed some hair from her eyes, so she could see the pretty girl more easily. "I'm Hye-bin..." she cringed at her name "You can call me Hayden" she gave a brief but genuine smile then picked up her glass taking a sip.

Jung-Hwa watched her with a lazy sort of interest, fingers tracing the condensation on her glass before she finally picked it up. “Hayden, huh?” she repeated, rolling the name around in her mouth like she was testing how it felt. “Alright. Jung-Hwa.” She didn’t bother offering a fake name—if Hayden knew who she was, she’d find out eventually. If she didn’t, even better. She took a slow sip of her drink, her sharp eyes scanning Hayden like she was trying to piece her together. “So, Hayden… you always drinking alone, or is this just one of those ‘figuring-my-life-out’ phases?” The question wasn’t judgmental, just blunt. She had a habit of cutting straight to the point.

Hayden wasn't a fake name, it was a preferred name, it sounded similar to her Korean name and it was just what she always went by. She shrugs "I'm always alone these days, I cut most of my friends from my life because they all led me down a path I wasn't happy with but I'm also just celebrating six and a half months off hard drugs, alone because I did this on my own...something I never thought I'd do" She still smoked weed and drank alcohol but she was in a place where she was drinking less and no longer relying on substances to feel okay. She sips her drink and then glances at the girl "Judge me all you want, I've stopped giving a fuck years ago...I have been through hell and now I'm just trying to get by day to day as best I can" She was pretty blunt too but she knew when to reel it in and avoid hurting people's feelings. Thankfully Hayden wasn't so easily hurt so she didn't care how blunt this girl was.

Jung-Hwa didn’t speak right away. She just watched Hayden with that unreadable expression she’d perfected over the years—one that masked everything but hinted at a whole lot more underneath. Eventually, she gave a low chuckle, not mocking, more like… impressed. “No judgment,” she said, voice softer now, losing a bit of that usual edge. “Six and a half months? That’s real. And doing it alone?” She looked down at her glass. “Hardest fucking thing in the world.” She tapped a chipped black nail against the rim. “People don’t get how much it takes just to keep breathing when your whole body’s screaming for a hit, a drink, something to shut everything off.” Her jaw tensed, and for a second, it looked like she was going to leave it at that. But then she added, “I smoked my career into the ground. Couldn’t even stop when they begged me to. Now I busk under fake names and avoid mirrors.” Her eyes flicked back up to Hayden. “So trust me, I’m not in the business of judging people who are just trying to survive.” She lifted her glass in a small toast. “To still being here, yeah?”

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

Jung-Hwa raised a dark, arched brow at Hayden’s response, a hint of amusement flickering in her tired eyes. Dressed in an oversized black hoodie layered over a mesh crop top, baggy jeans hanging low on her hips, and thick combat boots, she looked both effortlessly cool and like she hadn’t slept in a week. She twirled a ring on her finger before finally taking the offered seat, her posture lazy yet oddly deliberate. "Nightmare, huh? Bold of you to assume I don’t like a little chaos in my dreams," she mused, smirking as she leaned back against the chair. "But hey, if you're offering, I won’t say no to a drink." She glanced around the bar, tapping her fingers idly on the table. "Didn’t peg you as the type to play hostess for strangers. You always this generous, or am I just lucky tonight?"

"Let's just say you got lucky I am in a generous mood tonight" She finished her own drink and then motioned to the server, she ordered herself another drink and whatever the girl wanted. She then took her phone from the table and slid it into her pocket, she was wearing a simple black outfit but it worked well with her chill atmosphere. Once they got their drinks she glanced over and pushed some hair from her eyes, so she could see the pretty girl more easily. "I'm Hye-bin..." she cringed at her name "You can call me Hayden" she gave a brief but genuine smile then picked up her glass taking a sip.

Jung-Hwa watched her with a lazy sort of interest, fingers tracing the condensation on her glass before she finally picked it up. “Hayden, huh?” she repeated, rolling the name around in her mouth like she was testing how it felt. “Alright. Jung-Hwa.” She didn’t bother offering a fake name—if Hayden knew who she was, she’d find out eventually. If she didn’t, even better. She took a slow sip of her drink, her sharp eyes scanning Hayden like she was trying to piece her together. “So, Hayden… you always drinking alone, or is this just one of those ‘figuring-my-life-out’ phases?” The question wasn’t judgmental, just blunt. She had a habit of cutting straight to the point.

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

Jung-Hwa raised a dark, arched brow at Hayden’s response, a hint of amusement flickering in her tired eyes. Dressed in an oversized black hoodie layered over a mesh crop top, baggy jeans hanging low on her hips, and thick combat boots, she looked both effortlessly cool and like she hadn’t slept in a week. She twirled a ring on her finger before finally taking the offered seat, her posture lazy yet oddly deliberate. "Nightmare, huh? Bold of you to assume I don’t like a little chaos in my dreams," she mused, smirking as she leaned back against the chair. "But hey, if you're offering, I won’t say no to a drink." She glanced around the bar, tapping her fingers idly on the table. "Didn’t peg you as the type to play hostess for strangers. You always this generous, or am I just lucky tonight?"

*she was about to smoke her weed but decides to put it away*

"Do you- uhm... Do you..."

*she stutters because she is never sure of what she wants to say*

"Ah, forget about it..."

"Oh- okay! If you need anything, i can help!"

*She said, as her english had a strong japanese accent*

"I just think... uh… you look really pretty."

*Jung-Hwa’s voice wavers, her usual sharpness softened into something almost fragile. A faint blush creeps up her cheeks, unfamiliar and uninvited. She’s spent so long drowning herself in smoke and bitterness that feelings like this—real, unfiltered—feel foreign, almost terrifying*

"Uhm... wou— would… would you like to uhm..."

*Her words falter, tangled between her hesitations and the weight of something she doesn’t quite know how to handle. She clenches her jaw, frustrated with herself, her fingers twitching as if reaching for a cigarette out of habit—but there’s nothing to hide behind this time. Just her, vulnerable and exposed*

"Would i like...?"

*Jung-Hwa swallows hard, cursing herself for even starting this. She glances away, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her hoodie as she mutters,*

"Shit…"

*Taking a deep breath, she forces herself to meet Kiyomi’s gaze again, her usual cold demeanor cracking at the edges*

"Would you like to… I don’t know… maybe go out? Or something?"

"Forget it," *she adds quickly, her lips pressing into a tight line* "It’s dumb, never mind."

*But she doesn’t walk away. Doesn’t look away. As if—despite everything—some small part of her still hopes Kiyomi will say yes*

"sure! Why not? There's a pretty bar close by, maybe we can have a friends hang out!"

*Jung-Hwa's eyes widen, disbelief flickering across her face before she catches herself, quickly masking it with a small, almost nervous smile*

"Wait... really?"

*Her heart picks up, but she forces herself to stay cool, to hide the excitement that she definitely isn’t used to feeling. She nods slowly, trying to sound more confident than she actually feels*

"Yeah, that sounds good. A 'friends hang out,' huh?"

*Her words come out a little more sarcastic than she intends, but it's her default, her way of protecting herself*

*She shifts, hands still tucked into her hoodie pockets, but now there's a slight bounce to her step—something lighter, even if she tries to act like it's no big deal*

"Alright, let's see if this bar is as 'pretty' as you say it is."

*She smirks, the tension easing just a little as she looks at Kiyomi, something unspoken lingering between them, though she's still unsure what this all even means*

*she was about to smoke her weed but decides to put it away*

"Do you- uhm... Do you..."

*she stutters because she is never sure of what she wants to say*

"Ah, forget about it..."

"Oh- okay! If you need anything, i can help!"

*She said, as her english had a strong japanese accent*

"I just think... uh… you look really pretty."

*Jung-Hwa’s voice wavers, her usual sharpness softened into something almost fragile. A faint blush creeps up her cheeks, unfamiliar and uninvited. She’s spent so long drowning herself in smoke and bitterness that feelings like this—real, unfiltered—feel foreign, almost terrifying*

"Uhm... wou— would… would you like to uhm..."

*Her words falter, tangled between her hesitations and the weight of something she doesn’t quite know how to handle. She clenches her jaw, frustrated with herself, her fingers twitching as if reaching for a cigarette out of habit—but there’s nothing to hide behind this time. Just her, vulnerable and exposed*

"Would i like...?"

*Jung-Hwa swallows hard, cursing herself for even starting this. She glances away, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her hoodie as she mutters,*

"Shit…"

*Taking a deep breath, she forces herself to meet Kiyomi’s gaze again, her usual cold demeanor cracking at the edges*

"Would you like to… I don’t know… maybe go out? Or something?"

"Forget it," *she adds quickly, her lips pressing into a tight line* "It’s dumb, never mind."

*But she doesn’t walk away. Doesn’t look away. As if—despite everything—some small part of her still hopes Kiyomi will say yes*