Brooklyn had told herself she would get out more, she would do what she was scared of doing and try to have fun. She was looking down to her phone when the bartender came up. She smiled. “No worries, I can see its busy and no, they haven’t. But I don’t really know what to drink…any recommendations?”
harper was thankful the woman didn’t seem irritated or angry for the long wait. unfortunately, there had been some customers in the past that didn’t like the idea of waiting their turn during busy times but nonetheless, she was much nicer than them it seemed. “ hmm... well it depends on what you like to drink. “ the young sub hummed out before he took a moment to think. “ if you like sweet drinks, we have the signature festival drink which is very sweet and fruity but if you want something more traditional, i could get you a vodka soda or even a whiskey sour? “
There were perks to being young. Drinking, for one, Charlotte could stay out until the early hours of the morning drinking and still make it to work on time without much trouble. Which was probably why she was at the Nightingale on a work night. It didn’t really matter to her that she had work in the morning. No, she had much more pressing matters.
Like the cute little server who’d come to her table several times, his name tag proudly proclaiming his name was HARPER.
Cute.
The next time he came around, she grabbed him gently by the wrist, stilling him. She hummed as she rubbed a slow circle there, hoping to hold his interest for a passing moment. “Hello,” she said to him. “Think you could grab me a tequila sunrise,” she let her gaze drop to his nametag once more, “Harper.” She said his name sweetly, like an invitation.
it wasn’t unusual for patrons to order multiple rounds especially late into the night but this night, he could feel eyes on him. every time he brought a certain brunette a new drink, it was like he was being undressed by her eyes and honestly he worked through his break because he liked it. he secretly liked the attention not that he’d ever make a move, it wasn’t in his nature to be forth right in those kind of matters.
the young sub made his way over to the young brunette, drink in hand just expecting things to go as they did before. as soon as he set down her drink, her hand wrapped around his wrist, making it impossible for him to leave. he could of easily broke free but something about her made him stay still as she spoke. her gaze catching his and instantly entrancing him with her sweet but intense blue eyes. “ y-y-yes, ma’am. “ he nervously replied, his cheeks immediately flushing pink when she spoke his name in that tone.
Carson smirked at the question, knowing obviously the staff hadn’t registered who he was witch such a busy night “Actually, I was just checking you were all okay.” It was busier than last year, but for once, Carson had absolutely no intention of jumping behind the bar to help. “You all coping?” he asked and smiled “Don’t forget to stamp their hands to show they’ve had their free drink.”
as harper adjusted to the bar and not the constant running he had been doing for the past few hours, it finally registered in his mind who was talking to. his boss. thankfully he hadn’t been doing something idiotic or stupid to be embarrassed about but it still made him incredibly nervous that he would. “ oh y-yeah, just a bit busy - you know. “ the young sub awkwardly replied with a dorky grin. “ so far so good and of-of course, sir. “ he nodded quickly to show he read him loud and clear.
“I was actually waiting for you to serve me.” Elle had caught sight of hiim from the first moment that she had approached the bar, and she had gotten excited when she had seen the sub mark on his body. He was new, she knew as much. “I want a rum with coke, please. And to know when your break is.” a grin “Gotta have some fun at the bash too, don’t you think?”
“ oh ! sorry for the wait ! there’s so many people here tonight. “ the young sub was oblivious to this woman’s attraction to him, which wasn’t unusual for him. he wasn’t the best at picking up on when women flirted with him unless it was upfront and it seemed like this woman was. her next statement completely caught him off guard. a flush of light pink swept over his cheeks and to the tips of his ears as he went to grab a glass for her drink. “ r-rum and coke, g-got it. “ he stammered out as he was just surprised a girl like her was interested in him. “ you want to have fun with m-me? “ harper spoke in a softer tone as he set her drink onto the bar, so the other patrons didn’t catch wind of what he meant by that.
Mathias had been stupidly talked in to getting his face painted, and he felt like a fool, but he had to admit, it did put a smile on his face, having a damn rainbow on his cheek. He was too busy laughing to himself as he tried to find Sylvie to show her and almost ended up bumping in to a man in the club “Shit.” he looked up and saw the other, he’d seen him before behind the bar and had to smile “Sorry man, I was not looking where I was going.” he explained “You on the bar tonight?”
this were still a bit of a mad house at the nightingale. harper was being pulled in every direction, running orders and drinks back and forth. thankfully he wasn’t an un-athletic person. he never played any sports but he was physically fit to not collapse of exhaustion from all the exercise he was getting that weekend. “ whoa ! “ harper exclaimed as he was bumped into by a much larger man, the glass in on his tray almost tipping. “ it’s fine, i should of been more cautious. “ he huffed out as he set down his tray onto the bar. “ now i am. “ the sub chuckled before slinging one of the bar hand towels over his shoulder. “ what’ll it be? “
the nightingale was packed to the brim because the festival, making harper’s job a bit more difficult. he wasn’t complaining since more people meant more tips but man, he was running around. one of the bartenders had to go on break so he begged to switch out so he could just stand still for a while. “ sorry, it’s a bit hectic here. “ harper exclaimed to the person he saw waiting at the bar for their drink. “ did someone help you already or ? “
it wasn’t every day that harper ended up in the er but it also wasn’t every day that he was thrown five feet from his bike on his commute to work. luckily there weren’t any broken bones or fractures but he was left with a pretty hefty gash which warranted his visit to the hospital. “ t-thank you for your help - ss! “ harper hissed as the handsome dr started to sterilize his wound. “ is it going to need stitches? I-i have to work soon. “
HARPER JIN (HE/HIM, TWENTY-FOUR, PARK JINYOUNG) has happily resided in SILVER CREEK for SEVEN DAYS. HE can often be found at SWEET STUFF BAKERY when they’re not working as SERVER AT NIGHTINGALE. PRONOUN is/are a BISEXUAL SUB into MOMMY KINK, PRAISE, and ORGASM CONTROL/PLAY. You won’t find them partaking in FEET FETISH, PISS PLAY, or SCAT.
( ooc: i’m zay ! i used he/him pronouns and im in the est ! i’m super open to plotting so dont hesitate to message me or like this post so ik to slide into your dms! )
stats
full name: hanuel harper jin
nicknames: har, harp
age: twenty-four
zodiac: pisces
sexuality: bisexual
height: 5′9″
body type: toned & lean
hair color: deep brown/almost black
eye color: dark almond brown
skin: soft tan
distinguishing features: sub mark behind his left ear
moved around a lot do to his fathers job needing them to travel a lot
never really had a lot of friends or support from his family
his mother was very distant while his father was basically existent.
they moved to silver creek when he was 16
his father still traveled for work but decided to settled some roots there
his mother stayed in their home but mostly shopped online and went to pilates
harper grew up with a love of sweets, constantly trying to steal any sugary treat he could even when he knew it was against the rules
as he got older, he started to bake on his own for school events but it soon became his passion.
he graduated high school with dreams of opening his own business, his own bakery one day but when he told his mother, she flat out laughed in his face.
she didn’t think he had it in him to own his own business, let alone make it through culinary school.
devastated by his mothers opinion, he quit his dream and started working as a server at the nightingale.
he still bakes but mostly for friends/coworkers
he’s a big sub who loves to be cared for and teased. he wants to please and be told he’s doing a good job. the two best words to say to him are ‘good boy’
he has a pretty obvious mommy kink and is very female leaning bisexual
he really likes older women or women who radiate intimating/powerful auras
i am very open to many plots so dont hesitate to ask/mssg me !!
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