silence is deadly

yoo heedo . twenty-two . taekwondo champ .

[krheedo-blog]

. A TRIP DOWN THE WILD SIDE

@krxilhoon

heedo wasn’t usually this bad with his alcohol. usually, he only drank a little, knowing that he had training in the morning and needed to be in the best condition and that wasn’t about to happen chugging bad soju all night long. however, he didn’t have training in the morning and technically he was still recovering and was supposed to, according to his coaches and physiotherapist, ‘taking it easy’ for the next couple of months. and he sort of was, but all the sitting around was starting to get to him and was slowly driving his mad. 

he needed something interesting to do while he healed enough to train like he used to. and that’s where the bad soju came in. and with drinking too much of the stuff, the next step was always the bad decision making. 

at what point he thought that flirting with some strange bloke was a good idea he had completely forgotten. but it had happened, which was how he managed to find himself in this situation, and he heedo was not a man to change his mind and back down from things. though, come to think of it, he would probably come to regret this in the morning. “sooooo,” he drawled out, a sloppy grin on his face, “you come here often?” 

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. BEAT ME DOWN

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krsoomin‌:

it wasn’t that soomin intentionally went around looking for trouble —she was probably the last person to ever do that, really — but she wasn’t about to sit around idly and watch when some bully was pushing another guy around either. it wasn’t something that she had put conscious thought into, because logically she wasn’t going to be able to do much more than talk at the bully, but the unfairness of it all was maddening.

she had a white-knuckled grip on both her phone and her bag as she stalked over to the pair, either to call the police or to smack the idiot about the head with her handbag, whichever it came to — except in the end she ended up not having to do anything at all.

soomin had a feeling that neither of the men had even noticed her presence when the shorter one aimed a rather impressive kick right into his aggressor’s side, leaving her frozen not four feet away from them. “what —” she sputtered for a moment, stepping back hastily as the guy on the ground began to whine and cry. it would’ve been embarrassing, except she supposed that was a fairly normal reaction to a broken rib.

“what on earth did you do that for?” she demanded, voice raising almost hysterically so she could hear herself over the incessant whining. “i mean, you didn’t have to kick him that hard.” there was something very specific about soomin’s sense of justice, and the violence of the slighter man’s kick definitely sent her senses into injustice mode, the one that made her start to sound like a particularly annoyed mother berating her kid that all her friends dreaded.

admittedly, seeing the man wailing on the floor at his feet did make heedo feel a little bad about it. but only a little. the guy had brought the pain down on himself for thinking he could just get away with pushing around someone else simply because he was deaf. well, now he learned the hard way that deaf people could fight back and probably wouldn’t be barking up that tree again anytime soon. so, really, heedo was doing everyone a favor. 

though he didn’t suspect for a moment that a lot of people would see it that way. 

“oh stop crying, you’re embarrassing yourself more,” he just huffed, shaking his head as the man continued to roll around the floor, “i didn’t kick you that hard.” just as hard as he would kick in a competition, though mind you, who he was kicking was wearing protective gear which did soften the blow of being struck by a foot. all this man had was a hoodie, which heedo supposed didn’t really work as well as a padded vest. 

and then, to make matters worse, some woman came stoping over and started accusing him. “i didn’t even kick him that hard,” he just responded, “he’s just overreacting.” probably. heedo didn’t actually know if he was in a lot of pain right now or just trying to get some sympathy, but either way, he still looked like a baby rolling around on the floor. “and he just brought it upon himself, really. don’t underestimate a deaf man. especially not a deaf man who’s prone to fighting back when people decide to try and bully him. now, he’s learned his lesson and won’t do it again.”

[taehyungxkr-blog]

— forced friendship

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taehyungxkr‌:

Taehyung could already feel the dread settling in his stomach as soon as he made eye contact. What’s worse was that the male immediately started walking towards him. On any other day, Taehyung would have turned around and walked the other direction right away. However, today was the one exception because he told his grandmother he’d be over for lunch and he was already running late.

“There you are!”

Taehyung already knew where this was going. If he was going to get to lunch on time, he was just going to have to deal with it.

“I was wondering when you were going to get here. Traffic bad?”

As soon as the stranger threw their arm around his shoulders though, Taehyung’s hand immediately went to grab their arm. Before he could rip their arm off him though they hurriedly asked him to go along with it. Despite wanting to push everyone out of his way at that exact moment, the small good part of Taehyung’s conscious whined to him. Of course, it only ever really made a peck at his thoughts whenever he was about to see his grandmother.

Straightening his back, Taehyung decided to pull the male closer by the arm instead of tossing him off. While silently agreeing, Taehyung had his eyes trained on the woman the entire time, watching her reaction. She was annoying, and he was going to be late because she couldn’t have been bothering someone else on some other street.

“Is this woman harassing you?” Taehyung asked gruffly, sure to focus his glare directly at her.

He knew he should have just pulled the guy along and each their own way once they were away from the woman, but he was irritated. If people wanted to make inconveniences for him, he had no obligation to be kind to them.

“You would think people know when they’re being disrespectful, but people like this have nothing better to do I guess,” Taehyung continued training his eyes on her, watching her shrink under his dark stare.

the good thing about this situation was it now seemed this stranger was going to agree to play along and now heedo had the perfect excuse to get away from this reporter before he got too annoyed. because if he did get too annoyed he would start getting rude, and then he find some article about how he was a horrible person and that was the sort of press he didn’t need at the moment. 

the bad thing about the situation was that the guy he had picked to be his savior wasn’t really sticking to the plan. not that heedo had mentioned any sort of plan, but usually, in this kind of scenario, you would think to just use yourself as an excuse and make a quick exit. but that was not what was happening and the guy was now asking about being harassed. and that was probably going to make the situation worse and heedo did not need the situation to get any worse. 

“yes, well,” he just responded, a shaky looking smile on his face as his grip tightened around the guy’s arm in an attempt to start steering him away in the opposite direction. which was all he needed him for, once the reported was out of sight and around the corner, then he wouldn’t need him anymore. and maybe it was rude just to think as this other person as something he can use to escape, but he would at least thank him for the help. 

“doesn’t matter now,” he added after a moment, offering an almost apologetic look towards the reporter who had previously been annoying him, “you’re here now. so we can go.” and that was the end of that, he was now standing around here for any longer and started to walk off, giving the man he still had an arm slung around a little jog to get going. 

[taehyungxkr-blog]

— forced friendship

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taehyungxkr‌:

@krheedo

Taehyung squints as he stares at the dark clouds rolling in the sky. Normally he wouldn’t mind such a gloomy day, but the past few days have been pouring cats and dogs and Taehyung has no more dry sneakers to spare. He glances at the clean white ones he has on his feet today, looking down at them almost as if they were pleading him not to run through any puddles. Taking another look at the sky, Taehyung quietly grumbles under his breath as he continues on his way down the street. Surprisingly for such a cloudy day, the streets are still bustling with people, almost as if waiting for the tension in the clouds to break. Yet again, Taehyung realizes he’s unprepared for any bouts of oncoming rain as he notices the amount of umbrellas everyone has in their hands as they go on about their businesses. This time it’s a string of curses that escapes his lips as he quickens his pace through the swarm of bodies. As he turns down another street, he sees a woman running towards him, a notebook in her hands. “Excuse me sir!” Before she can get the chance to say anything else, Taehyung rudely waves her off with one hand as he continues with the flow of people traveling down the sidewalk. As he’s walking he can see another women further down the street with another stranger. Her voice is a bit too loud, and Taehyung can hear the questions she’s pushing onto what seems to be a very uncomfortable male. Despite successfully avoiding the previous woman, Taehyung fails to avoid the gaze of this stranger as they turn around to look at the crowd of people.

this honestly didn’t happen that often, but it was still annoying when it did. not many people knew professional taekwondo, meaning that it was very rare that heedo ever got recognized in the streets. even less so that he was recognized by some reporter with a blank notebook looking for a new story. and, apparently, the athlete going through recovery for a torn ligament was the perfect person to be bothering for a new story. 

the questions were coming non stop from this reporters mouth and heedo was finding it hard not to just snap at her. instead, he was pinching the bridge of his nose, almost regretting that he hadn’t turned the volume down on his hearing aids earlier so he could just pretend he was listening without actually having to listen to any of this. 

“look,” he tried another excuse, anything to get out of this situation, “i really don’t have the time for this right now, okay? i have somewhere to be and i would quite like it if you respect my privacy.” not that he supposed for a moment that this reporter was actually going to listen to respect that request like he had asked. she looked hungry for some sort of story, or at least a comment she could publish for whatever magazine or paper she was from. (she had told him, but he’d forgotten.) 

that’s when he saw his way out of this conversation, pushing his way past the reporter towards the stranger walking towards him. “there you are!” he exclaimed like he had been waiting for this random dude all along, “i was wondering when you were going to get here. traffic bad?” he was trying to act like they were the best of friends, even going as far as throwing an arm over his guy’s poor shoulders. “just play along,” he added in a mutter under his breath, “please. i need a way out, dude.” 

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. BEAT ME DOWN

@krsoomin

heedo got himself into this kind of situation quite a lot. not because he enjoyed bullies, but because he was simply an easy target for them. what with the fact he had hearing aids over both ears. that simple fact alone was enough to make him prime pickings for someone who wanted to pick in someone they thought were weak and small. unluckily for this idiot, heedo was neither weak nor small. okay, he was smaller than the guy currently heckling him, but he was hardly small for an adult male. 

and he was really not in the mood for this kind of bullshit today, either. 

at first, he had tried to just shoulder past the guy and get back on his way home, but that hadn’t worked in the slightest. the man was clearly drunking, throwing around rather offensive language and using his hands to shove heedo further and further back down the street until he was almost pressed back against the wall. and as the situation didn’t seem to be deescalating anytime soon (and because he was #tired of being shoved around) heedo simply decided enough was enough.  

he had performed the kick hundreds of times in the past he pulled it off without even having to think about it. swinging his leg around, his foot made contact hard to the drunkard's right side with enough force to have him stumble down to a knee. and that was when the tears started, the drunk idiot now crying at heedo’s feet as he clutched onto his side, wailing about having a broken rib. 

pathetic, really. 

[krheedo-blog]

hello everyone, i’m char and i would like to introduce you all to my new son yoo heedo! i’m very excited to be here with all of you and can’t wait to start plotting with you. i have an about page, a background and also a work in progress plot page you are more than welcome to look through. if you would like to plot then please give this a little like and i will come running into your im’s as soon as possible. i’ll also leave some facts under the cut for you to read through if you would like to. 

yoo heedo, odd one out middle child syndrome, 22, born and raised in seoul

has a cochlear implant in his left ear, completely deaf in the ear without it. also is practically deaf in his right ear as well and has a normal hearing aid for that which doesn’t really help. 

been bullied all his life for being basically deaf, but he never takes it and will happily beat down any bully

got into trouble a lot for fighting in school, so teachers suggested finding an outlook for his anger issues. that’s how he got himself in taekwondo and boy he thrives. currently a black belt 3rd dan. 

national taekwondo athlete despite his hearing problems, has multiple international championships under his belt. though he’s currently on medical hiatus after tearing a ligament in his leg, but has his eyes on the next world championships in 2019 and then the olympics in the future. 

has always competed in ‘able-bodied’ competitions. heedo simply refuses to compete in any para event even though there is a class for hearing impaired / deaf athletes. he likes to think anything anyone else can do he can do it better. and rather enjoys proving that point. 

also is very good at tricking taekwondo with all the acrobatic kicks

also happens to harbor the spirit of harpocrates in him and complete silence is his best friend because of it.

he’s a bit rough around the edges, quick to anger, doesn’t like people judging him or worrying about him, has a hard time making friends and finding people he can trust. 

but he does have a softer center, it just takes a lot of work and effort to get down that far as he’s constantly trying to push everyone away. 

might be practically deaf without his aids, but never bothered to learn sign language. doesn’t think he needs it. 

has an odd sleeping schedule. always up at weird hours in the morning and then sometimes just sleeps normally. it’s pot luck whether he’s actually going to be awake when you knock on his door or not. 

has a bulletin board in his bedroom of newspaper and magazine clippings which mention him / are about him. he is that sort of person. but he doesn’t brag about it in the slightest and never even brings it up. it’s just a reminder to him of what he can do.