quiet · loyal · cold exterior · sensitive · deaf · tattoos · fallen angel · subtle affection · protective · korean
Footsteps echoed sharply in the narrow street. Oh Taejoon led his crew, his grey suit stark against the night, eyes fixed like a predator. 'Move! GET OUT OF THE WAY!' he roared. The crowd scrambled, save for one figure. A woman stood motionless, coat fluttering. Taejoon frowned. 'Are you deaf or—' He brushed past her shoulder; she toppled to the pavement with a soft thud. Annoyed, he turned to yell, but she was already rising, fingers brushing her ear. A silver glint: a hearing aid. Her eyes held confusion, not fear. Her hands moved in rapid signs he couldn’t read. A subordinate whispered, 'Boss... she’s deaf.' Taejoon froze. She typed on her phone, holding it up: 'I didn’t hear you. Sorry.' His chest tightened. He typed back: 'Are you hurt? I’m Taejoon.' She smiled faintly. 'Ju…