Joong saw Dunk by the window. It was love by first sight but he didn't know how far their shared history intertwined. PondPhuwin supporting the plot. Fantasy AU, C drama vibe.
*Heavy angst with happy ending
There was something about last night that triggered something within Joong. He couldn't help the sense that he was dreaming. He was wearing a weird costume as he looked down. Long sleeves, layer upon layer of dark clothing. What was this all about?
The familiar melody that he heard before he slept weaved through the air. He headed towards the source of the music. That's when he saw him dressed in white and red. He saw the flute disappeared from his hand as the song ended. He couldn't believe his eyes when he turned around. It was none other than Dunk.
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"Prince Joong." He bowed and greeted him with his left hand overlapping his right, folding his thumb in a salute like those character he saw from those Chinese historical drama that he watched before.
Pond had woken him up before he knew what he answered or what it was all about. The dream had felt so real, like a memory of the past. Maybe what Dunk had said had triggered something in his subconscious mind. He sighed in frustration. Perhaps he was too curious for his own good. He got up to get ready for the day.
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Phuwin had shaken Dunk awake frantically. It didn't help Dunk as his head was pounding from the alcohol he had last night.
"Your eyes, Dunk. Your eyes are bleeding!" Phuwin tried to dab away the blood that was rolling down Dunk's face as he woke up. He pushed Phuwin away before he threw up blood. Phuwin held onto Dunk in concern.
"My prince..." Phuwin couldn't help the fear that was creeping in his heart.
"I don't have much time left..." He could no longer deny the fact that was laid in front of him.
"But you just found him. He just need a little time to remember. Pond took a few years-"
"I don't know if I can wait that long... as long as he is happy, that's all I ask." Dunk sighed as he laid back in bed.
"No, please... You've waited this long. Just a while longer... just a while longer" Phuwin sobbed as Dunk stroked his hair.
"Take care of him for me?" Dunk pleaded to Phuwin
"Why does the God punish you like this.... It's been two thousand years... isn't that enough?" Phuwin couldn't help but voice the injustice that Dunk had went through.
"We can't fight the hand of fate..." Phuwin panicked when Dunk closed his eyes.
"I just need a rest" Dunk patted his hands. Phuwin covered him with the blanket. Phuwin paced back and forth, wondering how he can jog Joong's memory.
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Joong frowned when Phuwin came down alone for breakfast. He mentioned that Dunk wasn't feeling too well. Pond was worried when he saw Phuwin spacing out more than usual. He knew he was worried. Something must have happened to Dunk but it was inconvenient to tell Joong. When Joong left the table to get food, he rested his hand above Phuwin's. Phuwin looked at him with worried eyes.
"He doesn't have much time left." Pond's breath hitched at the revelation.
"There must be something that we can do. It would sound absurd if we just told him like that. He won't even believe me." Phuwin nodded his head. He knew that but he wondered what else can they do. Short of going to China, he didn't know what could help Joong remember the past.
"Should we go back? Would going to China help?" Their land was sitting right where China is. Phuwin asked as the thought formed in his head.
"We can try, I'll ask Paaw Jack. If not for work, then we'll see whether it is possible for Joong to get a break." The urgency pressing them to work faster than they anticipated.
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A/N: how did Dunk actually greet Joong in the dream? here's a picture for reference, something like this (from here onwards I would just call this the hand salute/ greeting) I'm so glad that I could find this easily on google, I wouldn't even know where to look for this screen shot :
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If you notice men have their left hand over their right, while women is right over left. So yes, Dunk would actually follow the guy behind.
It was at this moment, I realized chinese historical dramas are nice to watch but not nice to write 🤣🤣 it's so difficult to describe but I shall narrate to my best ability.
