𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 [JoongDunk]

ᴄʜ-7 ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over Joong's cozy kitchen as he bustled about, preparing breakfast for himself and Dunk. As the scent of sizzling bacon filled the air, Dunk stirred from his slumber, blinking groggily as he took in his surroundings.

Dunk: Morning already?

He rubbed his eyes sleepily, sitting up in bed and glancing around the unfamiliar room. Memories of the previous night came flooding back, and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he remembered the spontaneous dinner date with Joong.

Dunk: Hey, Joong. What's cooking?

Joong turned from the stove, a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he flashed Dunk a charming smile.

Joong: Just whipping up some breakfast. Thought you might be hungry.

Dunk chuckled, before jokingly saying,

Dunk: You're too kind. But seriously, Joong, are we just a fling?

Joong's expression softened, a hint of seriousness in his gaze as he approached Dunk, setting a plate of pancakes and bacon down on the table before taking a seat opposite him.

Joong: I won't lie, Dunk. Our relationship might have started as a fling, but...

He trailed off, searching for the right words to express the depth of his feelings for Dunk.

Joong: But there's something about you, Dunk. Something that draws me to you in a way I can't explain. Maybe we started off casually, but...

Dunk raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eye as he interrupted Joong with a smirk.

Dunk: But what? You catching actual feelings for me, Joong?

Joong chuckled, a flush rising to his cheeks as he shrugged nonchalantly.

Joong: Maybe I am, Dunk. Maybe I am.

Dunk's playful demeanor shifted slightly as he regarded Joong with a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

Dunk: "Joong, let's not get ahead of ourselves here. We agreed that this was just a fling, remember?"

Joong's expression faltered for a moment, his heart sinking at Dunk's words. Despite his efforts to brush off his growing feelings, he couldn't deny the truth in Dunk's statement.

Joong: "Right, of course. Just a fling."

He forced a smile, trying to push down the swell of emotions threatening to engulf him. But deep down, he knew it was too late. He had already fallen for Dunk, and there was no turning back.

Dunk: "Look, Joong, I'm not saying we can't continue what we have. But let's not complicate things with talk of love and commitment, okay?"

Joong nodded silently, his heart heavy with disappointment. He knew Dunk was right, that they had agreed to keep things casual. But try as he might, he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more between them, something worth fighting for.

As they finished their breakfast in silence, the weight of unspoken words hung heavy in the air. Joong couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them, whether their fleeting romance would ultimately lead to heartbreak or something more profound.

But for now, he pushed aside his doubts and fears, choosing instead to savor the moment and the fleeting connection he shared with Dunk. For in Dunk, he had found a kindred spirit, a lover who ignited a fire within him that he knew would never truly be extinguished.