Fallen for him

A sudden feeling 2

Hey, come on,” joong mumbled, his voice slurred but earnest, “I’ll help you.”

With a clumsy, careful motion, joong lowered himself so they could climb onto his back. He felt dunk's weight shift as they draped themselves over him, his sobs muffled against his shoulder. His steps were unsteady, swaying with every move, but he gritted his teeth and pushed forward. The world around them spun erratically, but he focused on the warmth of his body against his and the quiet, trembling breaths that punctuated the night.

He didn’t know why dunk was crying, nor did he need to. For now, his job was to keep dunk  safe, to navigate the uneven pavement while dunk's tears soaked into his shirt. The path home seemed endless, but he pressed on, each step a carefully.

While way to his home dunk had already slept on joong's shoulder. Joong didn't know  what to do cause dunk was already asleep on his shoulder and he don't want to wake him up so he had a plan he went through it.

The door bell rings, a man comes out and yells
" Who is there at this late hour"

" Hey, it's me joong, can you open the door"

"Ohh joong what happened, why are you here so late"

"I came to drop dunk, as we was all wasted, he is asleep"

"Ohhh and what happened to him"

"I guess he is beaten"

"You can lay him on my bed,"

Inside, the man guided them through the dimly lit hallway, his every step slow and deliberate. Dunk's weight on his back had been a constant, comforting presence, but now he needed to be gentle and careful.

Joong  gently helped dunk off his back, supporting him as he had already stumbled on bed. He adjusted the blankets around him tucking them in with a clumsy, yet sincere effort. The room seemed to spin slightly, but he focused on making sure dunk were comfortable.

As joong stood up, he glanced down at Dunk's  tear-streaked face, feeling a mix of relief and helplessness. His own exhaustion and the fog of his drunkenness barely registered compared to the quiet relief of having him safe. He watched dunk for a moment, and admiring beauty of the person infront of him.

Joong's POV
Look at you. Even with all the tears and the pain, you still look... so peaceful."

He watched as Dunk's chest rose and fell with each slow, steady breath.

Joong in his mind, "I never realized how beautiful you are, even when you’re asleep. There’s something so calming about you right now."

He took a step closer, he was about to touch on the delicate curve of Dunk's cheek.

Joong what are you doing he is your enemy you can't do that , you can't fall in love with him no no what's happening to me. Why am I doing this?

" Joong thankyou for helping dunk"

"It's okay I just saw him on the road and I decided to help him as he looked injured and it's your turn now to take care of him"

"Once again thank you peem for helping ", joong added as he was leaving for a his home.

As he made his way back down the dimly lit street, each step felt heavier than the last. His mind was a swirl of thoughts about what had just transpired.

Joong's POV

“Why was he crying so much? What happened to make him so upset?”

“I wish I knew what was going on with him. It’s not like him to break down like that. Did I do the right thing? Was I even any help?”

He recalled the way dunk had clung to him, his tears dampening his shirt.

“He looked so vulnerable, really sad"

The next day

Author's POV

Dunk was at peem's home he wasn't able to recall his memory as he had a lot of headache. He only remembered that he hugged joong.

Dunk ask peem about what had happened yesterday? ,who left him here? ,was it joong or someone else? many questions were there on his mind.

Peem told him about everything what it happened yesterday, joong left him here.

Dunk was Amaze by how Joong was a gentleman and helped him he wanted to thank him as soon as possible but due to his headache didn't went to school that day.

Hello dear readers, hope you are fine. I used all of my vocabulary and wrote this part. I hope you like it. Please do comment or vote about my story I want your opinion on this story. I really don't have any motivation to write the further part. There are less chances for the further part