After months of being apart due to separate acting projects, Joong and Dunk finally find themselves back in the same city, under the same roof.
Both had been consumed by their careers, the grueling hours on set and the physical distance leaving them with little more than fleeting texts and video calls to stay connected.
Now, as they stand in their shared apartment, the sound of rain pattering softly against the window, the tensionbetween them is thick with longing.They've missed each other deeply, more than they allowed themselves to admit.
The room was dimly lit, a soft amber glow from the single bedside lamp casting long shadows across the walls. The rain outside had slowed to a gentle patter against the window, the perfect backdrop for the stillness inside. Joong leaned back against the headboard, his breath shallow as Dunk stood before him, eyes dark with intent.
For a moment, neither of them moved, tension crackling in the air between them like electricity. Dunk's fingers trailed along the edge of his shirt, the fabric clinging to his skin from the humidity of the night.
Joong's eyes followed the movement, his pulse quickening with each slow, deliberate motion.
"You don't have to hold back," Dunk murmured, voice low and smooth, as he stepped forward, closing the distance between them. His knee pressed into the bed, and Joong swallowed hard, heat flaring under his skin.
Joong's hand reached up, brushing the side of Dunk's hip, fingers curling around the waistband of his pants. His breath hitched as Dunk leaned in closer, the heat of his body intoxicating, sending a shiver down Joong's spine.
"Tell me what you want," Dunk whispered, his lips barely grazing Joong's ear. The lightest contact sent a surge of warmth through Joong's chest, his grip tightening instinctively.
"I-" Joong's voice faltered, his usual composure slipping under the weight of the moment. "I want you."
That was all it took. Dunk's mouth crashed against Joong's, their lips colliding with a hungry desperation. The kiss was fiery, full of need, as if they'd been waiting for this moment for far too long. Joong's hands slid up Dunk's sides, pulling him down onto the bed, bodies pressing together with an intensity that left no space between them.
Dunk's hand found its way under Joong's shirt, fingers skimming over his bare skin, sending jolts of pleasure with every touch. Joong gasped into the kiss, his hands fumbling to pull Dunk even closer, the world outside fading to nothing more than the rhythm of their hearts, the heat of their bodies.
Dunk pulled back slightly, just enough to look down at Joong, eyes full of mischief and desire. His thumb brushed Joong's swollen lips, still wet from their kiss, and he smiled, the kind of smile that sent Joong's heart racing all over again.
"This," Dunk said, his voice barely above a whisper, "is just the beginning."
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