IT WAS FIXED!!

CHAPTER 10!!

The Next Morning: Strength in the Quiet Moments

Sunlight filtered gently through the windows, casting a soft glow across the room as morning dawned. Joong blinked awake, momentarily disoriented until he felt the warmth of Dunk beside him. Dunk was still asleep, his breathing steady, his face peaceful in the morning light. Joong lay still, watching Dunk for a moment, the night's memories filling him with a renewed sense of calm and purpose. For the first time in a long time, the anxieties of their responsibilities and the threats outside seemed quieter.

Dunk stirred, his eyes slowly opening to meet Joong's, a soft smile curling at his lips. "Good morning," he whispered, his voice warm and drowsy.

Joong leaned down to brush a kiss against his forehead, his hand running through Dunk's hair. "Morning," he murmured. "Thank you... for last night."

Dunk smiled, his fingers tracing gentle patterns along Joong's arm. "You don't have to thank me, Joong. I'm here for you—whatever you need."

Joong pulled him closer, his hand resting protectively over Dunk's. "I don't know what I'd do without you, Dunk. I feel stronger because of you."

They lay there a while longer, content in each other's presence. But as the quiet comfort of the morning settled around them, Joong knew he had to rise to face the next steps in their battle with the Ruggieros. With Dunk's love and strength still warming his heart, he felt ready.

After that, Joong went downstairs and let Dunk rest more.

"JOONGGG AYDIN NARAVIT, COME HERE!!" 

Dunk's voice echoed across the house, a mix of frustration and urgency, as he yelled from his room. Meanwhile, Joong was in the kitchen, engaged in a light-hearted conversation with Pond, who was leaning casually against the countertop. Phuwin, skillfully flipping pancakes on the stove, caught snippets of their laughter.

But then, the sound of Dunk's shouting pierced through the air, breaking their moment of camaraderie. Both Pond and Phuwin exchanged glances, their expressions reflecting a blend of concern and curiosity. Without a second thought, they abandoned their tasks and dashed toward Dunk's room, hearts racing with anticipation of what could happen.

Joong arrived first, his heart racing as he caught sight of Dunk sitting on the floor, his face flushed with frustration. Dunk glared at him, his expression shifting swiftly from annoyance to fury, a petulant "anger kitten" look plastered on his features. "Joong!! I can't. Freaking. stand!!" Dunk exclaimed, his voice trembling with heat.

Joong immediately knelt beside him, lowering his voice to a soothing tone. "Kitten, what happened?" he asked, trying to bridge the gap between them.

Dunk's temper flared further as he shot back, "You want to know what happened? It's because you didn't listen to me! You kept doing it for four! Four freaking hours! And now my legs hurt like hell! It's all because of you!" His words burst out in a rush, momentarily forgetting some people were still enjoying the show, completely oblivious to the mini-drama unfolding with Dunk's soon-to-be-husband.