Melodious Fate

Part 17

Present

Namtan:
Nong you are really good

Joong:
Thanks phi, umm can i drop you it's late

Namtan:
No, you go my driver is waiting bye good night

Joong:
Good night na phi

When Joong entered the dorm, He walked down the hallway toward their shared room, Joong stood there, watching him. Dunk didn’t know he was being watched, didn’t know how his soft features and the steady rise and fall of his chest had such a profound effect on Joong

Joong moved closer, careful not to wake Dunk. He didn’t know why, but something drew him to Dunk something beyond friendship, beyond the teasing and the casual touches.

He sat down gently on the bed, looking down at Dunk’s peaceful face. his fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from Dunk’s forehead. The touch was soft,  but it sent a shiver down Joong’s spine. Dunk stirred slightly, a soft hum escaping him

Joong smiled to himself, his heart swelling with affection. Dunk was unaware of how much he had started to mean to Joong.

Joong’s fingers hovered over Dunk’s hand, and without thinking, he gently took it in his, holding it for a moment, It wasn’t much, just a simple gesture

Joong leaned in slightly, his gaze tracing the delicate curve of Dunk’s jawline, His eyelashes were long and dark, a contrast to the pale skin of his face, and Joong found himself mesmerized

Dunk’s lips those soft, full lips that had smiled, teased, and joked with him countless times. The urge to lean in, to feel the warmth of Dunk’s skin against his, to finally cross that line between friendship

Joong:
No no this isn't right

Joong told himself, shaking his head

His breath caught again as Dunk’s lips parted slightly in his sleep, and for a moment, Joong imagined what it would feel like to kiss him. Just a soft brush of their lips, But that thought made Joong’s heart race even faster

He had to leave before he did something stupid. He had to walk away, had to get some space to think clearly

Dunk groggily sat up in bed, reaching for his phone to check the time. But then he noticed something strange Joong wasn’t in the room

Dunk:
Where is Joong?

Dunk stepped out of the room, heading into the hallway. It wasn’t until he reached the hall by the stairs that he spotted him Joong, fast asleep on the couch, curled up in an awkward position

Dunk froze, He stared at Joong for a long moment, his mind racing. As its too early so no one is their in the hall

Dunk:
Why was Joong sleeping here, instead  in the room they shared? Wasn’t he supposed to be with me?

There was something off about this. Something that didn’t sit right.

Dunk:
Did Joong not want to sleep with me anymore?

Dunk crouched down beside Joong, gently placing a hand on his shoulder to shake him awake

Dunk:
Joong? What are you doing out here? Why didn’t you sleep in the room?

Joong:
Oohh morning

Joong mumbled, rubbing his eyes. He blinked a few times as he slowly processed where he was and who was standing over him.