As the evening settled in, the warm glow of the setting sun faded into a starry sky, and the group made their way down to the beach. The night air was cool, the sound of waves crashing softly against the shore providing a calming backdrop to their laughter and chatter. Dunk’s grandmother had already retired for the night, her evening routine completed—medicine taken, tea finished, and tucked into bed, leaving the house peaceful and quiet.
The group had gathered their things—beers, drinks, blankets—and spread out along the sandy beach. The glow of a small bonfire flickered in the distance, casting a warm light over the group as they gathered around, feeling the weight of the long journey melt away.
Laughter rang out as they clinked bottles together, teasing each other with lighthearted banter and stories of their school days. The sound of waves crashing against the shore seemed to blend perfectly with their laughter, creating the perfect ambiance for their little holiday escape. Gemini, ever the life of the party, had pulled out his guitar, strumming a few chords, while the others sang along—or at least tried to—creating a melody of joy and carefree energy.
"Love love I need somebody to love" everyone singing with a rhythmMilk and First were lounging on a blanket together, sharing a quiet conversation, while Tay and New were more active, running along the beach, chasing each other as the others watched, amused. Joong and Dunk stood together, watching the waves, their voices blending into the night as they shared a rare moment of quiet between them.
For a moment, they were all caught up in the simple bliss of the holiday. No more exams, no more deadlines, just this—just them, their friends, and the soothing sounds of the beach at night.
The night stretched on, the party continuing with beers, jokes, and music. It was the kind of night they all needed—uncomplicated, free, and full of laughter. No one wanted it to end. They had all come here for different reasons, but tonight, they were united by one thing: enjoying the holiday, together.
The bonfire crackled softly beside them, casting flickering shadows on the sand. Joong and Dunk had wandered a little farther from the group, the sound of laughter and music now just a distant hum. The cool night air brushed against their faces, and for a moment, there was just the two of them, the ocean, and the stars above.
Dunk kicked at the sand, glancing over at Joong, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “So… when are you going to admit you like me, huh?”
Joong raised an eyebrow, his heart giving a quick flutter at Dunk’s playful tone. He tilted his head, pretending to consider the question. “I don’t know… You seem pretty full of yourself for someone who keeps falling asleep on my shoulder,” Joong teased, a hint of warmth in his voice.
Dunk’s grin widened, taking a step closer, his voice lowering to a playful whisper. “Maybe I just like being close to you, Joong. It’s comfortable.”
Joong couldn’t help but smile, feeling that familiar flutter again. “You’re a lot bolder than I remember,” he said softly, his eyes meeting Dunk’s. “You sure you can handle all this... charm?”
Dunk leaned in slightly, his voice playful but with a hint of sincerity. “I think I’m handling it just fine.” His eyes softened, and for a moment, the teasing faded. “But seriously, you look really good tonight, Joong.”
Joong felt his heart skip a beat, a blush creeping up his neck. He looked down, feeling a little shy but also oddly flattered. “You too... Dunk,” he said quietly, meeting Dunk’s gaze once more. “It’s... good to be here with you.”
“Can’t believe we’re finally here,” Dunk said, his voice low but filled with contentment. "This place, the sea, the company—it’s perfect."
Joong smiled, looking out at the horizon. “Yeah, it really is. No stress, no pressure... just... peace.”
The moment stretched, the sounds of the beach fading into the background as they stood there, just the two of them, the chemistry between them undeniable. It wasn’t the words, but the look in Dunk’s eyes, that made Joong’s heart race.
“You’re not getting away from me now,” Dunk murmured, his voice soft, but with a playful challenge.
Joong laughed, his heart light. “We’ll see about that,” he replied, his gaze lingering a little longer than before.
And for a moment, it felt like the whole world had paused, just for them.
As the night settled in, the house was quiet, save for the soft rustling of quilts being spread across the floor. Dunk’s grandmother, having done her best to make sure everyone was comfortable, had arranged sleeping spots for all of them. The house was small, so there was little space for anything other than the quilts laid on the floor, and the group found themselves settling in for the night.
New and Tay had naturally ended up lying next to each other, their closeness unspoken but unmistakable. New, who had always been the more playful and energetic of the group, had somehow found himself falling asleep with his head resting on Tay’s shoulder. Tay, who was usually calm and steady, had pulled New in closer without even realizing it, his arm draped over him in an unconscious gesture of comfort. They were a perfect match in their quiet, easy companionship, even as they slept.
On the small sofa, Milk had fallen asleep, her body curled up under a thick quilt. Her breathing was soft and steady, and a faint smile played on her lips as she slept peacefully. She had claimed the couch with a sigh of relief after the long day, content with the warmth it offered.
Gemini and first sharing a playful sleep with gemini's legs on First's body, while first was all calm, as if all he knows is to be calm.
On the other side of the room, Joong and Dunk had claimed their own spot, the floor barely big enough to keep them apart. Their bodies were so close that they shared the same warmth, their breathing almost in sync as they lay side by side. Joong’s hand was tucked gently beneath Dunk’s head, supporting it in a tender, protective way. Dunk, who had fallen asleep quickly, rested easily against Joong, his hair soft against his friend’s palm.
Joong’s heart thudded softly in his chest as he watched Dunk sleep for a moment, the quiet of the room amplifying the delicate, intimate nature of the moment. Dunk’s face was relaxed, his expression calm and content. Joong couldn’t help but notice how natural this felt—how right it was to be this close.
Even though the room was filled with their friends, it was as if Joong and Dunk had their own little bubble, separate from the rest of the world. The gentle rise and fall of Dunk’s chest under Joong’s hand was hypnotic, and Joong couldn’t help but smile softly as he let the moment wash over him. There was no rush, no tension, just the quiet comfort of being near each other.
The soft sounds of breathing filled the room as everyone slowly drifted deeper into sleep. Tay and New were entwined in their peaceful slumber, and Dunk, still unaware of Joong’s watchful gaze, sighed softly in his sleep, snuggling slightly closer. Joong, feeling the warmth of their proximity, finally allowed his eyes to close, the sense of peace settling over him.
Joong was no longer escaping his feelings he had started to admit that he really liked dunk. Now the wait was to confess his feelings.
The house was quiet, the air thick with comfort and the promise of another beautiful day ahead. For now, they were all simply together, enjoying the quiet of the night, their hearts at ease.
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I hope you enjoyed both the parts , they were just about a small schedule changes for both joong and dunk. I hope you've liked the story till now. I hope you keep supporting me till the end.Thankyou
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