They met at university. Dunk came from power and privilege - now a brilliant defense lawyer fighting for the innocent and the forgotten. Joong came from violence, survival, and nothing - now a feared criminal with no mercy left to give. For five years, they tried to meet in the middle. Dunk gave warmth. Joong gave protection. Neither said it, but both needed the other more than they were willing to admit. Then on May 22nd, Dunk's mother accused Joong of stealing. And Dunk hesitated. He didn't defend him. He didn't believe him. Joong disappeared that night and came back as someone else- Colder. Smarter. Unreachable. The kind of man who doesn't ask twice, who tortures before talking, who doesn't love anymore. Four years later, they don't speak. But when Joong bleeds, he knocks. And Dunk still opens the door. Every time. No explanations. No forgiveness. Just sex, silence, and the scars neither of them treat. This isn't a second chance. This is everything that never healed.

"You'll always be my bro... my special person." That was Joong Archen-affectionate, dramatic, and unapologetically loud in how he loved. He said it with a laugh, locking Dunk Natachai in a playful chokeslam as Dunk tapped frantically at his wrist in a mock protest. But then his tone shifted, laughter softening. "What if... your wife doesn't approve of me in the future?" Dunk coughed out a laugh, brushing it off like he always did with Joong's strange questions and cryptic remarks. That was just Joong-chaotic, unpredictable, somehow always pushing boundaries Dunk never knew he had. They couldn't have been more different. Joong was an extrovert who thrived on attention and late-night chaos; Dunk was an introvert who craved quiet, routine, and peace. But somehow, they worked. They balanced each other-fire and calm, noise and stillness. A friendship that shouldn't have made sense, but did. Until Joong fell in love. He never meant to. But it happened-quietly, completely. And it broke him, because he knew-he knew-his homophobic best friend would never feel the same. Or so he thought. When a moment of vulnerability turned into a mistake too big to ignore, Dunk chose to walk away. 7 years passed. Joong became a rising star-model, singer, and heartthrob. Dunk built an empire of his own as the CEO of Mon Amour, Bangkok's most beloved bakery. Their worlds had changed, but the wounds remained. As they come face-to-face once more, the weight of unspoken words and the sting of broken promises hang heavy between them. Yet, beneath the years of silence and pain lies a bond too deep to be forgotten. As they rebuild what was broken, their journey becomes one of rediscovery-not just of each other, but of themselves. The past collides with the present as they explore if love, when it's real, can survive time, heartbreak, and fear. Because real love doesn't fade. It waits-for the right moment to begin again.

It reminds him of the night his world fell apart. A night when shadows moved in silence and power wore the scent of lime and cedarwood. Now in his final year of university, all Dunk wants is to focus on his art, protect his shy younger brother, and maybe, just maybe, stop his best friend Phuwin from throwing himself in front of every flirtatious alpha. But fate has other plans. Joong is cold, calculating, and dangerously quiet-the kind of alpha who doesn't need to raise his voice to make a room freeze. CEO by day, feared mafia kingpin by blood-soaked midnight, he hides his true self behind layers of suits, control, and ruthlessness. Until one terrified crybaby omega stumbles into his path. And Joong's carefully built world begins to unravel. Because Dunk isn't just any omega. He's the one Joong can't stop watching. Can't stop craving. Can't stop protecting-even from himself. But obsession has a price. And love may not survive the storm #joongdunk #pondphuwin #geminifourth #taynew #earthmix

The Archen estate is not a home. It's a gilded cage. Behind the polished walls and silk curtains, cruelty drips like poison into everything it touches. When the Archen family bought Dunk Natachai from his own blood, it wasn't a wedding - it was a transaction. A boy sold off to silence his father's debts, to seal a name that was never meant to be his. It should have been his sister. She's hated him ever since. But Joong saw Dunk once - one single look - and wanted him. So the house swallowed him whole. Dunk grew up in bruises and broken promises, in a family where love never came without pain. But nothing - nothing - could have prepared him for the Archen mansion. A house full of strangers with matching blood and blackened hearts. Grandfather to aunt, uncle to mother, father to siblings - they don't see him as a husband. They see him as property. An outsider. A servant with a ring on his finger. And every day, Joong - the golden son, the one who claimed him - holds Dunk with gentle hands and soft eyes. He speaks like love is enough. He doesn't hear the whispers behind the walls. He doesn't see what they do when he's gone. Dunk never tells him. So Dunk screams instead. He shatters plates and windows, throws furniture against walls that already suffocate him. He lashes out, he burns down every tender word Joong gives him. He's loud because it's the only way to still feel real. He's breaking because no one else will hear the sound of it. Joong loves him like he's something precious. Dunk hates him like he's the cage itself. This isn't a love story. It's a war inside a house that smiles for the world and bleeds behind closed doors.

- Mine by Force. - Delusion? No, It's Manifestation. ------------- 🌼 He's untouchable. A mafia king with blood on his hands and calm in his voice. No one knows where he lives. No one knows where he goes. But I do. Because I'm Joong-22, dangerously in love, and just a little too good at internet stalking. I found him through a number plate. Tracked him down through Google Street View. Showed up at secret parties, shady warehouses, and mafia dens... with coffee and a smile. Everyone says he's the monster in the dark. But I think he just needs a hug. Or maybe a kiss. Or maybe to be mine. Too bad he thinks I'm an idiot. Worse-he might be right. But even a mafia lord can't hide from a boy with Wi-Fi, romantic delusions, and zero sense of fear. 

JoongDunk Mafia AU They said Dunk's life was perfect. Married to Phuwin - a rich, powerful heir who owned multiple companies - he was supposed to live like royalty. But behind those mansion walls, perfection was a lie. He wasn't treated like a husband. He was treated like a maid. No love. No warmth. Only orders, insults, and cruelty. Then came the unexpected - a pregnancy that turned his world upside down. Running from a life that wanted to destroy him and his baby, Dunk never imagined the universe would lead him straight into the hands of Joong Archen Aydin, the city's most feared mafia boss. For Dunk, it was their first meeting. For Joong... it wasn't. He didn't know that escaping one hell... would lead him straight into another. A man who could destroy lives with a glance. Cold. Dangerous. Merciless. And yet, the moment he saw Dunk, something snapped inside him. He wanted him. Protected him. Owned him. To Joong, Dunk became an addiction - something pure in his dark world. But somewhere between fear and obsession, their hearts began to beat as one - bound by pain, fire, and a love that no one could destroy. And when the world tried to take Dunk away again, Joong made one promise: "Touch him... and I'll burn everything you've ever loved." Dunk: "He was dangerous. I was desperate. And somehow we became home. ❗️Mpreg❗️

Vampire professor × Stubborn Student . . [Joongdunk fanfic] . . . Pondphuwin second lead . Geminifourth third lead

Joong used to have a girlfriend. Dunk used to have a best friend. Now, neither of them have what they once did. After a messy breakup, Joong is surrounded by friends trying to cheer him up-but there's only one person who can make him smile like he used to: Dunk, the best friend he pushed away without a word. When Dunk shows up, there's tension, there's silence... and then, there's understanding. They may have drifted, but the bond never really broke. Then Joong proposes something insane: Let my ex think I've moved on-with you. Let her regret leaving. It's a wild plan, but Dunk agrees. Not because he wants to help Joong win his ex back-but because Dunk's been hiding burning desires he's never had the space to explore. And this might be the one chance to finally understand them-with someone he trusts. Even after getting back what both of them wanted,fate finds their way back to each other,tangled in confusion and desire. It was supposed to be a trade. A way to get back what they lost. But somewhere between blurred lines and late-night confessions,sweaty bodies tangled together, the question isn't who they want to fool- It's what they're starting to feel. Love, lust, and loyalty-this isn't just a fake plan. It's something real they never saw coming.

When destiny plays its cruelest card, a boy of twelve finds himself forced into a marriage that was never meant for him. Joong, an orphan treated as a burden, is suddenly chosen to replace his cousin in an old alliance-bound to a man twice his age. But fate twists again when Dunk, the heir of the powerful Natachai family, steps in. Dunk sacrifices the love of his life, Venessa, to protect Joong from a monster. What begins as an unwanted bond becomes a storm of betrayal, broken promises, and unshakable loyalty. Joong trembles under the weight of a marriage he cannot understand. Dunk struggles between his shattered dreams and the vow he refuses to break. Families rage, alliances crumble, and love itself is tested. Can a relationship born out of duty ever grow into love? Or will Joong and Dunk be crushed by the very traditions meant to bind them together? ✨ A story of heartbreak, betrayal, and the fragile line between protection and devotion.

Dunk lives quietly, with a smile that hides more than anyone knows-not even his closest friends see what he's keeping buried. Joong, always by his side, starts to notice the cracks. Something's changing. And time might be running out.