College life is chaotic enough-but when four rising stars join the same university, chaos turns into fireworks. Joong and Dunk, drama club rivals, can't make it through a single rehearsal without bickering. Pond and Phuwin, debate team opponents, are just as stubborn, throwing witty comebacks like knives. But when the university forces the drama club and debate team to collaborate for the biggest festival of the year, sparks fly in more ways than one. Between late-night rehearsals, whispered rumors on campus, and stolen glances when no one's looking, rivalry slowly turns into something else-something softer, scarier, and far harder to hide. Because sometimes, the only thing more dangerous than competing... is falling in love.

Joong Archen has everything a rising idol could want- a boy group on fire, a stadium full of screaming fans, his face on every massive screen. But after JASPER 1ST STAGE BMMF15, when the lights go down and the cheers fade, he comes home to the only person who really matters: Dunk. One missed text. One drunk argument. One night that cracks open all the things they never say out loud-about attention, jealousy, love, and the fear of not being enough for each other. Between the wild chaos of fame and the quiet of their shared bed, Joong and Dunk have to figure out how to hold on tighter instead of running away. Because for Joong, no matter how loud the crowd screams, Dunk will always be his first priority. The question is: can they learn to love each other softly... even when it hurts? 💿 Idol AU 📱 Miscommunication, clingy love, drunk arguments 💔 Soft angst, deep feelings 🤍 Slow, loving make-ups / emotional intimacy

A 900 Followers Special JoongDunk short story. They have been best friends for five years - acting together, working together, touching too easily, and pretending none of it means more than friendship. But during Songkran, one night of jealousy, alcohol, heat, and buried feelings finally pushes everything too far to ignore. Because Joong loved first. And Dunk is only now realizing he might have loved him all along. A Songkran AU about best friends to lovers, years of unspoken feelings, blurred lines, and one night that changes everything.

Just a short story about my whole delulunis about the GMMTV OUTING 2026 only JoongDunk focus! It's a whole short smut story ✨

BROKEN CONTROL Genre: Dark Romance | Mafia | Psychological | Betrayal Story Information: Joong Archen is a fearless mafia leader who controls the entire city. Power. Money. Loyalty. Fear. He has everything. Except love. After his parents were murdered when he was four years old, Joong learned one rule: Emotions are weakness. Control is survival. He built his empire from blood and silence. He never allowed anyone close enough to break him. Until Dunk Natachai entered his life. Beautiful. Quiet. Soft smile. The only person who makes Joong's heart beat faster. But what Joong doesn't know- Dunk was never sent to love him. He was trained. Prepared. Chosen carefully. His mission: Gain Joong's trust. Break his control. Destroy everything he built. And the cruelest truth of all- The man who sent Dunk is the same man who ordered the murder of Joong's parents. When love is used as a weapon, and control begins to crack, only one thing is certain- Someone will bleed.

Joong, the alpha heir of Guntithanon clan hires Dunk, a rogue omega that stays in the Tangsakyuen compound as his personal bodyguard. A journey where Dunk tries to keep Joong alive, while Joong proves his love for Dunk JoongDunk centric PondPhuwin & SarawatTine supporting the plot. *not your typical ABO verse

This isn't "bad boy who's secretly good.- This is "bad man who could destroy nations and still casually ask for your number because you caught his interest." He's seductive like silk wrapped around a dagger. He makes Joong feel safe and terrified at the same time. Because when he says, "You're interesting," you just know something in the timeline has shifted. He's not evil for the sake of it. He's a pragmatic chaos curator. He solves impossible problems for the highest bidder, or just for fun. He has no loyalties-until maybe Joong becomes his first. And Joong? Joong is the one wild card he never planned for. He didn't expect Joong to matter. But now that Joong does, he'll burn down every algorithm he's ever built to keep him close. 

🔥 PROLOGUE - "Before the Fall" Joong had never needed a bodyguard this close before. He had a team-faceless men in suits who lingered outside his university gates, rode in cars that tailed discreetly, whispered into hidden mics about routes and rendezvous and security zones. But this was different. This wasn't just proximity. This was permanence. The new bodyguard stood by the grand windows of Joong's penthouse suite, staring out at the skyline like it was a threat. His shoulders were square, broad, coiled like he could spring at any moment. He hadn't smiled once since stepping in. His name was Dunk Natachai. Special Forces background. Silent. Sharp. Unflinching. And terrifyingly beautiful. Joong sipped his orange juice at the breakfast table, eyes flicking upward from behind the rim of his glass. Watching. Studying. The angle of Dunk's jaw. The way his black shirt strained against muscled arms. The glint of the earpiece catching morning light. Unreachable. Untouchable. Joong couldn't help the smile that tugged at his lips. "This is going to be fun," he whispered to himself, heart already too warm for his own good. He didn't know it then, but someday- That same man would bleed for him. Kill for him. Come for him like hellfire through steel and smoke. And Joong would fall in love with the fire that saved him.

When Joong suddenly becomes guardian to his newborn nephew, everyone says a single man can't raise a baby alone. Desperate and heartbroken, he turns to the one person he once loved-Dunk. To protect the child, Dunk does the unthinkable: He marries Joong. What begins as a marriage of convenience slowly turns into soft midnight feedings, quiet touches, shared smiles... and feelings they thought were gone forever. A tiny baby brought them together. Love will make them stay.

Some people study for grades. Some people study for glory. And some people study you. - The university gates are older than him, older than most cities, and Joong thinks they look like something out of a dream. Gold-lettered. Grand. Intimidating. He's thirty minutes early, wearing the sunshine-yellow sweater his sister insisted was his "lucky charm" for first impressions. There's a little sweat under his collar. A lot of hope clinging to his chest. New job. New campus. A chance to do something that matters. He rehearses his introduction under his breath as he walks through the corridor. "Good morning, I'm Professor Joong-no, too stiff-Hi, I'm Joong, and I'll be your-ugh, too casual-" His thoughts are interrupted by the sight of students walking past, bright-eyed, laughing, full of potential. And then one student-him. A flash of crisp uniform. Black hair that shines too clean under the light. A stride too precise to be accidental. He's talking to someone, nodding politely, smiling just enough to seem approachable-but there's a wall behind that face. A polished, perfect wall. Joong doesn't know his name yet. Not officially. But he knows this: That boy is the kind people write scholarship recommendations for before they even graduate. The kind that carries the university's reputation on his shoulders and makes it look like silk. "That's Dunk," someone whispers beside him. "Student Council President. Top of the class. Literally the best we have."