Joongdunk fanfiction ,a sad one guys, if you are searching for fluffy romantic go for, "you never had to ask" this is sad and I'm warning yall not happy ending

The saying that time heals everything is fake. Do you think a 31 year old Dunk Natachai already feels fine with the mention or even a slight memory of his ex-boyfriend and his first love, Joong Archen, after thirteen years of not meeting his first heartbreak? No, he is not. Their story started when they were both still high school students who think that the world can be the way they wanted it to be and everything will be okay at the end. Innocent little kids, they learned their lessons back then. And after so many evening skies have passed between them, their story envelops once again. This time, they are adult enough to realize that they can't change the world, but still, there is some hope for the people who pray sincerely for it. Can they have their happy ending this time? [a JoongDunk Fanfiction]

Overlay [verb]: to cover something with a layer of something else Everyone has their dirty little secret, right? An ordinary office worker like Dunk Natachai also has one thing that he keeps for himself for so long, it is his guilty pleasure. And it was all fine until one day his path collided again with an A-list actor singer named Joong Archen who looks like has so many problems in his hands. They meet, they talk, they kiss, they fight, they have sex, and they... share another dirty little secret, but this time, together.

Dunk's life didn't fall apart all at once. It rotted. The day his father remarried a woman young enough to be his sister, Dunk learned how quietly a home could become a grave. She erased his mother with a smile. Sold her things. Mocked her death. Drained his father's accounts, his spine, his will. And treated Dunk like something in the way - something disposable. When there was nothing left to steal, she vanished. Cold. Untouched. Unpunished. Dunk learns the world doesn't punish monsters. It rewards them. Until he finds her again. Beautiful. Untarnished. On the arm of Joong Archen - thirty-two, obscenely rich, untouchably powerful. A man dangerous enough to ruin lives without ever dirtying his hands. A man she plans to consume next. So Dunk doesn't chase her. He aims higher. He decides to destroy her the only way that will matter. He will make Joong choose him. Desire him. Protect him. Believe in him. Ruiner her by loving the wrong person. He will turn his beauty into a weapon. His youth into bait. His grief into leverage. His rage into strategy. Because a twenty-two-year-old with nothing left to lose is the most lethal thing alive. What Dunk doesn't plan for is Joong Archen becoming obsessed. Not infatuated. Not charmed. Obsessed in a way that is dark and absolute and violent. Joong doesn't fall in love. He consumes. He cages. He shields with blood and teeth and devotion. He worships Dunk like something holy - and something owned. And when Dunk realizes he didn't just seduce a powerful man but awakened something twisted, possessive, and irreversible- it's already far too late. Because Dunk wanted revenge. He never meant to break a man who doesn't know how to lose. And Joong Archen is not the kind of man you wound and survive.

Joong Archen works at the Natachai company as nothing more than a regular employee. Quiet. Poor. Easy to overlook. Dunk Natachai is the chairman's son - rich, beautiful, reckless, and the kind of person who treats love like a game he already won before it even started. And Joong falls for him anyway. Not because Dunk is kind. Not because Dunk deserves it. But because Dunk knows exactly how to make himself feel impossible to leave. A soft voice after midnight. A jealous look that lasts one second too long. A kiss that feels real until morning comes and Dunk pretends it meant nothing. That is how he keeps Joong. Never enough to call it love. Always enough to keep him waiting. While Dunk disappears into other nights, other people, other bodies, Joong stays behind rebuilding the pieces of himself Dunk keeps breaking apart. Because the cruelest thing about Dunk is not that he hurts Joong. It is that he knows exactly how much Joong loves him - and uses it anyway. But love built on crumbs cannot survive forever. And one day, after too many lies and too many chances, Joong reaches the point where he still loves Dunk... ...but cannot survive him anymore. And for the first time in his life, Dunk Natachai learns that sometimes the person who forgives the most is also the one who leaves for real. _______ Story wish inspired by: @odronatachai ♡ Thank you for trusting me with your idea and letting me turn it into something of my own. While the original inspiration came from the request above, the entire storyline, plot, character development, emotional arcs, scenes, dialogues, and overall structure of this AU were fully created and written by me.

Sugar & Sweat Book One - The Beginning of Us (Boxer x Pâtissier) Joong Archen is built from violence and survival. The crowd calls him The Black Reaper-a fighter who wins with blood on his knuckles and silence in his eyes. He doesn't drink. He doesn't party. He doesn't let anyone close. Dunk Natachai is the opposite: warm hands, soft heart, a pastry shop that tastes like heaven and feels like safety. He believes in big love the way some people believe in religion-quietly, stubbornly, painfully. When a stupid bet pushes Joong into Dunk's orbit, it should be simple. Thirty days. A game. A distraction. But the moment Joong steps into Dunk's shop, something cracks. Dunk smells like vanilla and home. Like a memory Joong buried when he was eight. And Dunk-without knowing why-starts to feel it too. A childhood promise. A blue flower ring. A boy in a treehouse who once whispered: You're my yellow. Now they're adults, and the world is sharper. Joong's grief is a loaded weapon. Dunk's softness is a target. And the closer they get, the more dangerous it becomes-because Joong's darkness is real... ...and Dunk might be the only thing that can pull him back. If the truth doesn't destroy them first.

A new apartment. A cheap rent. A fresh start. That's all Dunk Natachai wanted after his breakup. But the neighbors aren't just strange - they're unsettling. Smiling too wide. Watching too closely. Calling him things he never told them. And next door lives Joong Archen. A man who never leaves traces. A name whispered in FBI files. A ghost who shouldn't exist. Dunk's best friend swears it's safe. Dunk wants to believe him. But when the walls feel too thin, the hallways too quiet, and the neighbors too interested... He realizes he didn't move into a home. He stepped into a cage. Book cover by: lochi ✨

Dunk is the definition of gentle - soft-spoken, polite, hardworking, and painfully innocent. A scholarship med student juggling two jobs, he still brings soup to his mum after every shift. She's all he has. His whole world. When she suddenly collapses and needs emergency surgery, Dunk's life shatters. The cost is impossible. The hospital refuses to move without payment. No savings. No family. No time. And that's when Joong walks in. Joong - the city's most feared mafia heir. Cold. Ruthless. Emotionless. Except the moment he sees Dunk... something snaps. An obsession. Fierce. Immediate. Consuming. Dunk knows none of this. He only hears Joong's offer: "I'll pay everything - the surgery, treatment, private hospital. No limits. No debt. In return... you belong to me." Joong doesn't want money, favors, or work. He wants Dunk - the sweet, innocent boy who has no idea how dangerous he is. Dunk is terrified. But he's also a son watching his mother slip away. He signs. And Joong's obsession begins. • Moves Dunk into his penthouse • Controls where he goes, who he talks to, how late he's out • Drives him to university every morning • Assigns a "driver" who is actually a bodyguard • Threatens anyone who raises their voice at Dunk • Attends every hospital appointment • Watches him study like prayer Dunk is too soft, too pure, too good for Joong's world - and that only makes Joong more possessive. Anyone who looks too long disappears. Anyone who flirts regrets it. Anyone who challenges Joong's claim pays for it. Dunk was supposed to hate him. But Joong is gentle with him in ways no one expects - quiet, protective, almost fragile when Dunk is near. Because Dunk isn't just Joong's obsession. He's the last piece of innocence Joong has left. And Joong will burn the entire city before he lets him go. This isn't a love story. It's the story of a sweet boy who needed help... and the mafia man who chose to own him, protect him, and love him - to the edge of

Pond Naravit Lertratkosum is a self-made tech CEO-cold, commanding, emotionally shut off. Raised to believe queerness equals weakness, he built his empire by burying every part of himself that could feel. Now, his father threatens to take it all away-unless he agrees to one thing: marry a man. Phuwin Tangsakyuen is everything Pond was taught to despise-openly gay, elegant, and the biological son of two powerful fathers in a world where mpreg is completely natural. A fashion mogul in his own right, Phuwin once loved Pond silently, clinging to a fleeting moment of college kindness. So when the chance comes to marry him-even through a loveless contract-he says yes. Because maybe, the boy he once believed in still exists beneath all that ice. But what begins as a cold business arrangement quickly unravels into something messier. Resentment. Buried desire. Emotional scars. And a past that refuses to stay buried. But will Phuwin finally get the love, he's always ached for or will he have to watch the one thing he wanted most, burn him from the inside out? This is not a sweet romance. It's messy, raw and painfully human. 🔥 Slow-burn | Enemies to lovers | Arranged marriage | Mpreg AU ⚠️ Verbal/emotional abuse, internalized homophobia, heavy smuts, angst, mpreg. Reader discretion advised. 💫 Joong × Dunk and Gemini × Fourth appear as side couples-offering warmth (or more angst) and contrast to the chaos.

He forgot a lot. Just not the feeling of him. Sugar & Sweat - Book Two: Forget Me Not continues Joong and Dunk's story after everything changes in the worst possible way. Some people lose memories. Some lose timing. Some lose the person standing right in front of them and don't even realize it. Joong can't remember what mattered. Dunk remembers too much. And somewhere between silence, distance, and the unbearable closeness of someone who feels familiar but looks at you like a stranger, they are forced into something harder than falling in love: waiting. wondering. hurting. hoping. Because the mind can fail. But the body remembers. A scent. A touch. A flower. A feeling that refuses to die just because a memory disappeared. Forget Me Not is about love after rupture. About the cruelty of being remembered by heart but not by name. And about what happens when one person forgets the story- but the other still has to live inside it.