Ten years. 3,650 days. A lifetime of bestfriends and nothing more. "In all our years together," Dunk started "I didn't know you liked guys​" "I didn't know I did," Joong responded, "Until I met Fluke."​ "Wait..." Dunk's voice cracked "So you mean, we've shared everything together for years? We've slept in the same bed, Joong. My head has been on your shoulder more times than I can count, and you didn't feel that spark with me? Not even once?" "Dunk... I've just never thought of you in that way. You're clearly gorgeous, But I just don't see you in a romantic way" "Are you saying Fluke is more attractive than me? Is he better than me? Is that why you could feel it with him in a few months, but not with me in ten years?" "Dunk... this is ridiculous, i don't get why it bothers you that you're not my type" "Is... is there something wrong with me, Joong?" "There's nothing wrong with you. You're perfect. But why do you suddenly care? You've never thought of me in that way either, Dunk. Not once in ten years did you look at me and want more. You never minded the fact that I didn't think of you like that why now? he laughed "I just..." Dunk started "You're my best friend. That's the box I put you in." "Don't pretend you mind being 'not my type' just because you're bored with your girlfriend." ​"I'm not bored," Dunk whispered.. ​"I have to go now. Fluke might get lonely if I leave him too long." The silence Joong left behind wasn't just empty-it was insulting. Bored. The word felt like a slap. Joong really thought this was about View? That Dunk was just looking for a distraction from a stale relationship? He was gorgeous. He was perfect. But he wasn't the type. It wasn't heartbreak-it was a sting to his ego. After a decade of being Joong's everything, he was suddenly just the guy who didn't make the cut. ​"You said I wasn't your type, Joong Archen? Well, suddenly... I mind."

Dunk held Joong, a spoiled wild kid...pampered by his parents...adores by everyone around him...Suffering severe Trauma in teenage...see how things work between them...

IDOL X BOXER He was trained to smile. He was trained to fight. Joong's life was built on perfection every move controlled, every word scripted. Dunk's life was built on survival every hit real, every scar earned. They met by accident. Stayed by choice. And broke... when the world refused to let them exist. Because love like theirs? Was never meant to survive the spotlight. Now, with everything falling apart and nowhere left to run the only question left is: will they choose each other... or lose everything trying?

A collection of JoongDunk / DunkJoong one-shot AUs. Writing my fantasies about them I'll also be using this space to practice and improve my writing, so feel free to point out anything I can fix na ka. ⁱ ˢᵘᵍᵍᵉˢᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵒᶠᶠˡⁱⁿᵉ ᶜᵘᶻ ᵘᵖᵈᵃᵗᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ˢˡᵒʷ. 18+

They married for money, power, and mutual disdain...but love wasn't part of the deal. Or A marriage of convenience turns into a battle of wills... and hearts.

Dunk fell inlove with Joong at first site but gets rejected and decides to take matters into his own hands...... Just a warning um not gonna introduce the characters because I don't want to spoil the fun...

Five years after vanishing from Thailand, Joong Archen has built a life of silence and secrets. But when one familiar name surfaces in the darkest of places, the ground beneath him shatters. What waits in the shadows of his return is not forgiveness, not love only a truth that was never meant to be found

Dunk and Joong have been "just friends" for years. One honest, beer-fueled confession is all it takes to blow that story wide open. or Dunk and Joong are best friends who've dated girls while not-so-secretly having the hots for each other. Dunk is done playing games, ready to claim what's his. And Joong is done pretending he doesn't want it, too.

In the sleek, cold marble of their shared penthouse, Joong Archen-a charismatic music producer who moves through women like he moves through melodies-looks at his best friend, Dunk "Lumi" Natachai. ​"Twenty-seven, Lumi," Joong teases, tossing a towel at him after a workout. "A literal genius, a millionaire, and you're still a virgin. You're waiting for a miracle that isn't coming. Let me set you up tonight at the party. It's time you lived a little." Joong thinks it's a joke. He thinks Dunk is just "too focused on code." He has no idea that Dunk is a virgin because he is saving himself for a man who tells him about his girlfriends every morning. Dunk isn't waiting for a miracle; he's waiting for the pain to stop. What happens when a brilliant, introverted computer engineer who has spent nineteen years "erasing" his unrequited love for his best friend is forced to face the truth when a drunken mistake, a deleted CCTV file, and a persistent "midnight memory" collide.