A joongdunk mafia au Dunk is the university's golden boy , brilliant, charming, untouchable. Everyone wants him. No one knows him. Because Dunk has a secret. One that ties him to the city's darkest underworld. Joong is the university's problem , wild, dangerous, impossible to ignore. The kind of guy who smiles like he's already won. Because he has ,Joong runs one of the most feared mafia syndicates in the city. They were never supposed to meet. But a single night , a single fight , changes everything. Joong learns Dunk's secret. Dunk learns Joong's power. And now they can't stay away from each other. Enemies. Rivals. Obsession. The campus isn't big enough for two kings ,but neither of them is willing to bow. When blood is spilled and hearts get involved, there's only one rule left: If they can't destroy each other, they might just burn the world together.

The streets were loud. Always loud. Always hungry. Dunk's body ached. His stomach had stopped growling days ago - as if even it had given up. The city didn't care who fell on its concrete. Not when there were parties to attend and purses to clutch. He sat curled against a rusted lamppost, wrapped in a rag that used to be a shirt, eyes barely open, mind long past caring. The world had turned grayscale. Then it happened. A voice-young, sharp, bubbling with laughter-floated from across the sidewalk. Talk of brands and boutiques, a string of designer names like spells: "Prada, Gucci, Balenciaga-no, not that again, please-" and then... footsteps slowed. A boy, maybe 14, with warm skin and a smile too bright for this city, stepped forward. He wasn't dressed in gold, but his confidence shimmered. His eyes flickered to Dunk, just for a second. He didn't say a word. He just walked up, pulled out a packet of food from his glittery tote bag, and placed it beside Dunk. Then a folded bill-crisp, blue, too generous. He turned, already laughing again with his friends as they walked away. He never looked back. But Dunk... Dunk never stopped looking. ⸻ Thirteen years later. The party pulsed like a vein, neon and expensive. Chandeliers trembled with bass. Flutes of champagne floated past on silver trays. Everyone glittered, but no one glowed. Dunk stood by the entrance in a tailored black-on-black ensemble that screamed "touch me and die, but take a photo first." A soft silk scarf looped around his neck like smoke. Rings on every finger. The room shrank when he walked in. "Who invited the bodyguard in Chanel?" a voice snapped across the room. Dunk's eyes turned, slow and hungry. There he was. Joong. Older. Wilder. Dressed like sin on sale. Lips curled in mischief, eyes narrowed like he already knew he'd be the problem tonight. Dunk's breath didn't hitch. He didn't melt. He smiled.

Genre: Historical BL, Fantasy Romance, Transmigration, Angst-Fluff-Smut. Setting: A regal empire, possibly vaguely inspired by South/Southeast Asian kingdoms Core Premise: Joong (from 2025), just minding his own business in the modern world, suddenly transmigrates into the body of a royal prince-seconds before that prince is about to be gifted to the terrifying, legendary General Dunk. No one else knows it's not the same Joong anymore. The original prince was scared and resistant; our Joong, however, sees Dunk and goes: "I get it. I get the hype. I am intrigued. And possibly into it." Dunk, meanwhile, has a reputation that can make kingdoms fall without a battle. He's regal, feared, undefeated-and completely uninterested in politics. But when the prince is handed to him, and he sees that Joong doesn't flinch like before... Something stirs. 

Joongdunk Perthsanta and Pondphuwin Fanfiction

As it say on the title, this is all of my works of JoongDunk's one shot compilation. Every chapter can have a different genre and different universe, or I can make the continuation of it if i want it, I will tell you in the beginning of chapter.

After five years of losing contacts, Joong can finally meet again with his old friend, Dunk. Later he knew, Dunk had already forgotten him completely, not because he wanted to but because of the dementia he had suffered. [i originally wrote this as a seventeen fanfiction, i just rewrote it for Joongdunk]

He kills without hesitation. I cry over spilled milkshakes. Dunk Natachai is sunshine in human form clingy, pouty, and way too sweet for the world he lives in. Joong Aydin is the cold, quiet heir to the Aydin mafia smart, possessive, and terrifying to everyone but one person. When a milkshake, a pout, and a kiss turn friendship into something dangerously real, Joong learns that love is the one thing he can't control... and Dunk learns that even monsters can be gentle with the right heart. 🖤 He's the mafia's heir. I'm just his favorite weakness. #joongdunk #pondphuwin #geminifourth #ForceBook #bestfriendstolovers #mafia

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

Dunk, a charming and resourceful young man, is thrown into the dangerous world of espionage when his boyfriend, Dew-a officer renowned for solving the city's toughest cases-tasks. The target? ShadowX, a mysterious and elusive mafia? No one knows his real identity or how he operates-until now. As Dew closes in on ShadowX's whereabouts, he devises an unconventional plan, Dunk must infiltrate ShadowX's world by moving into the same apartment building and luring him in. Armed only with his wit, beauty, and determination, Dunk dives into a high-stakes game of seduction But things take an unexpected turn when Dunk finds himself drawn to ShadowX's enigmatic charm. Behind the criminal facade lies a man as dangerous as he is captivating. As Dunk stuck between loyalty to Dew and the growing tension with ShadowX, secrets unravel Or ShadowX is really a Mafia?

Joongdunk Au A badass Boy and his strict bodyguard Dunk, the charming and rebellious son of a powerful businessman, lives his life seeking freedom and excitement-anything to escape the shadow of his overprotective father. But his world is turned upside down when a kidnapping incident forces his father to hire Joong, a cold, stoic bodyguard whose unwavering sense of duty clashes with Dunk's carefree spirit.