Joong had never believed in fate. Until the accident. When he opened his eyes in the hospital, dazed and dizzy, he saw a glowing number floating above the nurse's head. 3247 It pulsed, like a heartbeat. Days. The number dropped by one as the clock struck midnight. He tried to ignore it. Pretend it was trauma, stress, anything logical. But then he saw zero above a stranger in the hallway. And the stranger died. Joong's world cracked. He stopped looking at the numbers. Stopped caring. Until the boy with the countdown of 30 days spilled iced coffee on him and smiled like sunlight. Dunk. He lived like time didn't scare him. Joong watched his number burn lower and lower, powerless. And somewhere between midnight drives, raindrop kisses, and rooftop sunrises - joong forgot that dunk was a countdown. He started treating him like a future. But fate doesn't negotiate. When love arrives with an expiration date, What hurts more -- Knowing the end is coming or loving anyway?

Joong remembers every past life he has ever lived. Dunk remembers none. In every lifetime, they find each other. In every lifetime, Dunk leaves first - sometimes by fate, sometimes by choice

To tame a playboy, you need a strategy. To marry one, you need a contract. Dunk's "Husband Project" is simple: fix his chaotic, infuriating husband, Joong. But Joong isn't just a spoiled heir-he's a man hiding a world of pain behind every party and provocation. The real project isn't about changing each other. It's about learning to love the broken parts.

Dunk has spent years in the ER saving people on the edge of death-but the one they rush in at 2:17 a.m. shatters every rule he's learned to live by. A stranger, carved open by knives, grazed by a bullet, and covered in scars that speak of a life soaked in violence. A stranger who should mean nothing to him... yet the moment Dunk touches him to stop the bleeding, something beneath his calm fractures. A pull he can't name. A memory he shouldn't have. Then the stranger's eyes snap open-wild, unnervingly aware-and all the noise of the ER seems to fall away. He looks at Dunk not like a doctor, not like a rescuer, but like a man who he had lost ... and never stopped searching for. Before Dunk can move, the stranger seizes his wrist with a desperate strength. "Dunk... please don't disappear ever again." Words that make no sense-yet feel like a grief he's already lived. And just as suddenly, the man collapses. Unconscious. Dying. Leaving Dunk with a bruised wrist, bloodstained gloves, and a question that claws at him long after the gurney disappears into the ICU: How can a dying stranger say he's already lost Dunk once... and why does some part of Dunk believe him? As secrets surface, memories blur, and danger coils closer, Dunk is about to discover that the man he saved isn't a stranger at all-just the key to a past he doesn't remember... and a future someone is willing to kill for. Mafia Boss Joong X Doctor Dunk AU

Joong survives the night he was never meant to. Betrayed and bleeding, he vanishes into a forest no one enters twice. Deep within it stands a mansion untouched by time-and Dunk, a presence that does not fear what Joong is. As hunters wait beyond the trees and the forest closes in, Joong must decide whether survival is enough... or if some echoes demand more than escape.

- DunkJoong Story.

Two mafia bosses, Pond & Joong ruled a city of shadows with iron fists. They bowed to no one. Until a defiant journalist, Phuwin, challenged their throne without knowing much about their power . And phuwin's friend a gentle med student, Dunk, taken by them because of the same chaos... Two ruthless brothers. Two unexpected captives. It was the beginning of a surrender. (Joongdunk & Pondphuwin as main characters ) # 1 Rank in #pondphuwin (16/12/2025)

No Alpha / Beta / Omega hierarchy There are no ranks. Werewolves in this world are born from fragments of a broken moon spirit, each having unique abilities instead of roles. Wolves don't transform because of the full moon They transform when they hear a mysterious sound called "The Resonance" - a pulse from the moon's core. Only pairs destined by the moon hear the same pulse frequency. Joong and Dunk share the same Resonance, making them rare "Moonbound." Love does NOT cure or control the wolf Instead, the wolf form reveals hidden emotions and truths the human refuses to say. A cursed prophecy never used in werewolf stories

The office lights hummed softly, long after most had gone home. Dunk leaned lazily against his desk, his tie loosened, laughter slipping from his lips as Ryu whispered something teasing in his ear. He didn't notice the shadow standing at the far end of the corridor, eyes burning with quiet possession. Joong's gaze never wavered. Dunk could flirt all he wanted,but sooner or later, he would learn who he belonged to. Across the city, another kind of storm raged. Phuwin's hands trembled as he clutched the edge of the dinner table, Pond's voice cutting sharp through the silence. Accusations, jealousy, demands... each word was a chain tightening around his throat. Yet when Pond's hand slammed against the wall beside his face, when his breath came hot and ragged against Phuwin's skin, Phuwin hated himself for the way his heart still pounded for him. Love and hate blurred until there was nothing left but fire. And so their stories began... A flirt too careless, a boss too possessive. A marriage too toxic, a love too forbidden. Four hearts colliding in a game where desire was dangerous, and obsession was everything.

"Fucking... asshole..." Dunk cursed under his breath, his body trembling from the overwhelming sensations. Joong leaned in, voice low and vicious against his ear. "That's right," Joong growled, his hips snapping forward, thrusting into Dunk with increasing force. "I am fucking an asshole." For generations, the Boonpraserts and Aydins have stood side by side-two of Thailand's most powerful dynasties, bound by legacy, empire, and an unspoken promise to protect each other's interests. Now, that promise is becoming permanent through the upcoming marriage between the Aydin heir and the Boonpraserts' only daughter. Joong Archen Aydin is everything an heir should be: elegant, obedient, and impossibly perfect-the golden son shaped by legacy and expectation. Dunk Boonprasert, on the other hand, is chaos incarnate. Reckless. Sharp-tongued. The black sheep his family tries to hide behind polished smiles and public image. The two have been enemies since childhood-locked in a lifelong war of petty sabotage, brutal words, and fights that always turned ugly. But everything changes the night Dunk decides to give in to a moment's vulnerability and sleeps with Joong. His sister's fiancé. His lifelong nemesis. The one person he should have never touched.