when news of Joong, an idol from the group named Jasper, and Dunk, a solo artist dating makes headlines in the worst way possible they are forced to breakup. Now 5 years later, with a child, a scarred face and a wounded past can Joong and Dunk reconcile their relationship? #1 on JoonDunk 24/12/2025

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 spent his entire life in the shadows. Until the day he met Joong, an alpha who awakened feelings in him that he had never experienced before. So he pushed him away. Because getting attached had never been an option. Because trusting someone was far too dangerous. But some people always find a way into your heart, no matter how hard you try to keep them at a distance. And sometimes, fate is far more persistent than all your fears.

In the cold, blue flicker of the Archen surveillance suite, Joong doesn't see a city to rule; he sees a single man to worship. His finger trembles as he pauses the feed on Dr. Dunk-the only light in his sterile, violent world. He recalls the day he watched Dunk cradle a stranger's child in the hospital, a moment of pure grace that shattered Joong's hollow heart. To capture that light, Joong didn't just stalk; he engineered a tragedy. He sat in his car gripped a blade, and methodically sliced his own arm, bleeding just enough to ensure that when he stumbled into the ER, he would be the only thing Dunk had to save. He built a fortress of mirrors and cameras to keep the "Saint" safe, but he never realized that by inviting Dunk into his cage, he was the one handing over the keys.

"Forever was never the deal. Until it was the only thing left." The "deal" was supposed to be a surgical strike: clean, efficient, and devoid of complications. Dunk was the king of the one-night stand, a man whose heart was as guarded as a high-security trauma ward. But Joong Archen didn't play by the rules of the ER; he played the long game of a neurosurgeon. Day one: One night only.. This kid is cute, but he's way too serious. I'll break him in a week. One week later: Dunk woke in Joong's bed AGAIN He should have left hours ago, yet he found himself pulling the duvet higher. "I'm just staying over because his bed is actually comfortable," he muttered to the empty guest pillow. "It's purely for the lumbar support." One month later: Dunk stood at the edge of the cafeteria, his grip tightening on his tray until his knuckles turned white. He watched the Head of Pediatrics laugh at something Joong said, his chest tightening with a strange, caustic heat. Wait... why am I jealous of her talking to him? It's just a consult. It's not like we're... anything. Three months later: Dunk stood in front of the vanity in Joong's master bath, frozen. Next to the sleek, electronic toothbrush Joong used sat a second one-Dunk's. Beside it was his favorite face cream and a spare set of his contacts. He stared at the reflection of his own confused eyes, wondering exactly when he'd stopped going back to his own apartment. What begins as a one night agreement quicklyspirals into Dunk crashing at Joong's apartment for the comfort of a post-call shower and home-cooked fried egg rice, a domestic trap that Dunk is too arrogant to admit he loves. From Joong carrying a flirting Dunk out of bars over his shoulder to shielding him from violent patients in the trauma bay, the "quiet nerd" systematically dismantles Dunk's defenses with surgical precision.

"Our marriage exists only in name. I despise male omegas," Joong declared, his voice a glacial blade. "Expect nothing from me - no marking, no children, nothing.",the pain of rejection cuts deep in Dunk's heart. "But I love you," he whispered, tears welling in his eyes. "With all my heart. You're my fated mate. I've waited for you my entire life." Joong remained unmoved, his heart a fortress of ice. But Dunk's love remains unwavering, a flame that burns bright in the face of adversity. "I found you, my dear mate," Pond smirked. "And I will possess you. You are mine.", he said like a predator with a predatory gaze. And like Dunk, Phuwin, the omega, also found himself in a similar predicament, bound to Pond by the unyielding forces of fate. But Phuwin's heart is not so easily won. "I won't give in to a playboy like you, even if you are my fated mate. Catch me if you can, Mr. Fuckboy.",he taunts, challenging Pond to prove his worth. Can Dunk melt the ice around Joong's heart? Can he prove his unwavering love to him, and convince Joong that their fated bond transcends societal prejudices? Or will their union plunge them both into a cycle of despair and loneliness? For Joong, the charismatic, proud alpha, the president of the RCJ conglomerate, the prospect of loving a male omega is a disgrace. Yet, as he gazes into Dunk's eyes, he begins to see the world in a different light. Will he find a way to overcome his prejudices and accept Dunk's love, or will his pride forever stand in the way? And what of Pond, the charming but ruthless alpha, the president of the N company? Will he be able to tame his wandering heart and commit to the one person who has ever truly challenged him or will his player persona forever define him? And what of Phuwin? Will he succumb to Pond's charm, or will his fiery spirit continue to ignite a passionate, yet turbulent, chase? •Angst •Rape •Mpreg •Omegaverse •Angst with Happy Ending Hope you enjoy the story. 🙏❤️

Fadel and Style's love story took a dramatic turn after Fadel's release from jail. Reunited and restored to his rightful inheritance, Fadel now oversees his parents' business, expanding its reach. Style's unwavering love for cars has led him to build a diverse collection, from classic to contemporary. Fadel, indulging his beloved's desires, showers him with affection and luxury. After all, Style is the heart of his world. Style too clings to his dear Husband very much. Their marriage, though two years old, retains the fresh, vibrant energy of newlyweds. Let's see what happens in their daily life. •mpreg. •18+ •FADELSTYLE AU

"I, Phuwin Natachai, reject this bond." For years, Phuwin has done only one thing: run. Run from his past. Run from those hunting him. Run from anything that could threaten the two people who mean the most to him in the world: his brother, Dunk, and his son, Yin. When he arrives at the Naravit pack, he has only one goal: to make sure Dunk will be safe there before leaving again. But nothing goes as planned. Phuwin finds himself bound to Pond, the powerful Alpha and leader of the pack. To Pond, this bond is a blessing. To Phuwin, it is a chain. So he does what he has always done: he runs. But when danger threatens the people he loves, running is no longer an option. And sometimes, fate is far harder to escape than your enemies. VOLUME 1 (CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN): JOONGDUNK VOLUME 2 (ONGOING): PONDPHUWIN + GEMINIFOURTH CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE

Joongdunk fluff au Joong and Dunk had been best friends for as long as they could remember, their families inseparable, their lives intertwined. Loud, dramatic Joong and calm, steady Dunk were the perfect balance... until one drunken night changed everything. A dare, too many shots, and a decision they don't fully remember left their lives tangled in ways they never expected. Now, with their friendship on the line and their hearts thrown into chaos, they must figure out: can they navigate this messy beginning... or will it be the end of everything they had? ❗️MPREG❗️

Style sat on the toilet, his eyes fixed on the pregnancy test in his hand. And then, he saw it - two distinct pink lines staring back at him. Style's heart skipped a beat, his breath catching in his throat. He felt like he'd been punched in the gut, his mind reeling with the implications. "Style, you okay in there?" Jay's voice came from outside the washroom, laced with concern.