Dao left Thailand heartbroken after kluen rejected him.dao started healing himself in Germany. But he didn't return to Thailand to study at the university in Thailand. While in Thailand kluen was in a relationship with gia his girlfriend broke up with him saying that they misunderstood that their friendship to love but kluen realised his feelings for dao lately.he is waiting for dao for 5 years.

A single night ignites a dangerous fire. Joong is haunted by his own obsession, Dunk by a past that refuses to let go. As their paths collide again, desire and torment intertwine, threatening to consume them both. Meanwhile, Pond and Phuwin navigate their own playful, flirty love, unaware of how deeply the dark currents are pulling their friends. Between passion, guilt, and lingering secrets, no heart emerges unscathed.

Dunk loved Joong with all his heart-silently, endlessly, perfectly. He gave everything a husband could-care, attention, devotion-without ever asking for love in return. Everything seemed perfect... but Joong never noticed. Seeing Dunk's unwavering love only made him feel trapped in a marriage he never wanted. Dunk loved him anyway, until the day he let go, stepping back to free Joong, even if it broke him completely. And then one day, Joong saw Dunk smiling, laughing, holding a toddler in his arms-and suddenly realized what he had lost. Could Dunk truly have moved on?

Dunk baby, Joong Bossy

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

(my version) Dunk Natachai, 23, is a sunshine-hearted disaster of a final-year student-too loud, too emotional, too messy for his own good. His life is already chaos when he crashes into a stranger in a black suit and ruins his entire assignment. The stranger doesn't apologize. Doesn't blink. Doesn't even pause. Dunk curses him for days... until he walks into his new internship and finds that same man sitting at the top of the biggest company in the city- Joong Archen, 33. CEO. Brilliant. Untouchable. And once married... until tragedy turned his heart to stone. Years ago, Joong lost the only person he ever loved in a fire he couldn't reach in time. Since then, he's built walls no one can climb, choosing silence over connection, cruelty over vulnerability. And then Dunk appears-messy, bright, talkative, alive-everything Joong swore he would never let near him again. Joong should ignore him. He should push him away. He should pretend he feels nothing. Instead, he personally selects Dunk to work under him. What begins as irritation turns into obsession neither of them understands. Dunk, who fills every room with warmth, slowly breaks under Joong's cold indifference. Joong, who has forgotten what it means to feel, finds himself watching Dunk too closely, protecting him too quietly, wanting him too deeply. But jealousy burns. Trauma wounds. And fate is cruel. A panic attack in a trapped elevator. A confession made in anger. A sick day that cracks a frozen heart open. A fire that almost repeats the tragedy Joong spent years trying to forget. When Dunk's life hangs by a thread, Joong finally breaks- "I couldn't save him... I can't lose you too." A slow-burn Thai BL romance filled with raw emotion, heartbreak, healing, and the impossible love between a man who stopped believing in tomorrow and the intern who accidentally taught him how to live again.

When Joong suddenly becomes guardian to his newborn nephew, everyone says a single man can't raise a baby alone. Desperate and heartbroken, he turns to the one person he once loved-Dunk. To protect the child, Dunk does the unthinkable: He marries Joong. What begins as a marriage of convenience slowly turns into soft midnight feedings, quiet touches, shared smiles... and feelings they thought were gone forever. A tiny baby brought them together. Love will make them stay.

"My boyfriend will pay" "Fine, Bring me a checkbook. How much does my boyfriend owe?" "50 thousands Bhat" "W...Where are we going?" "Relax. I'm just curious if you don't really recognize me? people don't usually claim me as their boyfriend especially after knowing my name" "So... you're not here to arrest me or sell my organs?" "No! but have s3x with me for a night and consider it as part of the repayment plan" "Huh? "You still need a way to pay me, don't you? And I just wanted to check something"

After a tragic betrayal ends in heartbreak and death, Joong is reborn-haunted by memories of the past. Determined to make amends, he seeks out Dunk, who now hates him without knowing why. A destined love begins again.

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.