Joong Archen was never easy to understand - quiet, distant, and impossible to read. Dunk Natachai, meanwhile, was sunshine in human form, constantly crashing into Joong's carefully built walls. What starts as teasing friendship slowly turns into late-night drives, shared hoodies, and feelings neither of them can ignore anymore. Sometimes, love is hidden in the smallest moments... and sometimes, it's waiting in the rain.

Will the cold-hearted Jong Ahchen be able to avoid his fate?? Will cute little Dunknatachai get a chance to own his love?? 🌼❤ _This is their love story_ ❤🌼 Let's see what is the " Destiny" means to them... Hi lovelies, This is my first fanfiction ( my own). I'm gonna write my delulu and my love for the Joongdunk love... My english are not proper soo be patient when yiu reading 🫠❤ LYSM 🥰

An au where style and daonuea switched places after getting into an accident.

The battleline between GOOD and EVIL runs through the heart of every man. When there's evil there's good and when there's HATE there's LOVE. Style Boonprasert, a Chief of Police officer's son. struggles to seek justice for his father who were murdered during his 12th birthday. His father is known to be notorious in catching DrugLord offender. He's studying BS in Criminology and work as an uncover agent with some important cases under his Father's friend. Guy Sivakorn. He's a part-time Car mechanic and a racer too. It is one of his resources to support his university expenses. Fadel Aydin. A black-hearted man and known as KING of Syndicate is the top list target of PDEA (Dangerous Drug Board Department). His despicable crime are ungracious.to stop the serious crimes, the root must need to cut and Style dare to jump in. How will Style be able to enter the territory of Evil and shake up his wicked heart to his cunning schemes? Who's heart is weaker than the other? who FALL into trapped first?? wrong moved and you'll be Dead. #JoongArchen #DunkNatachai #JoongDunk

Prescribed Distance Joong doesn't want recovery. He wants quiet-an end to the noise that never leaves his head. After an overdose that almost kills him, he's sent to rehab- not out of concern, but necessity. Dr. Dunk has seen cases like this before. Patients who resist. Patients who break. Patients who don't try. But Joong isn't just another name on a file. He's guarded. Volatile. Carrying something heavier than addiction. And the more Dunk tries to keep his distance, the more he realizes- some people don't need to be saved. They need someone who will stay long enough for them to choose to live.

Joong rules the Bangkok underground. Undefeated on the asphalt, lethal in the fighting cages, and universally feared on his university campus, he is untouchable. He has never lost a fight, and he has certainly never lost a race-until a nameless, masked driver in a borrowed Supra tears his perfect streak to shreds and vanishes into the neon-lit night, leaving behind nothing but the faint scent of expensive fabric softener and a bruised ego. Dunk Boonprasert is the picture of aristocratic perfection. As the tightly controlled son of a powerful governor, his daytime life is a suffocating series of rules, expectations, and icy indifference. But underneath the tailored clothes and deadpan exterior lies "Nova"-a legendary, adrenaline-fueled street racer from the northern mountains who uses the asphalt as his only escape. Now, Joong is utterly obsessed. Driven by wounded pride and a dark, consuming fascination, he is determined to tear the city apart to find the phantom who humiliated him on his own track. What the undisputed king of the streets doesn't realize is that the ghost he is hunting isn't hiding in the shadows. He is sitting right next to him in his daytime engineering lectures, hiding behind a flawless, untouchable mask of wealth. A dangerous, high-stakes game of cat and mouse begins-and the only thing moving faster than the cars is their inevitable collision.

Some stories don't begin with love. They begin with presence. Unwanted. Uninvited. Unavoidable. Dunk Natachai was never meant to belong in Joong Archen Aydin's world. He stayed in the corners, in the silences, in the spaces no one looked twice at. But Joong did. Not loudly. Not intentionally. But consistently. What started as glances that meant nothing- lingered a second too long. Smiles that weren't meant- were remembered. And distance that was carefully built- began to fail. They never named it. Never claimed it. Never allowed it to exist fully. Because some connections don't grow with closeness- they grow in restraint. In everything left unsaid. And then- Dunk leaves. No explanation. No goodbye. No trace left behind except silence that feels heavier than presence ever did. Five years later- he returns. Not the same. Not alone. With him- a child. Quiet. Observant. Carrying pieces of a story no one was allowed to finish. A name that shouldn't exist. A resemblance that cannot be ignored. And eyes that look too familiar- to be coincidence. Because some stories don't end when people walk away. They wait. And when they return- they don't ask for permission. They rewrite everything.

A ruthless mafia boss hiding in plain sight. An undercover cop consumed by a feral obsession. Dunk thought he was hiring a bodyguard. A human shield to protect him from the crossfire of the underground. He didn't know he was inviting his worst enemy and the greatest predator right into his bedroom. Joong thought he was playing a role. A calculated seduction to dismantle a criminal empire from the inside out. He didn't know he was about to risk his career, his freedom, and his life for the very man he was supposed to put in chains. In a world where one wrong move means death, falling in love is the most dangerous crime of all.

<𝐽𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑢𝑛𝑘 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛> Joong and Dunk live in the same city, walk the same campus, and frequent the same cafés-but they've never met. Both are wrapped in their own lives: Joong, aloof and emotionally guarded, surrounded by loyal friends but never truly letting anyone in. Dunk, a quiet filmmaker with a plan for everything, driven by dreams and shadowed by secrets he doesn't talk about. As their worlds begin to overlap through chance encounters, familiar spaces, and shared silence, something starts to shift. Not love-not yet. But curiosity. Tension. The kind of slow, magnetic pull that neither of them notices until it's too strong to ignore. Surrounded by friends who see more than they do, Joong and Dunk are on a quiet path toward obsession, connection, and everything in between. This is a story about timing, distance, and the beauty of not rushing toward love-but letting it happen.

Joong couldn't describe the dreams that came after he saw the photo portrait at the gallery. JD centric with PondPhuwin and GeminiFourth supporting the plot.