Flukegawin Stories

BL actors Gawin and Joss are best friends who are used to pretending to be in love for the cameras. But when Gawin desperately wants to bring Joss to his exclusive, partners-only family reunion in the mountains, they have to take their acting skills into the real world. Gawin thinks it's just a fun loophole. Joss thinks it's a bad idea. Neither of them expects the lines between a script and reality to blur so quickly.

When his days were nothing but turmoil, Podd started to lose hope and purpose. As his steps turned aimless, his heart took the lead. "Even the darkest sky holds the brightest star." Only then he realized, his happiness was never too far. -------- A Podd-Gawin oneshot written specially for Pockey! Write On - poddgawinworld@twitter's 'dream' themed writing event. Fully inspired by a song from 적재/Jukjae '별 보러 가자' (Let's Go To See Stars)

Never knew that i would be this close to him -krist- Thank you for being good to me -fluke gawin- They know each other for a long time but never been close and after being paired in the series they are inseparable P/s: all of the story are just my imagination (Sorry guys i need to hold this bcs i just start working)

Gawin transfers to a new apartment and quickly learns that his upstairs neighbor, Joss Way-ar Sangngern, is ridiculous in three ways: 1. He's unfairly handsome, 2. His shirts are aggressively tight, 3. And he has turned his balcony into a plant kingdom. Their balconies are separated only by a railing, which means Gawin cannot escape Joss's daily existence of sleeveless shirts, watering routines, and charming smiles. One accidental laugh during Joss's dramatic plant lecture becomes their first interaction - and somehow, they start talking every day. Gawin, slowly falling apart inside, buys his own plant, Minty, just to impress him. Joss respects this deeply. Gawin falls even deeper.

When a scandal photo of Gawin with his ex explodes online, GMMTV scrambles to save the reputation of their most popular BL pair - Joss and Gawin. Their solution? Fake date until the noise dies down. The plan: • Pretend to be boyfriends for a few months. • Do sweet couple interviews. • Publicly "break up" later for PR reasons. But when haters hate that much, best believed it, Joss goes on protective mode and the result? Let's find out...

a wordless love song, written at 3:02 a.m., where silence becomes a bridge, and loneliness learns the shape of someone else. Joss lives a life made of structure-measured days, symmetrical hours, the soft hum of predictability that fills the air between meetings and microwave dinners. He doesn't speak much. He doesn't need to. His world fits neatly into cells on a spreadsheet, and most of the time, that's enough. Gawin, a few floors under, lives differently. He draws book covers for stories no one remembers. Brews tea in chipped porcelain cups. Records podcasts about things that pass too quickly to hold-like the sound of shoes on wet pavement, or the hush in a room when someone leaves just before they speak. They've never met. Don't know each other's names. But every Monday, at precisely 3:02 a.m., something small and quiet moves between them-a playlist, left like a trail of breadcrumbs in the dark. One sends. One receives. One lingers in sound. One folds into silence. No conversations. No promises. Just music that feels like a memory you can't place, and stories that feel like someone waiting with the light on. And over time-through nameless songs, forgotten alleyways, and the curve of a moss green jacket with cuffs the color of rust-their worlds begin to soften at the edges, touch in places neither of them meant to leave open. It's not sudden. It's not loud. But it's real. And sometimes, love arrives like that. Quietly. Without knocking. Without a name. Just... there. ⸻ Originally posted this story on AO3, as I usually use Wattpad for Vietnamese works. But after seeing some folks on X mentioning that there aren't many JossGawin fics in English on Wattpad, I thought-why not share mine here too? So there you go, enjoy!

Gawin knows this better than anyone, from a father who never spared him a second glance to a husband who married him out of duty rather than love. At twenty-three, he's learned to swallow his love like bitter medicine, to exist in silence, to disappear even when standing right in front of someone. Joss has always been too busy chasing distant affections to notice the man already by his side. And there, he realizes that some people are destined to be loved, while others are destined to be forgotten. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and is not related to real-life individuals, events, or relationships. The characters name are for creative purposes and do not reflect the real personalities, actions, or lives of any actual people. This story is purely a product of imagination and should be treated as such. Enjoy (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

"Dear friend... I was never the chorus, only the silence between your lines." ⸻ You are the one who sings love songs. Your voice is gentle enough to make people believe that love is real. You love fast, fall hard, ache deeply - then turn it into lyrics, singing as if your heart has never been broken. I've always been the one sitting in the back row, quietly watching you, listening to your stories of loving someone else. I know every word to your songs, yet none of them are about me. For a long time, I thought that if I stayed kind to you long enough, quietly enough... maybe you'd write something for me. Just a line. Even a single lyric. Even the word "you" - if it meant me - would have been enough. But no. All your songs are love songs. And your love songs... Never included me. You never wrote for me. But I loved you through every song you wrote for someone else. ⸻ The story revolves around my all-time favourite trope: Hanahaki - the kind of unrequited love that's as painful as it is beautiful. No matter how much I write, it still feels like it's never enough to capture that ache. Originally posted this story on AO3, as I usually use Wattpad for Vietnamese works. But after seeing some folks on X mentioning that there aren't many JossGawin fics in English on Wattpad, I thought-why not share mine here too? So there you go, enjoy!

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(Joss Gawin) Werewolf vibes w/ happy ending // Joss was supposed to die alone. An alpha buried in grief-no pack, no mate, no will to keep breathing. He was ready to fade with the winter. Until Gawin arrived. A rare white wolf with a stubborn heart and too much hope, Gawin was sent to record the final days of a dying wolf. But what he found was someone still alive beneath the silence-someone worth staying for.

Detective Gawin Caskey is tasked with dismantling a powerful drug ring, but his investigation puts him in the crosshairs of two dangerous men: Mafia boss Joss Wayar and The next President Man trisanu. Both see Gawin as a threat- and a challenge. Joss, with his brutal charisma. Man Trisanu, with his polished charm, easy to manipulate people and Gawin, his sharp mind and unyielding resolve make him no easy target. In a world where power means everything, Gawin must outsmart them both. But when the lines between enemy and obsession blur, the real danger begins... Disclaimer :- The story is entirely fictional, set in a made-up world with fictional characters and locations, and it has no connection to any real-life actors, countries, or events

Behind the Lens, It's You A love story not made for the spotlight, yet never hidden. ⸻ Some people step into our lives as softly as a blurred frame- No grand entrances. No loud declarations. Just a glance, a silent smile, a song floating past... And suddenly, the world tilts. "Behind the Lens, It's You" is the story of two opposites: A radiant soul made for the stage, and a quiet spirit who only ever wanted to stay behind the camera, collecting the fleeting moments no one else noticed. They come together not with fire, but like rain seeping into dry soil - slowly, gently, inevitably. Shared silences. Tentative messages. Afternoons spent sorting vinyl records, Evenings moving furniture with only the soft hum of a city falling asleep. This isn't a love story that burns bright. It's a song whispered when the city has gone quiet. Slow. But deep. Soft. But real. Because behind all the screens, the music videos, the blinding stage lights- The one Joss always saw most clearly, was the boy just beyond the frame. ⸻ Originally posted this story on AO3, as I usually use Wattpad for Vietnamese works. But after seeing some folks on X mentioning that there aren't many JossGawin fics in English on Wattpad, I thought-why not share mine here too? So there you go, enjoy!

Gawin enters a high-paying arrangement with the cold, captivating Joss, never expecting feelings to get involved. As playful teasing turns into intimate moments, both struggle with jealousy, desire, and the unspoken rules of their contract. But when emotions can no longer be ignored, they must confront their hearts-and discover that love is worth more than any agreement.

"I'm a cat, not a matchmaker. But I sit between them, every day, until they figure it out on their own." - Somewhere by a quiet coast where the sun is soft and the sea isn't in a rush, there's a small wooden cottage under the shade of coconut trees. There's a cat named Princess - chubby, moody, and surprisingly good at making people slow down. There are two men who live beside each other - neither making the first move, neither willing to leave. And so, through lazy mornings and silent afternoons, something unnamed begins to stitch their lives together. A soft little tale of healing, companionship, and the cat who saw it all. ⸻ Originally posted this story on AO3, as I usually use Wattpad for Vietnamese works. But after seeing some folks on X mentioning that there aren't many JossGawin fics in English on Wattpad, I thought-why not share mine here too? So there you go, enjoy!

"The first time I met Death, I was seven years old. He didn't say a word. Just stood there- cloaked in black, drawing the shape of a cat on a frost-covered windowpane." "Since that day, I didn't die. But I never truly lived, either." Some say Death is terrifying. But to Gawin, Death was simply there- quiet, still, watching from the shadows each time his heart stopped. Until one day, Death stepped into the light. And instead of taking his soul, he gently plucked a cherry blossom that had fallen into Gawin's hair. ⸻ Originally posted this story on AO3, as I usually use Wattpad for Vietnamese works. But after seeing some folks on X mentioning that there aren't many JossGawin fics in English on Wattpad, I thought-why not share mine here too? So there you go, enjoy!

Setiap part memiliki cerita yang berbeda-beda. Random One shot JossGawin JUST MY IMAGINATION ✌️ *skip if you don't like it

They fell in love over a waltz. Married because of a promise. And realized-they had chosen the right person, at the right time. ⸻ In a world where moonlight melts into the air, and drunken promises can become destiny, two kingdoms are bound by a marriage pact no one paused to question: Did the one being given away ever say yes? A "princess" who was never really a princess. A prince who refused to choose a spouse from a portrait. And a masquerade ball where everyone hid their faces-until one brief waltz sowed something unnamed into their hearts. They met beneath the moon, strangers. Married beneath palace lights, unaware. ⸻ This is a story of a ring that slipped off. A glance that lingered. And a husband trying to win back his spouse-only to realize he had fallen long ago. ⸻ Originally posted this story on AO3, as I usually use Wattpad for Vietnamese works. But after seeing some folks on X mentioning that there aren't many JossGawin fics in English on Wattpad, I thought-why not share mine here too? So there you go, enjoy!

Alternate Title: My Mortal Enemy Turned Out to Be the Ex I Blocked In a monarchy where blindbox-style royal marriages are totally a thing (yes, really), Captain Gawin Caskey - ice-cold, painfully principled, and unfortunately gorgeous - gets hit with the worst match of his life: Captain Joss Way-ar Sangngern. His smug rival from the Royal Marines. The guy who always wins. The guy who always teases. Gawin is ready to explode. His squad? Shocked. The King? Delighted. "You two are perfect together," he says. And the worst part? This chaotic arranged marriage starts to dig up memories Gawin thought he'd buried: a nickname whispered through a headset, a strange dish only one person ever made, and a past relationship he never got to finish. Turns out this blindbox? Surprise! It's his ex. ⸻ This fic was born out of a chaotic brainwave back in March. It's still very much ongoing (read: barely written), but if I don't post it now, it'll probably gather dust forever 🥹 All military settings and structures in this fic are 100% made-up. I did try to read up on stuff, but let's be honest: I once skipped a military training class to go to Da Lat and almost failed the semester. So take everything here with a grain of salt. Or a grenade. ⸻ Originally posted this story on AO3, as I usually use Wattpad for Vietnamese works. But after seeing some folks on X mentioning that there aren't many JossGawin fics in English on Wattpad, I thought-why not share mine here too? So there you go, enjoy!

(Joss Gawin) Modern AU// Joss never planned to fall in love again. As a single father, his life revolved around his six-year-old son. Then he meets Gawin, a former high-end chef working at a cozy café, who slips into their lives with quiet patience and unexpected warmth. Old scars and unspoken fears will test just how much Joss is willing to risk for the family he stopped dreaming of.