Hold me as tight as possible {JoongDunk & PondPhuwin}
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Joongdunk & Pondphuwin college fic
Joong and Dunk grew up as enemies. They hated each other's guts.They competed with each other in everything: who got better grades, who got a higher place at competitions, who had more friends, who managed to make more people fall for them, etc.
What happens if those 2 accidentally sleep together while they are drunk? What if Dunk realizes that Joong isn't a complete jerk that he thought he was his whole life?
Pond and Phuwin are completely different. Pond is a popular football player. He is a complete cold fuckboy, who doesn't show any kind of emotion, and girls love it. Phuwin is a quiet music student who is known mostly by the girls for his looks. They think he is insanly cute. He is quiet around strangers and people he isn't comfortable with. Once you get to know him, you realize he is actually a really talkative and funny person.
What if they sleep together while being drunk? What if Pond suddenly can't get enough of Phuwin? What if Pond tries to get close to Phuwin with the goal that they get to sleep together again?
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