CODE NAME: B R O
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MatureComplete Thu, Oct 16, 20251h 53m
By- AV Singer and BL Songbird
"I don't have boyfriend, I have bro. Natachai is just my bro."
He didn't mean it. He was trying to play the game.
Desperately frustrated about being in a contractual, imaginary ship, Joong Archen throws a chair against the wall during a Jasp-er rehearsal.
Dunk was gone. Left Thailand to cook on his uncle's dude ranch in California. For how long? Forever? Joong did not know. Apparently, he had misread all the signals, and Dunk did not love him the way Joong loved Dunk. He thought they were at least friends...good friends.
Why, why, why did he leave?
His family and bandmates, worried about his state of mind, team up to send Joong to California to confront Dunk and the issue. What will Joong learn there? Will Dunk confide in him, or continue to "play the ship." Will he and Dunk find their way back to the place they had in each others' lives, or will they find something else?
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