Joong leaned against the doorframe of the bedroom, arms crossed, watching Dunk immersed in his phone. He had been calling him for lunch repeatedly, but Dunk hadnât budged.
Joong:
Dunk, come here. Lunch is ready.
Dunk barely glanced up, his eyes glued to the screen.
Dunk:
Wait, Joong! This is so fun!
Joong sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair in frustration. His voice softened, muttering to himself.
Joong:
This boy will drive me crazy one day
Realizing that Dunk wouldnât move anytime soon, Joong walked back to the kitchen. After arranging everything on a tray, he returned to the bedroom and placed it on the bed beside Dunk.
Joong:
If youâre so busy, I guess Iâll have to feed you myself
Dunk blinked in surprise, finally tearing his eyes away from the screen.
Dunk:
Huh?
Joong picked up a spoonful of food and held it out to Dunk.
Joong:
Open your mouth
Dunk hesitated but opened his mouth obediently. Joong fed him
Joong:
You know why Iâm doing this?
Dunk shook his head, chewing thoughtfully.
Dunk:
No why joong?
Joong filled another spoon and sighed.
Joong:
Because Iâm taking you to the office later, and I want you to have a full stomach. Otherwise, something on the street will attract your curiosity, and itâll be trouble for me
Dunk tilted his head, his brows furrowing in confusion.
Dunk:
Am I trouble for you, Joong?
Joong froze, his hand hovering mid-air with the spoon. The innocence in Dunkâs voice...He softened his tone immediately.
Joong:
No, Dunk. Not you. Itâs your curiosity thatâs trouble. Always pulling you into unexpected situations
Dunkâs lips curved into a playful smile.
Dunk:
Oh, I see. So Iâm not trouble, but my curiosity is?
Joong chuckled, nodding.
Joong:
Yes, Now open your mouth
Joong:
And if they ask you to audition at the office, what will you do?
Dunk paused, looking at Joong curiously.
Dunk:
What is audition?
Joong shook his head, smiling at Dunkâs innocence
Joong:
An audition is when they ask you to act out a scene to see if youâre right for the role.
Dunkâs eyes widened in realization.
Dunk:
Oh! Then Iâll do it. Iâll show them I can act.
Joong smirked, leaning back slightly as he teased.
Joong:
Letâs see. I donât think theyâll take you, though.
Dunk gasped, setting his phone aside to glare at Joong.
Dunk:
Are you doubting me, Joong?
Joong raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes.
Joong:
Am i?
Dunk huffed, crossing his arms.
Dunk:
Fine! If youâre going to doubt me, I wonât eat anymore.
Joong blinked, startled by Dunkâs sudden sulking. He laughed softly, leaning forward to ruffle Dunkâs hair
Joong:
When did you become such a sulker, Dunk? Hmm?
Dunk pouted, refusing to look at him. Joong sighed, picking up another spoonful of food
Joong:
Alright, alright. Donât sulk. Open your mouth
Dunk finally looked at him, as he leaned forward to take the bite.
Dunk:
Youâre lucky I canât stay mad at you, Joong.
Joong chuckled, his heart warming as he continued feeding Dunk.
Joong:
(This boy⦠always making my life more complicated, but somehow⦠I donât mind.)
He watched him with a smile, wondering how someone could be so effortlessly endearing.......
Joong walked into the towering building, Dunk tugged tightly on his arm, his wide-eyed curiosity drawing the attention of the other actors in the room. Dunk didnât notice the glances, but Joong did. He remained calm, walking confidently, even as whispers began to spread among the crowd
Actor 1:
Isnât that Joong?
Actor 2:
Yeah, but whoâs the boy clinging to him?
Actor 3:
No idea, but they look close.
Joong ignored the murmurs and headed straight for the meeting room, where Pond, Phuwin, Gemini, Fourth, and several producers, including phi Tha, were seated. Talking about the upcoming concert and series
Joong:
Everyone, this is Dunk. I want him to be my partner for the series.
The room fell silent for a moment as all eyes turned to Dunk, who offered a nervous smile but stayed close to Joong. Phi Tha raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms.
Tha:
Oh so you bring him huh? thatâs great, Joong. But⦠has he acted before?
Joong hesitated for a brief moment but quickly composed himself.
Joong:
H-he will
Dunk blinked, looking up at Joong in slight confusion, but he didnât say anything. Phi Tha exchanged glances with the producers before nodding.
Tha:
Well, itâs a good time to test him. The producers are here, so we can see if heâs suitable.
Dunk straightened up, trying to appear confident.
Tha:
Alright, Dunk. The scene is this Joong is leaving the country, and you need to stop him and show him how much you love him. Can you do that?
Dunk froze he wanted to ask questions. But Joong leaned down, whispering softly.
Joong:
You can do this. Just look at me and speak from the heart
Dunk swallowed hard, nodding
The producers settled back into their chairs, and the room grew silent. Dunk took a deep breath and stepped closer to Joong.
Dunk:
Joong, please donât leave
His voice cracked slightly, but his gaze remained locked on Joongâs eyes. Dunkâs expression softened as if he truly believed the words he was saying.
Dunk:
Donât you know? Thereâs no one else who can bear me like you do. Please, Joong. Donât leave.
He stepped closer, his tone growing more heartfelt, his eyes glistening as he poured everything into the scene.
Dunk:
Who will feed me, Joong? Who will listen to my endless blabbering?
Joongâs breath caught in his throat as he watched Dunk. For a moment, it didnât feel like acting at all. Dunk stepped even closer, his hands trembling as he reached out and grabbed Joongâs hands.
Dunk:
Joong, Iâve never said this before, butâ¦
Dunkâs voice broke, his grip on Joongâs hands tightening as he whispered.
Dunk:
I love you.....
The producers leaned forward, their eyes wide. One of them motioned for an assistant to start recording.
Joongâs heart raced as he stared at Dunk. Dunk wasnât breaking character, his eyes shining with emotion as he stepped even closer.
Dunk:
Tell me you donât love me, Joong. Tell me if you don't...I'll leave you alone....
Dunkâs hands moved, cupping Joongâs cheeks, his thumb brushing lightly against Joongâs skin.
Dunk:
Tell me, Joong. Do you love me?
Joong froze, his throat dry as he processed Dunkâs words. His hands, almost of their own accord, reached up to cover Dunkâs hands on his face.
Joong:
I-i
He paused, his voice cracking, before finally whispering
Joong:
I love you Dunk
The room erupted into whispers and applause, but Dunk didnât react. He stayed in character, his gaze locked with Joongâs. Joong couldnât break away either
Tha:
That was incredible!
Producer 1:
The chemistry is unreal!
Producer 2:
This is exactly what we need for the series!
But neither Joong nor Dunk heard them. They staring at each other........