Joong blinked his eyes open, adjusting to the morning light, and looked down slightly.
Dunkâs head was resting on his chest, his soft hair tickling Joongâs chin. His fingers were tightly gripping Joongâs shirt, clutching it as if even in sleep, he needed to hold on to him. Joongâs lips curled into a small smile, his heart skipping a beat
Joong whispered gently, his voice low and soft so as not to startle him.
Joong:
Dunk, good morning
Dunk moved slightly but didnât open his eyes. Instead, he shifted closer, snuggling deeper into Joongâs chest. Joong couldnât help but chuckle softly.
Raising a hand, Joong began to gently run his fingers through Dunkâs hair, his touch light and affectionate.
Joong:
Dunk, weâll be late if you donât wake up
Dunk groaned softly, his body unwilling to part from the comfort he found in Joongâs embrace. Slowly, he cracked one eye open, looking up at Joong with a sleepy pout. But before Joong could say anything, Dunk closed his eyes again and buried his face back into Joongâs chest.
Joong chuckled again,
Joong:
Come on, sleepyhead.We have to get up. The event wonât wait for us.
This time, Dunkâs eyes snapped open
Dunk:
Oh no! Weâll be late!
he exclaimed, sitting up abruptly. His hair was adorably tousled, and his wide eyes made him look even more endearing.
Joong couldnât help but laugh,
Joong:
Relax, Dunk. We still have time
Dunk pouted at Joongâs teasing tone, but his pout quickly turned into a sheepish smile.
Dunk:
Letâs get ready then
Joong watched him with a fond smile, shaking his head slightly.
Joong:
Youâre too cute for your own good
he muttered under his breath, his heart still fluttering
Joong and Dunk were getting ready in their dressing rooms. A makeup artist carefully worked on Dunk's face, applying light touches of foundation and highlighting his features. Joong, who was already dressed and waiting, couldnât take his eyes off Dunk. The way Dunk sat still, his eyes slightly nervous but his lips curled in a soft smile, made Joong's heart skipped
Joong thought to himself,
Joong:
(Heâs really glowing today, more than any star Iâve ever seen)
The manager stepped into the room, clapping his hands.
Manager:
Alright, youâre both done. Come on, the event is about to start
Dunk looked at Joong
Dunk:
Joong, Iâm scared. What if I mess up?
Joong walked over to him, placing a reassuring hand on Dunkâs waist.
Joong:
Shhh, youâll do great. I believe in you, Dunk. Just be yourself, and everyone will love you.
Dunk nodded, his nerves calming slightly. Together, they walked side by side toward the event hall. As they entered, everyone gasped
Dunk, in his outfit, seemed to radiate a soft glow. His presence was captivating, and fans couldnât take their eyes off him. Even Joongâs solo fans, who initially doubted Dunk, were now shouting "JoongDunk" in unison, their excitement filling the room. Joong glanced at Dunk and smiled proudly.
The host stepped forward with a mic.
Host:
Alright, everyone, please welcome Joong and Dunk! Come here and have a seat.
Like a true gentleman, Joong pulled a chair out for Dunk.
Joong:
Here, sit
Dunk:
Thank you, Joong.
The host beamed.
Host:
So, Dunk, tell us a bit about yourself!
Dunk hesitated for a moment, then spoke into the mic.
Dunk:
Hello, everyone! My name is Dunk, and Iâm Joongâs childhood friend.
The crowd murmured in surprise and delight.
The host raised an eyebrow playfully.
Host:
Wow, isnât that interesting? Childhood friends, huh? Itâs almost like the storyline of your upcoming series.
Joong interjected with a polite smile.
Joong:
Sorry, we canât reveal too much about the series just yet
The host nodded.
Host:
Fair enough. Alright, Dunk, do you have your own Instagram account?
Dunk hesitated, glancing at Joong for guidance.
Joong nodded and answered for him.
Joong:
He doesnât have one yet, but he will soon.
Dunk followed Joongâs lead. Even though he don't know what's that
Dunk:
Yes, Iâll have one soon
The host leaned in with a smile.
Host:
So, Dunk, how do you feel about Joong?
Dunk smiled, turning to Joong.
Dunk:
Heâs my first friend- I mean, heâs my one and only friend whom Iâll believe blindly.
The crowd let out a collective âawwâ at his heartfelt answer.
The host clapped his hands.
Host:
Wow!!
Dunk:
Yes, Joong is my favorite person.
The host turned to Joong, teasingly.
Host:
Joong, will we get to see some real-life romance between the two of you?
Joong:
I think itâs just the start
he replied smoothly, causing the audience to cheer loudly.
The host laughed.
Host:
Alright, alright! Now, letâs have a little snack break. Here, Dunk, try this soup.
Joong nodded at Dunk, signaling him to go ahead. Dunk smiled and began to eat, but suddenly, his expression shifted.
Dunk:
Ahhh, Joong!
Dunk exclaimed, dropping the spoon.
Joong immediately rushed to him, his chair scraping loudly against the floor.
Joong:
What happened, Dunk? Are you okay?
Host:
It looks like something got into his eye
Dunk groaned, clutching his face.
Dunk:
Itâs burning, Joong! Itâs burning!
Joong knelt beside him, his voice laced with worry.
Joong:
Dunk, look at me. Let me see.
Dunk:
No, Joong! It hurts too much
Dunk said, shaking his head and squeezing his eyes shut.
Joong:
Baby, show me. Please,
he said softly, that made the audience gasp.
When Dunk refused to open his eyes, Joong turned to the staff, his voice sharp
Joong:
Someone bring water! Now!
A staff member hurried over with a bottle of water. Joong gently took Dunkâs hand and helped him splash water into his eye, his movements careful and tender.
Joong:
Better now?
Joong asked, wiping Dunkâs face with a clean cloth.
Dunk nodded slowly
Dunk:
A little
Joong leaned in, cupping Dunkâs face with both hands. He softly blew air into Dunkâs eye, trying to ease his pain further.
Joong:
Donât worry. Itâll be fine
Joong assured him, his tone soothing.
Turning to the host, Joong said firmly,
Joong:
Iâm sorry, but I canât let him continue. He needs to rest.
The host nodded understandingly.
Host:
Of course, Joong. Take him. Weâll manage the rest.
Joong wrapping an arm around his waist as they walked out. The audience murmured in awe, touched by how attentive and caring Joong was toward Dunk.