Joong walked into Dunkâs room, noticing the boy sitting on the edge of the bed with a frown. His arms were crossed, and he stared at the floor, lost in thought. Joong sighed and sat beside him.
Joong:
Dunk, tell me what happened?
Dunk didnât even look up.
Dunk:
Nothing.
Joong tilted his head, raising an eyebrow
Joong:
Okay, if nothing happened, then why donât you want to come with me, hmm?
Dunk glanced at him but didnât respond.
Joong:
Itâs Geminiâs birthday. He called us both, and youâre just sitting here.
Dunk huffed.
Dunk:
I donât have the mood.
Joong tapped Dunkâs shoulder lightly.
Joong:
Come on, tell me
Dunk stood up abruptly, pacing back and forth across the room and Joong, amused, stood up and began copying Dunkâs movements, mirroring every step.
Dunk:
Ahhh! Why are you copying me?
Joong grinned at him.
Joong:
Because youâre being so dramatic. Maybe this will make you laugh.
Dunk narrowed his eyes at Joong, but a small smile tugged at his lips. Joong chuckled at his reaction and sat back down on the couch.
Joong:
Now, seriously. Whatâs going on?
Dunk stopped pacing and looked away, his tone quieter this time.
Dunk:
I told you⦠nothing.
Joong reached out, grabbing Dunkâs wrist and pulling him closer. He wrapped his arms around Dunkâs waist, hugging him while sitting on the couch. Dunk stood trying to wriggle free.
Dunk:
Umm⦠Joong, leave me
Joong tightened his hold, resting his chin on Dunkâs stomach
Joong:
No. Not until you tell me whatâs wrong
Dunk hesitated, his voice barely above a whisper.
Dunk:
I⦠donât like that video
Joongâs brow furrowed as he pulled back slightly to look at Dunkâs face.
Joong:
What video?
Dunk mumbled something inaudible, and Joong tilted his head.
Joong:
Say that again?
Dunk sighed, louder this time.
Dunk:
That series. I donât like it!!
Joong blinked, his confusion melting into a small smile.
Joong:
That? Dunk, it was just acting. Nothing more.
Joong:
Wait⦠why do you care so much?
Dunk fidgeted, avoiding Joongâs gaze.
Dunk:
I⦠I donât know. I just didnât like it
Joong leaned back against the couch, his smile growing.
Joong:
You mean to say you didnât like me in that scene?
Dunk, flustered, shook his head.
Dunk:
I donât know, Joong! I just⦠donât like it, okay?
Joong tugged at Dunkâs arm, pulling him down onto his lap. Dunk didnât resist as he snuggled into Joongâs chest, burying his face there. Joong gently stroked his back, his voice soft.
Joong:
Honestly, Dunk? I didnât like it either. Itâs not my favorite thing to remember
Dunkâs voice was muffled against Joongâs shirt.
Dunk:
Really?
Joong:
Really. Now⦠will you come with me to Geminiâs party?
Dunk:
Hmm⦠okay, Iâll come.
Joong:
Good. Then go and get ready
Dunk sat up but didnât move. Instead, he gave Joong a mischievous smile.
Dunk:
Joong⦠can I just go like this?
Joong glanced at Dunkâs clothes-a cute set of mismatched nightwear, complete with fluffy slippers.
Joong:
In your night suit?
Dunk nodded enthusiastically.
Dunk:
Yes! Itâs comfortable, and Iâll just sleep there anyway. No need for changing.
Joong smirked, amused.
Joong:
If youâre comfortable, then sure. But donât blame me if Gemini makes fun of you.
Dunk:
He wouldnât dare. Iâll just charm everyone
Joong laughed, shaking his head.
Joong:
Fine, fine. Go grab your phone, and letâs head out
Dunk jumped off Joongâs lap with an excited energy, grabbing his phone from the table. As he made his way to the door, Joong couldnât help but chuckle to himself.
Joong:
Only Dunk could make pajamas seem like a bold fashion choice.
Gemini greeted them warmly at the door
Gemini:
Phi Dunk looks so cute today!
Joong:
Happy birthday, Gemini.
Gemini:
Thank you, Phi!
Dunk, with his signature bright smile, stepped forward.
Dunk:
Happy birthday, Gemini!
Gemini clapped his hands
Gemini:
Ohh Phi, thank you naa! Come inside, come inside!
The group entered the house, The music echoed around the room, and Pond immediately grabbed Phuwin and Joong, pulling them toward the center where others were dancing.
Pond:
Come on, Joong! Let's show them how it's done!
Joong chuckled but followed along, starting to move to the rhythm. Dunk stood near the edge of the room, clapping along and cheering for his friends. His eyes were glued to Joong, who was effortlessly graceful, his every move radiating charm.
Joong caught Dunkâs gaze briefly and smiled before his attention shifted. As he twirled with Phuwin, his eyes wandered back to Dunk-and thatâs when he noticed it. Dunkâs pendant was glowing, mesmerizing light that seemed almost surreal.
Joong leaned closer to Phuwin, his brows furrowing slightly.
Joong:
Phuwin, Dunkâs pendant... itâs glowing beautifully, isnât it?
Phuwin looked at Dunk, confused.
Phuwin:
What pendant? It looks normal to me
Joong:
But... itâs glowing. Look at it!
Phuwin shook his head, laughing.
Phuwin:
Joong, I donât know about the pendant, but Dunk is glowing. Just look at him heâs so happy
Joong blinked, unsure of what to believe.
Joong:
(Was it just my imagination? Or was there something truly special about that pendant?)
Before he could dwell on it, Pond dashed toward Dunk and grabbed his arm.
Pond:
Dunk! Youâre not just standing there. Come join us!
Dunk protested lightly, but Pond wouldnât take no for an answer. Pond spun Dunk around and gently pushed him toward Joong.
Caught off-guard, Dunk stumbled slightly, and Joong immediately reached out, his hands landing on Dunkâs waist. Their eyes met, and for a moment
Joongâs breath hitched as he gazed into Dunkâs eyes. For a second, it felt like he was staring into an endless galaxy-a breathtaking universe filled with stars and mysteries. It reminded him of the first time dunk showed galaxies in his eyes
Joong, lost in the moment, took an step closer to Dunk, he could feel his heartbeat growing louder in his ears.
Phuwin nudged Pond from across the room.
Phuwin:
Look at them. Something is definitely happening.
Pond smirked
Joong leaned in slowly, almost mesmerized by Dunkâs presence. Dunk noticing Joongâs intent expression.
Dunk:
Joong... whatâs wrong?
Joong snapped out of his trance, blinking rapidly. He shook his head and gave Dunk a small smile, reaching up to ruffle his hair playfully.
Joong:
Nothing. Just⦠you look really happy today.
Dunk beamed, unaware of the emotions swirling inside Joong.
Joong stepped back slightly, shaking off the moment and started dancing again. Dunk, eager to join in, began copying Joongâs moves. His steps were clumsy, his rhythm slightly off,
Joong couldnât help but smile at Dunkâs attempts. Every awkward spin, made everything fade into the background.
Joong:
Dunk, youâre dancing like a toddler
Dunk stuck his tongue out playfully.
Dunk:
Iâm trying, okay? Not all of us are born dancers like you!
Joong laughed, pulling Dunk closer and guiding him through the steps. Together, they moved to the music, their chemistry visible......