@sereniteshy: What if — They finally fought that night, not loudly at first, but with words that had been held back for too long. “You never tell me anything,” Dunk said, voice shaking, trying to stay calm. Joong laughed softly, tired, and answered, “Because every time I do, you act like it doesn’t matter.” That was when it broke. Dunk stepped closer, eyes red, saying, “That’s not true. I stayed because I care.” Joong snapped back, “Then why does it always feel like I’m the only one holding on?” Silence fell, heavy and ugly. Dunk’s voice cracked as he said, “I’m sorry. I really am. If I hurt you, if I made you feel alone—please, don’t end it like this.” He kept saying sorry, over and over, almost begging now. “Please, Joong. We can fix this.” Joong looked at him for a long moment, jaw tight, eyes wet but empty. “I’m tired, Dunk,” he said quietly. “I don’t want to fight anymore. I don’t want to keep hoping.” Dunk reached out, but Joong stepped back. “I think we should stop.” They left the building separately, walking in opposite directions, neither of them looking back. In the car, Dunk broke down first, crying until his chest hurt, blaming himself for not speaking sooner. Joong cried too, gripping the steering wheel, wondering why letting go felt worse than staying. That night, they both realized the same thing—love didn’t disappear, it just lost to pride, fear, and timing they couldn’t fix anymore. [ #joongdunk ] #chen_rcj #dunknatachai #pov #thaibl

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