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i dunno about joong’s cat Eren Yeager my MINMIN is to calm and good like sometimes i have to check if he is still in the house 😭😭😭

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Dunk:
why do you look so serious in the pool?

Joong:
because someone kept posing every time a camera showed up

Dunk:
oh really? jealous?

Joong:
nah. just watching.

Dunk:
watching what

Joong:
the way you suddenly became a model out of nowhere

Dunk:
please, i always look this good

Joong:
yeah i noticed. especially when you threw both arms up like that

Dunk:
so you were looking

Joong:
had to. someone needs to make sure people aren’t staring too much

Dunk:
sounds like jealousy to me

Joong:
i’d call it… supervision

Dunk:
sure, whatever lets you sleep tonight

Joong:
might sleep better if you came over here

Dunk:
you’re unbelievable

Joong:
and yet you’re still walking this way

Dunk:
…don’t get used to it

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let me share something my dad said about joong and hope this will not take any wrong,thank u🙏

as many of you probably already know, my dad is actually a bl fan too, so sometimes we talk about artists, series, and the people behind them. the other day he told me something about joong that really stayed with me.

he said that when he looks at joong, he sees a really good kid. someone who takes care of his family, who is there for his friends, and who keeps showing up even when he might be tired or overwhelmed. from what he can see, joong always tries to do the right thing and keeps moving forward, doing better things for the people around him.

my dad also said that it’s obvious joong carries a lot on his shoulders. being in the public eye, working so much, dealing with expectations, pressure, and sometimes even hate is not easy for anyone. but despite all of that, he still keeps going, still fights, and still gives love to the people who support him.

then my dad said something that honestly made me emotional. he told me that even if he’s just watching from the outside as a fan, and even if he might be considered an “older fan” or like an “old dad,” sometimes it feels like he’s watching another son of his trying his best and fighting through so many things.

(again me expose dada but after x space should be saying)🤏🏻

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tell me if i’m wrong😭😭😭

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Easy Protein Pancakes

Ingredients
•1 ripe banana
•2 eggs
•1 scoop protein powder (vanilla or plain)
•2 tbsp oats or oat flour
•¼ tsp baking powder
•A small pinch of salt
•A splash of milk if the batter feels too thick
•A little oil or butter for cooking

How to make them
1.Start by mashing the banana in a bowl until it’s soft and mostly smooth.
2.Crack in the eggs and whisk everything together.
3.Stir in the protein powder, oats, baking powder, and salt.
4.Mix until the batter looks smooth. If it feels too dense, add a small splash of milk to loosen it.
5.Warm up a non-stick pan over medium heat and lightly grease it with oil or butter.
6.Spoon small portions of batter into the pan to shape your pancakes.
7.Let them cook for a couple of minutes until the bottom turns lightly golden, then flip and cook the other side for another minute or two.

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choose your version :

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khamin = teerak = my boyfriend

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this video should be more loong😭😭😭

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dunk (soft, almost amused):
you’re smiling.

joong (against his mouth):
can you blame me?

their lips part just enough for joong to breathe him in, forehead resting against dunk’s. the night feels closer now, heavier, like it’s listening.

joong:
you always do this to me.
make me forget i was trying to be careful.

dunk (quiet, sincere):
i don’t want careful tonight.
i want real.

joong’s hand slides up dunk’s spine, slow and deliberate, tracing warmth instead of rushing for more. it makes dunk shiver anyway.

joong (noticing):
you okay?

dunk (smiling, eyes half-lidded):
yeah.
just… don’t stop.

joong hums softly, satisfied, and presses a kiss to the corner of dunk’s mouth, then his cheek, then back to his lips again—unhurried, almost lazy, like they have nowhere else to be.

joong:
you still smell like the road.
dust and night air.

dunk:
you still smell like home.

that makes joong pause. not pull away—just still. when he looks at dunk again, there’s something softer there, something careful in a different way.

joong:
you shouldn’t say things like that unless you mean them.

dunk (steady, no hesitation):
i do.

joong kisses him again, deeper this time—not desperate, but sure. dunk’s fingers slide into joong’s hair, tugging just enough to draw a quiet breath from him.

joong (low, amused):
you’re dangerous when you’re confident.

dunk:
you like it.

joong:
too much.

they sway a little, bodies pressed close, moving together without thinking about it. joong’s hand settles at dunk’s waist again, grounding, warm.

joong:
we can go inside.
or we can stay right here.

dunk (glancing toward the dark field, then back to him):
where do you want me?

joong doesn’t answer right away. instead, he leans in, brushing his lips over dunk’s once more—soft, lingering, full of intention.

joong (quiet):
right where you are.

dunk smiles, slow and pleased, and kisses him back like he’s got all the time in the world.

the night stretches on around them—quiet, steady—while they stay close, learning each other again without rushing toward anything they’re not ready to name.

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me loving whorever is goin on here : menwhile joong and aou😭😭😭

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joong doesn’t rush it.
he never does with things that matter.

his hand slides from dunk’s lower back to his waist, steady, warm, like he’s anchoring him there. dunk’s fingers curl into joong’s shirt, not pulling yet—just holding on.

dunk (soft, teasing):
you’re still hesitating.

joong (low, honest):
i’m memorizing this.

dunk:
then stop talking and do it.

joong smiles at that—barely there—before leaning in.
the kiss starts slow, careful. lips brushing first, like a question. dunk answers by tilting his head, closing the space without a word.

joong exhales against him.

joong (murmured):
you taste like you stayed on my mind too long.

the second kiss is deeper. not rough, but sure. joong’s thumb presses into dunk’s waist as their mouths move together, unhurried, learning again. dunk sighs into it, a quiet sound that makes joong pull him closer.

dunk (against his lips):
don’t go gentle if you don’t mean it.

joong (breathless, smiling):
i always mean it with you.

the kiss lingers—slow, warm, a little messy at the edges. joong rests his forehead against dunk’s when they finally pull back, noses brushing, breaths uneven.

dunk (quiet):
still thinking about letting me go?

joong:
not tonight.

dunk smiles, fingers tightening at joong’s collar.

dunk:
good.

joong kisses him again, softer this time—like a promise he’s not ready to say out loud.

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joong (voice low, almost teasing):
you’re doing that thing again.

dunk (pretending innocence):
what thing?

joong:
standing too close.
looking at me like you already decided how the night ends.

dunk (slow smile):
maybe i just like watching you lose control quietly.

(joong exhales, a soft laugh, then reaches out—two fingers hooking into dunk’s belt loop.)

joong:
you don’t make it easy.

dunk:
you never wanted easy.

(a pause. their bodies are close enough now that heat replaces space.)

joong:
out here, there’s no noise to hide behind.
no city lights. no excuses.

dunk (tilting his head):
then don’t hide.

(joong’s thumb brushes over dunk’s hip, slow, deliberate.)

joong:
you always talk like you’re not affected.
but your breathing says otherwise.

dunk (quiet, honest):
because you’re touching me like you remember everything.

joong:
i do remember.
especially the parts you pretend don’t matter.

(their foreheads touch. joong doesn’t kiss him—doesn’t rush.)

dunk:
you’re holding back.

joong:
i’m giving you time to walk away.

dunk (hand sliding up joong’s chest, stopping at his collar):
then you’re wasting it.

(joong’s jaw tightens. his hand moves to dunk’s waist, firmer now.)

joong:
if i pull you closer—

dunk (interrupting, voice soft but sure):
i’ll stay.

(silence. heavy. charged.)

joong (finally):
you always sound so certain.

dunk:
only with you.

(joong pulls him in. not a kiss yet—just closeness, breath against skin.)

joong:
stay the night.

dunk (smiling against him):
you already asked.

joong:
i’ll ask again if that’s what it takes.

dunk:
then keep asking.

(joong laughs quietly, warm, his hand sliding to dunk’s lower back.)

joong:
you’re trouble.

dunk:
you’re home.

(that’s what finally breaks him.)

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the way hong says camera = JOONG ARCHEN = Camera Joong 5555555

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joong:
you didn’t have to drive all the way out here. the road’s rough. dust gets into everything.

dunk:
and yet you stepped out of the barn the second you heard my truck.

joong (half-smiles, wiping his hands on his jeans):
habit. my horses don’t slow down well.
guess neither do i.

dunk (leaning against the fence, eyes lingering):
your shoulders look broader than i remember.

joong:
farm work does that.
or maybe you’re just used to the city now.

dunk (soft laugh):
the city doesn’t smell like warm hay.
and it definitely doesn’t look at me like you do.

joong (stepping closer, unhurried):
did you come all this way just to talk?

dunk:
i came to see if you still look at me like that.

joong (stopping an inch away):
and?

dunk (tilting his chin up):
you do.
even worse than before.

(the wind moves through the fields. crickets start singing. joong’s fingers brush dunk’s wrist, slow, asking.)

joong:
things are simple out here.
i don’t promise what i can’t keep.

dunk:
i’m not asking for promises.
i want honesty.

joong (voice low):
the truth is… when you leave, this place feels empty.
and when you come back—
everything burns slower, but deeper.

dunk (resting his forehead against joong’s):
that sounds dangerous.

joong:
country dangerous.
the kind that keeps you close, not running.

(joong’s hand settles on dunk’s lower back, warm, steady. no rush.)

dunk:
what if i stay the night?

joong (soft smile):
then i’ll make you tea, show you the stars,
and let you decide how close you want to be.

dunk (whispering):
you’re lying.
you already know.

joong:
i do.
(leans in just a little)
i just like hearing you say it.

(they sit on the porch steps together. shoulders brushing. quiet, heavy, good.)

dunk:
never thought silence could feel… sexy.

joong (quiet chuckle):
only when it’s shared.

(the sunset finds them close—no rush, no big promises.
just a slow, steady fire.)

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imagine joong watching this😭😭😭

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who is the target?

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imagine being sad and then remembering this is only for JOONG ARCHEN 👽🤏🏻

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how is that the host i did predict the weeding?😭😭😭

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