Joong and Dunk enter a clothing center, the racks lined with an array of trendy outfits. Dunkâs eyes widen in awe as he takes in the variety
Joong:
Go on, Dunk. Choose whatever you want
Dunk:
Really? Anything?
Joong:
Yes, just pick what you like
Joong casually walks toward a chair in the corner
Dunk doesnât need to be told twice. He rushes to the racks, his enthusiasm like that of a kid in a candy store. He picks up shirts, trousers, and jackets, holding each one up as if imagining himself wearing them
Joong raised an eyebrow as Dunk returns with an armful of clothes
Joong:
You picked a lot. You want to try them on?
Dunk:
Can i?
Joong:
Of course-
Before Joong can finish, Dunk starts unbuttoning his shirt right there in the middle of the store. Joongâs eyes widen in alarm
Joong:
Hey! What are you doing? Not here!
Dunk:
Why not? You said I could try them
Joong:
Over there. Thatâs where you try clothes
pointing toward the changing rooms
Dunk:
Ohh, that small room? Joong, will you come with me?
Joong:
What? No! Why would I?
Dunk:
Please, Joong. I donât want to leave you. Naa?
Joong sighed, looking around to ensure no one is watching
Joong:
Fine. But be quick about it.
Joong follows Dunk into the changing room. He closes the door behind them and leans against it, clearly uncomfortable.
Joong:
Hurry up. And donât ask me to help you
Dunk:
Okay!
Dunk turns his back to Joong and starts removing his shirt. Joong shifts awkwardly, trying to avert his gaze, but his eyes inadvertently catch the reflection in the full-length mirror. The mirror shows Dunkâs bare shoulders, smooth chest, and the curve of his back. Joongâs throat feels dry as he quickly looks away
Joong:
(Focus, Joong. Donât look. Donât look)
Joongâs eyes again turn to the mirror and this time, they land on a small pendant hanging from Dunkâs chest. The pendant catches the light, its intricate design almost glowing. Joong feels drawn to it, like something is pulling him closer
As if in a trance, Joongâs legs move on their own, carrying him toward Dunk. His hand slowly raises, trembling slightly, as he reaches for the pendant
Dunk:
Joong
Joong freezes mid-motion, his hand hovering near Dunkâs chest. Dunk looks at him with a calm but serious expression
Dunk:
Donât touch it
Joong:
Why
Dunk:
My dad told me never to let anyone touch it. Itâs... important
Joong:
Okay i won't
Joong takes a step back, but his eyes inadvertently drift lower to Dunkâs exposed torso. He feels his heart race, and a sudden heat spreads through him. His breath quickens as he realizes how close they are in the small space
Joong:
I-Iâll wait outside. Just... finish quickly
Without giving Dunk a chance to respond, Joong unlocks the door and steps out of the changing room. He leans against the wall, running a hand through his hair as he tries to calm his erratic heartbeat
Dunk stands in front of a mirror, admiring himself in the outfit heâs chosen a casual yet stylish combination of jeans and a soft, oversized sweater. He grins at Joong, holding up the rest of the clothes he picked
Dunk:
Joong, Iâll wear this one now! And I want all these, please take them for me!
Joong raised an eyebrow but nodding
Joong:
Hmm
The two step out of the changing room,
Joong carrying a growing pile of Dunkâs selected clothes to the counter. The seller rings up the items and neatly bags them
Seller:
Thank you for shopping, sir. Here are your bags
Dunk:
Joong, please hold these for me
Joong:
Me?
Dunk:
Yes, you please!
Joong blinks, visibly surprised. As an actor, carrying shopping bags for someone else is far from his usual experience, yet Dunkâs request feels oddly natural. He lets out a small sigh and takes the bags, holding them awkwardly
Seller:
Sir, your boyfriend is so pretty and adorable
Joong freeze for a moment, processing the comment. Dunk tilts his head in confusion, while Joong looks flustered
Dunk:
Boyfriend? How?
Without answering, Joong grabs Dunkâs arm and quickly pulls him away from the counter, muttering under his breath as they walk
Joong:
Youâre a boy, and my friend. So... boyfriend
Dunk:
Oh, so Iâm your boyfriend?
Joong:
Ye-yes. Okay, now stop talking about it. Letâs go; itâs already late
Dunk nods but continues walking with an innocent smile. As they approach the exit, Dunk suddenly stops. His eyes fixate on a massive teddy bear plush displayed near the toy section. He doesnât say anything, but his gaze lingers, full of wonder.
Joong:
What now? You want that?
Dunk:
Will it hurt me?
Joong:
Hurt you? Itâs not alive, Dunk. Itâs just a toy
Dunk:
Ohhh, really? But itâs so big!
Joong:
Do you want it?
Dunk nods enthusiastically, his hands clasped together as he looks at Joong expectantly
Joong walks over to the display and signals to the staff to pack the bear. After a brief exchange, the staff hands the massive plushie to Dunk, who grabs it immediately, holding it tightly in his arms
Dunk:
Itâs so soft! Joong, look, itâs as big as me!
watching Dunk with a soft expression
Joong:
Youâre happy now?
Dunk:
Very happy! Thank you, Joong
They head toward the parking lot, Dunk clutches the bear, his face glowing with joy. Joong, now carrying the shopping bags, canât help but shake his head with a small smile,
Joong:
Somehow, itâs all worth it