the unforgettable night.
was when wooyoung took a life changing chance. after hear yeosang talk about how great america was and how well paid it was. on the whim he auditioned. he didn't think he'll get it but it didn't hurt to try.
After the audition, he hanged out at yeosang house. Mingi and Yunho, their friends was there too  when wooyoung revealed how he auditioned for the american team.
"oh my gosh, you did it!" Yeosang who wanted to friend to do it despite everything. Yeosang told him he would be dumb if he miss an great opportunity.
"i did, but i doubt i'll get it ." Wooyoung assures them and mingi who knew san and was his dance partner since highschool rolled his eyes,"You're like the best dancer era, be for real."
"You are totally going to get in." Yunho assures, taking a sip of his drink on the table.
"Now i'm worried because if i get it it's not like i could go." wooyoung sighs, he couldn't leave his husband behind nor could afford to bring both of  them to the states.
"Please if it's because san..."yeosang bitterly says his husband's name, "He's not stupid to not allow you to chase your dreams. it's bad enough he made you stop-"
"he didn't made me stop dancing. i chose to because," wooyoung sighs, he didn't want to air out his business infront of his other friends,"It doesn't matter it's in the past, I'm already living my dreams by being accepted into the company i am already in."
"i wish you could do more for yourself."
"Yeosang, cmon chill." Mingi jumps in.
"What, i'm just saying ever since he's been hindering his dreams, i'm sorry for wanting the best for my friend." Yeosang passive aggressively says, yunho made a face.
"We want the best too but we understand that they are married so there's hardship that you wouldn't understand comes with it." Yunho tells Yeosang, seeing his friends fight Wooyoung felt overwhelm.
"Can we not fight please." Wooyoung softly says, he understands yeosang intentions but it's not what he wanted to hear right now. especially when wooyoung knows he didn't get in/and it's going to america.
Hours later, after leaving his friends, Wooyoung arrived at his home only to find it devoid of San's presence. Assuming that San was likely absorbed in work commitments, Wooyoung pulled out his phone and sent a text to his husband, reaching out to bridge the distance between them with words on a screen.
wooyoung: i'm home, goodnight i love you 
Wooyoung couldn't help but grin as he saw the notification on his phone. San had hearted his message, and wooyoung was okay to get a response from him at least.
As he stood under the warm water, Wooyoung's mind drifted to the dance audition he had just attended. He couldn't help but think about the chances he had of making it to the next round. But then, a nagging thought crept into his mind. What if San didn't want him to go to America if he got accepted? It would be a foolish thing to do, right?
Wooyoung shook his head as he stepped out of the shower, determined not to let his worries get the best of him. He had dreamed of becoming a famous dancer since he was a little boy, and he wouldn't give up on that dream now.
He quickly went through his routine for bed, lost in thought about the many famous artists and dancers he looked up to who had taken the same route before him. As he finally drifted off to sleep, Wooyoung felt a sense of excitement and anticipation for what the future might hold.
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Wooyoung woke up to find San sleeping peacefully next to him. As he looked at him, he felt a sense of warmth and love wash over him. He couldn't help but smile, feeling grateful to have someone like San by his side.
                                      
                                   
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enough. woosan (wooyoung pov)
FanfictionWooyoung has always dreamed of being a professional dancer, but his conservative family and society have always opposed the idea. Just when an opportunity arises for him to pursue his dream, he is faced with a difficult choice- follow his heart or s...
 
                                               
                                                  