The weekend drew to a close, and the inevitable moment arrived when San had to go back home. Wooyoung couldn't shake the reluctance to see him leave, not wanting to part ways because he would miss waking up to the warmth of San beside him. But practicality dictated that they briefly return to their individual lives. Wooyoung had a dance practice scheduled day and night throughout the weekend, and San had work commitments.
As the reality of their separation set in, minor morning updates via text became the lifeline that bridged the gap. Each message from San felt like a whisper of his presence, easing the longing that threatened to take root.
One morning, Wooyoung walked into the dance studio with a wide grin, engrossed in a conversation with San. With a swift swipe, he exited the chat, momentarily distracted by a quick visit to Instagram. Scrolling through the feed absentmindedly, he came across Juyeon's photo.Juyeon had posted an enticing image of himself leaning casually against a wall. His hooded eyes exuded a mysterious charm, and he held a cigarette in one hand. The black button-down shirt he wore clung to him, revealing an open chest that hinted at a subtle sensuality. It was a thirst trap photo, and Wooyoung was captivated by the allure.
Caught off guard, Wooyoung stared for a moment longer than he intended. But he quickly realized the potential pitfall and took action by muting Juyeon's account and unfollowing him as a symbolic gesture to cleanse his life of lingering shadows from the past.
With the situation on Instagram handled decisively, Wooyoung pocketed his phone and rejoined the vibrant energy of the dance studio. He exchanged greetings with his teammates, exchanging smiles and high-fives before the practice began. The atmosphere was exciting, making it clear that dancing would be a great day.
The routine unfolded seamlessly, every move synchronized with the rhythm of the music. Wooyoung's bubbly personality shone through as he encouraged his teammates, his laughter infectious, and his positive energy uplifting the entire studio.
Amid the upbeat dance routine, one of his teammates couldn't help but notice the extra pep in Wooyoung's step. "Did something happen, Wooyoung? You're unusually bubbly today," Hyunjin, his teammate, asked curiously.
Wooyoung chuckled, the joy evident in his eyes. "I'm just back on track," he replied, clearly acknowledging the main reason behind his newfound happiness.
His teammate laughed, giving him a playful nudge. "Okay, keep it up! Whatever you're doing, it's working."
As the dance practice wrapped up, Wooyoung's phone buzzed, and he saw that Changmin had called. Answering the call, Wooyoung grinned, "Hey, Changmin! Yeah, let's hang out. I'll meet you at our local cafe in a bit." The anticipation of spending time with a friend after a successful dance practice added joy to Wooyoung's already upbeat mood.
As Wooyoung drove, a fleeting thought crossed his mind about stopping by San's workplace, but he quickly dismissed it. He wanted to avoid becoming clingy, so he rode past, turned left, and headed toward the cafe where he had planned to meet Changmin.
Anticipation bubbled within him as he parked his car. Eager to share the details of his weekend, Wooyoung couldn't wait to tell Changmin about the rekindled connection with San. A wide smile adorned his face as he spotted the orange-haired figure of his friend.
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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...