・❥・ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴏꜰ ʙʟᴜꜱʜ ʙᴏʏ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ. Happily married and eagerly awaiting San's return from his mandatory military service, Wooyoung busies himself building their home and nurturing their dreams. Just as everything seems to be going perfectly, unexpec...
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The past few days had been a whirlwind of settling back into our restored hanok, finding comfort and joy in the familiar yet refreshed surroundings. My spirits had lifted considerably since moving back, and with our home feeling complete again, I found myself drawn back to an old passion of mine—cosplay.
Cosplay had been a significant part of my life long before I met San, a creative outlet that allowed me to express myself and connect with like-minded individuals. However, the recent tumultuous events, including dealing with the aftermath of Joon's actions, our wedding, and the adoption process, had led me to step away from this hobby. Now, with stability returning and the joy of being back home, I felt the old spark reignite. I wanted to return to my cosplay activities, albeit with a new perspective and considerations.
The challenge, I knew, was balancing my public hobby with the privacy and safety of our family life, especially with little Han growing more aware and interactive each day. The landscape of social media could be unforgiving, and I was acutely aware of the potential scrutiny and challenges that could arise from sharing parts of our family life online. Thus, I decided to approach my return to cosplay with a clear boundary to keep my family life private and separate from my online persona. This meant no photos of Han or any personal details that could compromise our privacy.
As I mulled over these thoughts, I watched from the window as San and Han played in the garden. San had built a small playground for Han, who was now quite adept at declaring his new favorite word, "appa," with adorable frequency. Each call of "appa" from Han's lips brought a surge of pride and an undeniable joy that filled our home with love and laughter.
Their happiness bolstered my resolve to pursue my passion in a way that respected the sanctity and privacy of our family life. I knew it was important to keep the joyful sanctuary of our home safe from the prying eyes of the world, while still engaging in the community and creativity that cosplay offered.
Later that evening, after Han had drifted off to sleep and San and I settled down with a cup of tea, I broached the subject. "I've been thinking about going back to doing my cosplay lives," I started, watching for his reaction. "But with clear boundaries to keep our family life private. I want to keep that part of us just for us."
San listened, nodding thoughtfully. "I think that's a good plan," he replied, his voice supportive. "You have a great talent, and it makes you happy. We just need to make sure it's done in a way that feels safe and right for our family."
His understanding and support meant the world to me. "Exactly," I agreed. "I want to continue sharing my craft without sharing our personal life. I believe I can manage that balance."
San's playful suggestion and affectionate gesture warmed my heart. His support had always been a cornerstone of my confidence, especially when returning to the world of cosplay, a realm where creativity and personal expression were paramount.
