My Stars Say Your Name | WOOSAN

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Can this be it? The moment I find love? The moment it all falls into place? As I stand on the edge of despair, I realize why I was given a second chance. It is in these moments, when the heart beats in harmony with another, that heaven touches earth. Love becomes the bridge between life and afterlife, a divine thread weaving through the tapestry of existence. In this love, I find the reason for my pain and the purpose for my suffering. For in the embrace of love, the darkness of hell gives way to the light of heaven, and the fleeting days of life are transformed into an eternity of soulful connection.

Can the person I love truly heal me, mend the pieces of my shattered soul, and fill the void left by dreams unfulfilled? Can love really complete me, collect my broken fragments, and fix the wounds that life has carved into my being?

Is this the touch that will turn my sorrow into solace, my despair into hope? Will this love be the balm that soothes my scars, the light that guides me through the darkest nights?

I stand here, raw and vulnerable, my heart laid bare. In this sacred moment, I seek the answer, hoping that love can indeed heal, complete, and restore me.

For in the embrace of a true love, I believe even the most fragmented soul can find wholeness. In the arms of the one who truly sees me, I hope to find my missing pieces, to be pieced back together, to be made whole again.

In this love, I wish to find my sanctuary, my reason for enduring the trials of this earthly existence. Let this be the love that turns my suffering into strength, my tears into joy, my brokenness into beauty.

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The next day, a newfound lightness guided Wooyoung’s steps as he skipped toward San’s room. His heart felt lighter than it had in years, buoyed by the promise of love and healing. As he entered, San's eyes brightened with a welcoming smile, a beacon of warmth amidst the sterile hospital setting.

Without hesitation, Wooyoung threw himself into San’s arms. San, with a tenderness that spoke volumes, wrapped his arms around Wooyoung, pulling him close. He placed gentle, affectionate kisses on Wooyoung’s forehead, each touch a silent vow of the love and comfort he promised to provide.

Wooyoung smiled, his heart swelling with happiness. He hugged San tightly, not voicing the overwhelming emotion of being in his idol's embrace. For a moment, all his fears and uncertainties melted away, replaced by a serene contentment. In San’s arms, he found a refuge, a place where his heart felt safe and cherished.

The world outside seemed distant and irrelevant as Wooyoung buried his face against San’s shoulder, savoring the simple joy of being held. The reality of his situation faded, leaving only the profound sense of connection and love that enveloped them both.

As they nestled in the embrace, Wooyoung looked up at San with a soft, contented smile.

Wooyoung: “I can’t believe I’m here, in your arms. It feels like a dream.”

San: chuckling softly “It’s not a dream, Wooyoung. It’s our reality now. And I’m glad to share it with you.”

Wooyoung: playfully nudging San “You know, I used to think that meeting you would be like meeting a star. But now, being this close to you, it feels like I’m wrapped in the warmth of the sun.”

San: smiling “That’s one of the sweetest things anyone’s ever said to me. You’re making me blush.”

Wooyoung: giggling “Blushing suits you. I’ve always admired how genuine you are, even now. It makes me feel safe.”

San: “And you’ve always been an inspiration to me. You’ve shown so much courage and strength. It’s only fair that I show you the same.”

Wooyoung: softly “Thank you, San. For everything. For being here and for making me feel like I matter.”