The video worked miracles.

For the first few days, Yunho simply waited for an update from Seonghwa or Yeosang to let him know how things had gone, so when he actually received a text from Wooyoung instead he felt his heart leap out of his chest.

He made sure to take things slow at first, choosing to meet Wooyoung at Eunji's café or at his apartment in the beginning.

They would chat and he'd get to learn more about Wooyoung, and he didn't even mind having to answer some of the same questions day after day.

Eventually he worked up the courage to take Wooyoung out on an actual date.

He wanted to make it special, so he took Wooyoung to a botanical garden to walk around and enjoy the flowers and being outside for part of it. Then they found a food stall and ate in the warm afternoon sun and Yunho knew he'd made the right choice because he got to see how Wooyoung simply glowed with how beautiful he was.

Wooyoung's camera also became their traveling companion. They both took it upon themselves to film anything they could, or ask their friends to film for them sometimes.

Yunho wanted to document it all.

The coffee house they went to where he learned that Wooyoung loved dogs when someone brought their little Pomeranian in and he sat on the floor to play with it.

The river walk they went on, people watching and enjoying the crisp breeze that let them know fall was on its way.

The dinner that Yunho had set aside money for to be able to treat Wooyoung to the luxury he deserved, even though they both ended up feeling out of place and laughed about it on the way home.

Spending time at each other's home, cooking dinner, dying their hair, watching movies, playing games.

Just being together. 

And all of it was added to the video to keep it as up to date as possible, but also so that Yunho always had a way to express his undying love for Wooyoung. 

(https://youtu.be/MwI6eDBT2zU?si=YXERZ6ziOMdkqLJe or search for A Dance to Remember from Yunho to Wooyoung on YouTube!)

They started going to Wooyoung's dance hall again, too. He was excited to see his old friends San and Jongho, who had really progressed and were solo artists for local dance companies.

Both of them apologized profusely for not coming by to see him, but in the beginning, everyone had decided it was for the best and then life happened as time passed.

Wooyoung understood and forgave them instantly.

And when he was confident with his abilities, they let him join them for some of their performances.

Yunho worked with San to get recordings of the choreography for Wooyoung to watch every morning, and even though Wooyoung's mind was learning the moves from scratch, his muscle memory took over and it was easier and easier for him to pick it up each day.

The first night he finally got to perform on stage again was the happiest Yunho had ever seen him. He was radiant.

And Yunho loved being backstage to cheer him on and support him between acts.

It was incredible to see Wooyoung in his element. The pride and sheer joy it gave Yunho knowing that he did that for the younger made everything that much better.

So, one night after Wooyoung finished his biggest performance yet where he'd had a long solo, Yunho took him back home to his place to have a special evening together.

Seonghwa and Yeosang promised to stay out so they could have some privacy, so Yunho was able to, sort of, cook Wooyoung a nice dinner to celebrate him.

Unfortunately, he was still lousy in the kitchen, so Wooyoung had to step in and save the day before Yunho burned down the entire building.

"Sorry..." Yunho said from where Wooyoung had banished him to the corner to stand and not touch anything.

"You should be!" Wooyoung laughed, shaking his head while trying to save the sauce Yunho had been making for the fish. "How have you been surviving all this time??"

Yunho huffed; his lower lip pushed out in a pout. "Take out mostly. And learning a few basic things."

Wooyoung looked over his shoulder and flashed an adoring smile. "My poor puppy, it's a good thing you have me to feed you now."

The older blushed heavily and risked leaving his corner to hug Wooyoung from behind. He wrapped his arms around Wooyoung's waist and bent down to just hook his chin over Wooyoung's shoulder. "My hero." He whispered.

He could feel Wooyoung shiver a little at his words and risked turning his head to press his lips to the perfect skin that had been tempting him so much.

They'd kissed a few times now, each one as amazing as the last. Yunho knew he would never get tired of it, especially because Wooyoung was always shy to start with then turned very eager because he couldn't remember any of their other kisses.

His new favorite thing to say was, "There's nothing like a first kiss." Which just had Yunho melting with how much he adored his boyfriend.

How much he loved him.

"Yunnie, you can't distract me if you want to actually eat." Wooyoung said, although his voice was a little breathy.

"Just ignore me." The older whispered into his neck, hugging him a little tighter.

He watched as Wooyoung sucked his lower lip into his mouth. "You're making it a little hard to do that." His voice trembled a little, giving away his nerves.

Yunho straightened up a little. "Is this okay?" He asked softly.

Wooyoung's cheeks turned a pretty rosy color and his stirring slowed down. "I..."

"Young-ah, it's alright if it's not. I know this is-"

"I've done it before, if that's what you're wondering. I've had boyfriends." Wooyoung said, still not looking at him. "But... have we?"

Yunho kissed the back of his head. "No. We have not."

Wooyoung's shoulders sagged a little. "Are you always so chivalrous?" He asked with a teasing tone.

"Only for you." Yunho whispered again. "But I'll admit it has been a struggle."

The younger turned in his arms, abandoning the sauce after turning the burner off, and looped his arms around Yunho's neck. "Has it?"

Yunho bit his lip. He didn't want to come across as forceful, or like he was pressuring Wooyoung at all, but it was something that had been on his mind recently...

A lot.

Wooyoung must have been able to see it in his eyes, because his cheeks turned rosy again and he struggled to hold Yunho's gaze.

Things were silent for a moment or so while Yunho let him think. He was letting all of this go at Wooyoung's pace.

Then... he got a small nod.

Yunho dipped down to capture Wooyoung's lips in a kiss, letting some of his hunger take over even though he quickly reined it in.

But that didn't stop from Wooyoung breathing in sharply through his nose and taking a fistful of Yunho's shirt and hair to tug him closer.

He even let out a small moan and it drove Yunho insane.

The older deepened the kiss by running his tongue across Wooyoung's perfect, plump lips, slipping inside as soon as he was granted access.

At the same time, he let his hands slowly make their way down Wooyoung's back, moving to his sides, squeezing slightly, then going to his thighs.

Wooyoung got the message and jumped as best he could without pulling away from their passionate kiss. Yunho caught him easily and held him up by the back of his perfect legs.

He even took a few seconds to knead them, loving how perfect they were from years and years of dancing.

When Wooyoung wrapped his legs around Yunho's waist, they both groaned a little and panted into each other's mouths when their crotches were forced together.

They were both hard.

Feeling that gave Yunho an insane amount of confidence because he knew for sure that Wooyoung wanted him too.

He turned around and made his way to Wooyoung's bedroom. The younger stopped kissing him so he could see, electing to instead start kissing and nibbling on his neck.

"Fuck..." Yunho nearly had to stop when Wooyoung found one pressure point that sent a jolt of pleasure rocketing through him.

His reaction only encouraged Wooyoung to do it again, so Yunho sped up and shut the bedroom door behind them, rushing to the bed to slowly lower Wooyoung onto it.

The sight he was met with was... breathtaking.

Wooyoung leaned back onto his elbows and looked up at Yunho through his eyelashes, eyes laced with the purest lust. His chest rose and fell quickly, giving away how hard he was breathing, and his face was beautifully flushed with a rosy red.

Yunho wanted to devour him. But he wouldn't. He wanted to savor every second of this moment.

So he crawled over Wooyoung, pressing their lips together in another kiss and brought one hand up to grip Wooyoung's side.

Slowly, so slowly, he slipped his hand underneath Wooyoung's shirt. When Wooyoung shuddered at the touch, Yunho smiled into the kiss and moved his hand up a little more.

"I'm not made of glass." Wooyoung whispered against his mouth, not wanting to pull way.

"I know." Yunho whispered back. "I want to worship you."

Wooyoung moaned and tilted his head back. That was exactly the reaction Yunho had been looking for.

He started to leave open mouth kisses down Wooyoung's neck, focusing on the spots he knew were tender and even running his tongue over Wooyoung's exposed Adam's apple.

The sound he got from Wooyoung in return was wonderful. Such a long, needy moan that also had him arching into Yunho's touch even more.

And it only increased when Yunho brushed a thumb over one of his nipples.

It must have been a bit of a surprise for the younger, or he was just extra sensitive, because his arms gave out and he fell flat on the bed.

Yunho followed him, using his legs to force Wooyoung's wider so he could slot himself between them and press him into the bed.

Their clothed cocks rubbed together again, and now Yunho couldn't resist his temptation to start grinding his hips.

Wooyoung eagerly returned the action, grabbing Yunho's ass to help guide him while lifting his own hips at the same time.

Yunho could feel himself losing the fight to take his time, especially with Wooyoung spurring him on like that.

He knew he'd truly lost when his shirt was pulled over his head and Wooyoung wiggled his way out of his own so that their bare chests to press together.

Heat began to fill the room as they became more and more desperate.

Hands roamed and squeezed, tongues twisted, teeth scraped, lips pressed together, limbs tangled.

In all of his hook-ups, Yunho had never, never, felt as good as he did in that very moment.

Especially as he held Wooyoung close to his chest as he worked the younger open.

Neither one of them could part for more than a second to readjust if needed. They were always in contact in one way or another.

He did make sure to still give as much to Wooyoung as he could, sucking on his nipples, nibbling on the sensitive part of his neck when his cock twitched the first time it happened, letting Wooyoung grind helplessly against his leg when he shoved it between Wooyoung's thighs when they'd rolled onto their sides.

When he felt Wooyoung was finally ready, he forced himself to roll over and grab the condom he'd set aside, leaving Wooyoung panting and needy behind him.

Then he helped position Wooyoung flat on his back and leaned over him. "You're stunning." He whispered, caressing Wooyoung's cheek softly while just staring at him.

The younger bit his lip shyly, eyes still cloudy with desire. "Please."

Yunho nodded and started to press into Wooyoung, watching carefully for any sign of discomfort.

There was none.

Wooyoung just arched off the bed to take him deeper, delightful little pants leaving him as he gave himself fully to Yunho.

"I love you." Yunho whispered.

They both paused when Wooyoung's eyes opened fully and stared at the older like...

Like he was Wooyoung's entire universe.

Wooyoung grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him into another kiss, whimpering softly and trying to rock his own hips back onto Yunho's cock.

"I love you too." He said between desperate kisses. "I love you, I love you, I love you."

Neither one of them could hold themselves back after that.

Yunho started to thrust into him with powerful, deep strokes, doing as much as he could as they both continued to express their love through touches, kisses, and needy whispers.

It was the best night of Yunho's life, and he wished it would never end.

Even as he and Wooyoung laid together beneath the covers, fingers interlaced between them, and foreheads pressed together.

"Don't fall asleep." Yunho whispered, though he felt himself drifting off as well.

"Mmmmnot. Just resting." Wooyoung mumbled back.

Yunho's lips curled up a little. "Wooyoung?"

"Mmm?"

He was almost gone. The sweet call of sleep beckoning him deeper... "Will you marry me?"

Wooyoung squeezed his hands as tight as he could. "Yes, Yunho, yes."