Asian Celebrities Imagines

Park Chanyeol: Tender

Summary: When insecurities eat away at you, your lover is the first one to show you why he thinks the opposite

Date nights were never boring in Chanyeol's opinion, not when they were spent with the love of his life, you. However what he was not expecting when he got home after today's magazine shoot was to find your defeated form sitting on your shared bed with your head in your hands.

"Hey baby, what's wrong?" he asks while crouching down before you, taking your hands in his and placing them in your lap.

The sudden contact makes you look up at your boyfriend, dressed to the nines in one of his many designer suits for your romantic night out at a restaurant recommended by Kyungsoo. You look away with a sudden guilt washing over you after seeing all the effort he had put into getting ready.

"I don't know I was getting ready but nothing fits and I have just never felt uglier in my life," you confess, still not looking him in the eyes. "I was really excited to finally get you alone for the night but now i feel like total crap."

Chanyeol releases your hands and instead moves to brush the hair sticking to your face from what he assumes were tears and behind your ears. A shiver runs down your spine at his intimacy and you think of how lucky you are to have found such a sweet man to spend your life with.

He stares at you for a long while with a deep frown between his brows.

"You're always pretty to me," he states with utmost confidence lacing his voice. "Even when you don't believe it yourself, I will always think you're the most beautiful person I have ever met. I know that me telling you that won't erase your insecurities for all time, but I hope to provide at least a little comfort because it hurts to see you putting yourself down like this." You don't think you can ever love him enough for being this good to you and a stray tear falls from your eye which Chanyeol is quick to brush away with one of his thumbs. What did you do to make yourself worthy of such a man? You think to yourself. "So do you want us to stay at home tonight or should I help you find something to wear?"

You contemplate, weighing your options against each other. "I don't want us to cancel our date night because I'm being stupid and insecure." You can see that he's about to object to you calling yourself stupid so you hurry to continue before he can interrupt. "But most of all I don't want to cancel because I have really been looking forward to this the past few weeks."

It was true, getting a reservation had been difficult enough but actually managing to squeeze in a date with your hotshot idol boyfriend was almost impossible with him leaving almost every weekend for concerts and the weeks being jam-packed with other promotional schedules and photoshoots.

"Cancelling when you've dressed up so nicely would be a crime too."

He laughs with a gentle smile making its way onto his face."Don't worry about me babe," he tells you before leaving a quick kiss on your forehead and then makes his way over to your wardrobe.

"Question is, are you ready for a makeover by Park Chanyeol the international fashion icon?"

You can't help but laugh at his confidence, your mood shifting for the better. Maybe he could teach you a thing or two about self-confidence and being your own hype man.

"Honey, the only thing iconic about your sense of fashion are those ripped jeans you were caught wearing five days in a row."

The gasp he lets out is loud enough to be heard from inside your closet, followed by loud protests muffled by the sound of clothing hangers rasping against the racks. You would never tell him that you secretly adore those washed out jeans that are now ripped almost beyond recognition. Chanyeol continues to mutter inside the closet and while you can't really tell what he's saying, you can imagine that he's pep talking himself after your playful jab bruised his ego.

A few minutes later Chanyeol emerges into the bedroom once again, this time holding a piece of fabric you recognize as the Valentino dress he gifted you on your first anniversary in his left hand. The same dress that had been worn once before you convinced yourself that your stomach bulges too much and that your boobs have become too saggy for the no bra situation required. If the smug smile your boyfriend sports is anything to go by, he thinks the exact opposite. With a deep sigh you stand up and grab the sparkling dress reluctantly. There's an overwhelming urge in the pit of your stomach to complain about his choice in clothing but one glance at the clock on your bedside table tells you there's no space for arguments if you want to make it on time for your reservation.

Chanyeol lets go of his grip on the expensive dress then goes to make himself comfortable on the bed, his favorite spot for watching you get ready. He's always loved seeing you pamper yourself, whether that involved seeing you blend out eyeshadow or putting on earrings with a frown of concentration taking over your features. However, it was nothing compared to watching you undress. Maybe he should cancel that reservation after all and instead spend the night unraveling you. Show you how beautiful he really thinks you are. The dangerous twitch in his nether region has him closing his eyes and in a desperate attempt at not getting a hard-on, he forces himself to instead think of the ugly selfie Baekhyun sent him earlier. It seems to do the trick for a minute but when he opens his eyes again the sight that greets him undos all his hard work in a millisecond. You're all dressed up in the chosen dress and he almost regrets choosing such a fitted dress that hugs you in what he deems to be all the right places. Almost. Chanyeol moves off the bed and takes a few determined steps until he's standing behind you by the vanity where you're in the process of choosing the perfect jewelry for the occasion. He wraps his arms around your waist and let his hands travel their way from your stomach up to your breasts. The content sigh leaving your lips give him all the confirmation he needs and he leans in further to whisper in your ear.

"I knew that dress was the right choice, you look like a goddess baby. My goddess. We should just cancel dinner and let me devour you instead."

A shiver runs down your spine and you catch his aroused gaze in the mirror in front of you but before your thoughts are clear enough for you to respond, the sound of your stomach growling fills the otherwise quiet room. Chanyeol laughs heartily and you with him at the ruined mood but he plants a kiss behind your ear nonetheless before sliding his arms from their grip around you. The dress hugging your body suddenly feels a lot more beautiful than when you first put it on.

"Alright maybe we should keep the dinner reservation," he points out with a goofy grin and you can't believe the duality of Park Chanyeol. The same man who just whispered dirty secrets into your ear to the point of soaking the lingerie you put effort into wearing only for him. You almost tell him that you're fine with eating ramen if that means him making good on his promise to 'devour you'. At this point you're not sure you can make it through a whole meal without having him, all of him. Your stomach growls once more, making it abundantly clear that that's not an option.

With a disappointed pout you move around so you can face Chanyeol and reach up to give him a kiss on the lips.

"Thank you for making me feel beautiful honey," you tell him and you swear you can see stars in his eyes as he gazes down upon you, wishing for him to look at you that way for all eternity. "I love you so, so much I hope you know that."

Chanyeol pulls you into a bone crushing hug against the hard plains of his muscular chest, no words needed for you to understand that he already knows and loves you just as much, if not more.

But he tells you anyways, "I do know that and I love you and your sexy body even more but finish getting ready now so I can take you out and show you off to everyone at that godforsaken restaurant. Then I'll take you home and show you just how pretty you are."

The switch in mood from his tender confession of love to his much more explicit plans for the evening has your heartbeat picking up again and the heat rising from your neck up to your cheeks is all the evidence you need to confirm that Chanyeol will be the death of you. But you don't think you mind that at all.

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