MLB Imagines

Andrew Benintendi

For HannahBea33
Hannah's POV
It was another late night waiting for my boyfriend, Andrew Benintendi, to return from his game, and I couldn't help but let the negative thoughts consume my mind. It was the same thoughts that have been haunting me for the last few weeks, I felt like I wasn't good enough for Andrew. When I look in the mirror, every  flaw seems to scream out at me, not letting a single one go unnoticed. Not to mention I wasn't a big sports fan, I would go to the odd Red Sox game to support Andrew, but I didn't really get it. I feel like he can do better, he is a baseball sensation and wouldn't have any problem finding someone who is better than me. All of these thoughts have brought tears to my eyes, I love Andrew so much, and the thought of us not being together is tearing me apart. As I sit in our shared bedroom, I hear the front door open and close, signalling that Andrew was home. I try and pull myself together, but it is no use, as before I could even fully wipe my tears away he enters the bedroom. His face immediately drops as he realized the state I was in, "Hannah, baby, what's wrong?", he says with concern lacing his voice as he leans in next to me so he can engulf me in his embrace. "Why do you love me Andrew? You can do so much better than me."
Andrews POV
When I hear those words fall from Hannah's lips, I am shocked. How could she think that I could do better than her, she was absolutely perfect for me. "How could you think that?", is all I can manage to say. "L-look at me Andrew, my body is riddled with flaws, and I'm not even a sports fan, how could you find me the least bit attractive." My heart breaks as she says that, I am lost for words. Before she can say another word, I take her hand and guide her to the bathroom where I stand her in front of the mirror. "Tell me babe, what is it you don't find attractive about yourself?" She looks at me and sighs before speaking up,"My hair isn't straight enough, and my lips are too thin, my stomach isn't flat and I don't even have a thigh gap." I look at her, and proceed to kiss every insecurity that she just pointed out. From her beautiful hair down to her amazingly sexy thighs. " I hope you see how much I love you, and when I say I love you, I mean I love every single curve and bump on your body, you may not see it like I do, but baby every single flaw that you point out to yourself, is just something that makes you more beautiful to me." I wrap my arms around her waist and lean in to whisper,"And the fact that you don't enjoy sports, yet come to support me, means more than you can imagine, I love you Hannah, and I don't plan on stoping." I let out a breath before saying," I'm not completely prepared for this, but this seems like the perfect time, I know I don't have a ring or anything right now, but Hannah I want to make you my wife, I want to spend the rest of our lives together, so Hannah, will you marry me?", I ask her, and I can see her eyes go wide before she wraps her arms around me and answers my question," Yes Andrew, I would love to become your wife." Her answer leaves me felling content, not only was I able to reassure her, I finally found the courage to make her my wife.