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reassurance

i wiped the last bit of makeup off my face then stood in front of the mirror just looking at myself. my eyes trailed to my forehead where a collection of spots were gathered before running over the expanse of my face. i sighed which attracted the attention of my boyfriend beside me.

"what's wrong, baby?" he asked.

"nothing," i replied. i went to leave the bathroom but he stopped me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"you're judging yourself again, aren't you?" he said. when i don't reply, he turns me to face the mirror and makes me look at myself.

"chanyeol..." he cuts me off with a kiss to my cheek.

"how many times do i have to tell you not to do that?" he asked.

"until i'm pretty," i said. he sighed this time then looked at both of us.

"baby, you already are," he said. "you're the prettiest girl i've ever met."

"you're just saying that because you're my boyfriend."

"i'm saying that because it's true."

i shook my head. "if it was then your fans wouldn't be so rude to me. i've seen the things they say, chanyeol. 'she's pretty but with makeup', 'have you seen her without makeup? what is chanyeol thinking', 'she's too fat to be good looking', and most commonly; 'she looks like a man'. you might say i'm pretty but you don't have a choice."

he took his arms off me then picked me up and sat me down on the counter in front of him.

"(y/n), listen to me," he said. "i'm not just telling you you're pretty because i have to, i'm telling you it because you are. i know i'm your boyfriend and telling you you're pretty is in the job description but i truly believe it. sure you have acne, sure you have dark circles under your eyes and sure you're not as thin as some people but that's what makes you you. i love you for your perfections and imperfections. you're the sweetest, kindest, smartest, friendliest, and most caring woman i've ever met and that's why i love you. that's what makes you the prettiest. outward appearances aren't everything, it sounds cliché, but it's what on the inside that truly counts. please stop belittling yourself, okay? you're my beautiful girl and you're the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me. i love you."

he wiped the tears that had escaped from my eyes then pulled me in and kissed me gently.

"i love you," i whispered. he smiled and kissed me again. i slid down off the counter and walked into the bedroom, chanyeol following close behind me. we got into bed and i immediately cuddled up beside him.

"i'm sorry," i said.

"don't be sorry, baby. i know it's hard but it honestly doesn't matter what the fans think of you. you're the perfect girl for me," he said. i smiled then laid my head on his chest.

"how did i get so lucky as to find you?" i sighed.

"we're both lucky, we are the prettiest couple that's ever existed."

i giggled and nodded in agreement. i looked up at him and kissed him one last time before turning over and wrapping myself up in the blanket.

"goodnight baby, i love you," chanyeol said, rubbing my back.

"goodnight, i love you, too," i replied. i close my eyes and fall asleep thinking about chanyeol's words. he's right, he always is.

so this is really cliché and i know there are so many fanfics and stuff about this but i feel like chanyeol would be really sweet in this kind of situation. i hope you guys enjoy it :)