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Beautiful Boy

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A deep sigh came from the doorway making you glance away from the mirror you were currently using to apply your makeup. Your eyes grew with fondness and your expression melted into one of admiration. 

"Hey, handsome" you quietly greeted walking over to your boyfriend and giving him a lingering peck on the corner of his mouth. You pulled back looking him up and down in udder astonishment. 

Finally, your eyes reached the silent man's face, a solemn expression etched onto his perfectly sculpted complexion. His eyes were drawn shut and his mouth was drawn into a deep frown, his bottom lip jutted out and his chin slightly quivering. 

Immediately, your bewildered face turned into one of panic and concern, "Baby?" you questioned taking his face into your hands, searching his face for any reason why he could be on the verge of tears. 

"Baby what's wrong" you whispered endearingly, stroking his soft cheekbone with your thumb. A shuttering sigh left his lips his eyes brows furrowing further when he opened his eyes to look deeply into yours. 

His quivering bottom lip hadn't stopped, the tears on his lash line were threatening to spill down onto his cheeks at any given second. He hiccuped a signal strained syllable coming up from his throat. 

He sniffed, "I,-" he couldn't even get one word out before the tears finally started, his bottom lip taken into his mouth and his eyes screwing shut trying to stop the inevitable tears and choked sounds of the sobs that left his body. 

Ever concerned, you wrapped your arms around his shaking frame taking him tightly into your embrace, placing your hand atop his head when he pushed his face into your shoulders, muffling the sobs that racked through his muscular body. 

You stroked his hair, letting him cry into your shoulder and trying to give as much comfort as he possibly needed. His tears soaked through the shirt that you wore, his face still pressed to your shoulder as he held you tightly. 

It felt like an eternity waiting for Chan to calm down, yet you didn't mind. Having him in your arms, being used as a source of comfort for your source of happiness. Slowly but surely his sobs were reduced to mere sniffles, his strong grip slowly yielding its power. 

You softly shushed him, running your fingers through his curly hair all the while giving him tender kisses on the crown of his head. When his sniffling had completely ceased, you waited a moment before you picked up his head from your shoulder.

His eyes were red and puffy, eyelashes stuck together with the wet remnants of the tears he had just shed. A deep frown was still strung on his lips. You tilted your head, pity filling your eyes, "Chris?" you whispered stroking his back. 

He nodded, his lip jutting out when you called his name. "Wanna talk about it?" you mumbled pressing your forehead to your boyfriend's pecking his lips sweetly. He gulped, his adam's apple bobbing up and down. He nodded. 

You pulled him out of the bathroom doorway, guiding him to sit down on the freshly made bed. You plopped down next to him with a gentle sigh, he looked so down it broke your heart to bits and pieces seeing him like this. 

"I, um" he started his voice breaking slightly. You placed your hand on his shoulder, "Take all the time you need." he nodded his head a shaky exhale leaving his lips, "It's so hard." he mumbled looking down at his lap, fiddling with his fingers. 

Your eyebrows furrowed, "What is?" he swallowed the lump in his throat, embarrassed at the reason he had just broken down crying. You waited patiently, your hand moving comfortingly across the expanse of both of his broad shoulders. 

"It's so embarrassing" he ran his hand down his face with a sniffle. "It's perfectly normal to think that but I can tell you right now I'll understand completely," you said seriously taking his face and pointing it towards your own. 

He nodded, shutting his eyes. He stuttered, "It's just that," pausing he hung his head with his eyes still shut, "I'm so disgusting" he finished with a break in his voice. 

You scowled in disbelief, "Chris, is this about how you look?" he nodded, seemingly ashamed, his lip drawn between his teeth, his eyes filling with tears once more. "Hey," you said gently grabbing his jaw, "Look at me." he moved his eyes from his lap to your face. 

"Chan, baby," you began, compassion filling your eyes. "You are the most handsome man I have ever met. Ever" you said strongly. The hands that rested on his face stayed there before he put his own hands over the top of them pulling them off his cheeks carefully. 

"But why?" He uttered his eyes staring deeply into your own, "Why do you find me attractive? There's nothing attractive about me." he whispered-shouted, his pained facial expression was accompanied by a few stray tears that left the corner of his eyes. 

He continued to ramble, "My face is lopsided, my mouth is crooked, my nose is crooked, hell, my nose is huge" he shrugged dramatically whilst listing off his insecurities, his hand gripping tightly at the roots of his hair. 

You reached up placed your hands on his wrists and softly pulled his hands from his hair. His heavy breathing gradually got calmer with your touch. He opened his eyes looking at you for what seemed like an answer. 

"Honey," you frowned placing a loving hand onto his thigh, while the other went to entangled with his hand. "that's all in your head, I swear." he shook his head at your words opening his mouth in protest before you shushed him, continuing to talk. 

A sigh left your lips your face softening, "Chan, you are the most bewitching handsome man I have ever seen in my life." you continued to stare at his face, the miserable look still playing at his features. 

With the utmost care, you turned his head, making him look at you in the face, "Look at me in the eyes when I say this." You began sternly nodding, he sniffed again but looked you in the eyes. "I have never," you made a strong emphasis on your words with a shake of your head, "ever seen a man as gorgeous as you." 

The sad expression he wore was know mixed with a cramped amount of adoration. You over dramatically threw your hands up, "And god, all of those insecurities and flaws? That's what makes you, you." you pointed at his chest coming up close to his face and kissing him on the apple of his cheek. 

You held his face in your hands, moving your own to the other cheek, giving it a small touch of the lips in the same place as you had on the opposite side. You pulled back and looked him in the eyes, "Your face, perfect." you said barely above a whisper. 

Moving your lips down to his nose you gave a few lingering kisses upon the bridge before touching your lips gently to the tip, "Your nose, gorgeous." he scrunched up his nose at that making a small smile spread on your lips. 

Lastly, you moved your lips on top of his, giving him a loving mouth-to-mouth kiss. When you pulled back you smiled as the dreadful look on his face was slowly passing. "And your lips, don't even get me started on these." You giggled in a sultry way making him give you a sad little smirk. "Your lips are just purely magnificent." 

You sighed with a smile, connecting both your foreheads and staring deeply into his eyes, "And most of all," you softly whispered, "You. You are so so so so beautiful." you felt the gentle breaths that hit your face pause for a second before they continued in a more shaky pattern. 

"God," he whispered deeply shutting his eyes, his hands finding their way up to your waist. "I am more than grateful to have you, sweetheart" his thumbs stroked your sides as you sat in comfortable, relaxing silence. 

Moments had passed before you spoke once again, "You still wanna go to that party?" you questioned hoping that the answer was no. He shook his 'no', "I didn't want to go in the first place." you chuckled pulling yourself reluctantly away from him. 

"Here, then let's have a night in, yeah?" you said going back into the bathroom grateful for an excuse to not finish your makeup. He followed close behind watching as took off the foundation that coated your cheeks. "You know, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen" his eyes were filled with soft adoration as he leaned again into the doorway with his hand in his pockets. 

"Well then," you threw the used cotton pad away getting your skin care products ready to be used, "I guess that makes us one hell of a good-looking couple." he smiled looking at your frame as you leaned down to the sink washing your face. 

"Are you just going to stand there? or are you going to take off those clothes? they look awfully uncomfortable, I think your pajama pants are still sitting on your side of the bed" you quickly rambled as you looked up at him from your bent-over position. 

He laughed, giving you a nod before walking away, unbuttoning his shirt as he went. He arrived back he was in his pajamas; a plain black shirt and some red plaid comfy pants you got him for a gift one year. 

He watched you as you finished up with your routine, standing there admiringly. "Okay pretty boy, we've got twilight and a bowl of popcorn calling our names right now. So we better get going" 

You grabbed onto his hand pulling him back into bed. You grabbed the laptop that sat on your nightstand. Both of you laid down, Chan cuddling up against your chest as you combed your finger through his hair. 

As time went on Chan's breaths became softer and his eyes were drawn shut. His sleeping form subconsciously cuddled into your side. You smiled watching his gorgeous face as he slept peacefully. You brushed the hair back from his forehead, giving him a gentle kiss. Out of all the people in this world, you couldn't believe he had chosen you. After all, he was your beautiful boy.

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