Is It Arranged Love? Chanyeol x Reader [Requested] Pt. 1
Word Count: 3344
Request: Female reader x Chanyeol or Baekhyun where in you are an international idol and you were paired to them in We Got Married and ends up falling for you. A little fluffy in the end if it’s okay. Thanks!
A/N: I got you fam!! Sorry for the long wait. Lots of research and switch up of writers… Here it is!! Part 2 Coming Soon!!!!
My legs shivered as they came in contact with the cold bench. I made sure to have a content look on my face at all times. It would be on broadcast soon, many fans are already angry when they found out I was gonna be on the show, We Got Married.
I fiddled my fingers, thinking of the mystery girl I am supposed to be married to. Well, at least in the show.
“I hope she’s nice…and beautiful,” I remember admitting in the interview, “I hope she can take care of herself, but at times I can be the one to care for her,” I shared.
Waiting for the camera crew to get ready, a man brought me a box. I muttered a quick ‘thank you’ and curled my linen-covered fingers around the edge of the box cap. As I started to pull it up, a makeup artist almost screamed. I look up with panic, she bows and apologizes, realizing that she had caused a scene in the small park.
“You can’t open it until we film, Chanyeol,” she voiced.
“O-ok…” damn, why am I so awkward, I think to myself. I let the box go and put it to the side of me. I clasped my hands together, attempting to avoid looking in the box.
“Okay,” the director says, “let’s get this started.” I stand up. I brush the imaginary dust off of my coat.
“ACTION,” yells the director. A big grin shines on my face. I have to present myself well to my fans.
“Oh, I’m so nervous,” I say, honestly. I hear my stomach growl faintly, but it seems like the entire film crew could tell I was hungry.
“Maybe once I meet my wife, we can go get something to eat,” I anticipated.
I shuffled around quietly, trying to figure out what to do.
“Chanyeol-shi,” whispered the same makeup artist, “get the box.”
A box? Oh! The box!! I remember. I pick it up and finally get to lift the red covering off. In the box was an iPhone, a red scarf, and a tiny note with a poem:
'Use the tech
to find me
as I am the one with the freezing neck’