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royal-shawn · 6 years ago

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And I love you.

Hi, hello, here is an overly fluffy imagine thingy. Like its so soft you cant imagine it, so i hope you enjoy it!!

Pairing: CEO!Shawn(could be any Shawn tbh but i had mr mendes in an expensive suit in my head the entire time) & reader

Word count: 2k+

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"Hi babe, be quick I don't have much time, I have so much shit to do." I closed my office door behind me as my boyfriend started talking through the phone.

"Just wanted to tell you that we are going on a date tonight. Super fancy, super expensive. At that new place you told me about." A smile crept its way across my face as I sat down and leaned back into the chair really touched by this random gesture. Shawn was always the one to treat me like we are still in the honeymoon phase of our relationship even though we have been together for a while now, but everytime he gets all cute and lovey, even when I'm already really used to it, he still gives me butterflies.

"Sounds great baby. And what's the occasion?" Glancing through my office window I expected him to say something sweet and cheesy but was met with his I’m super annoyed voice which left a confused look on my face.

"The occasion is that there is no occasion." I heard him get up and start pacing around as he does any time he is irritated with something or someone. He gets all nervous and starts talking real fast and walks up and down like an idiot. Oh and also, hand gestures. Crazy hand gestures.

"Elaborate?" My voice was filled with confusion and worry because I was kind of freaked out that it was me who made him so upset so in my full panicky nature I started going through all the possible things I could've done wrong and came up with nothing. Which is kind of worse because I don't have a single clue about what is going on and I strongly dislike not knowing everything, especially in situations where he is losing his mind.

"We didn't go on a date, just the two of us, just for the sake of going on a date in ages Y/N." I was ready to fight him on that but quickly stopped realizing he is right and that I can't even remember the last time we went out alone without it being to celebrate something specific. "I had lunch with the guys and this dude was all like 'Oh, I hate it that I have to take my girl out to dinners just to eat like I take her out at least three times a year- for Valentines, her birthday and our anniversary, and that's too much for me and should be enough for her.' And I remember thinking that he's an asshole because I love taking you out for no reason and stuff." A smile found its way back to my face as I listened him rant and be so angry because of our lack of... dates. "But then I figured, with your job and my job being so time consuming, our last date was for your birthday! And that was months ago! I don't want to be that kind of a man Y/N, so we are going on a date because of nothing tonight and we are going to have a great time."

"Baby, calm down." I said as I heard him trying to steady his breathing by sitting down because he always forgets to breathe like a functioning human being when he rants. "The reason we don't go out as much just because is because we both work so hard and when we come home from work we just want to spend time with eachother looking like shit and eat leftover pizza and fall asleep on the couch together and wake up with back pains in 2am and whine about it like we are 60 years old."

"I hate leftover pizza." He said like a little baby and I knew he was smiling a bit which made me smile a lot.

"Not my point, Shawn. What I wanted to say is that I know if we had the time we would be having overpriced dinners and Italian wine everyday. But I like us being trash at home just as much. Far from the fact that I'm not excited for this date tonight though. But I don't need those to love you, you know that." My work was long forgotten and I can already sense this little phone call making a whole mess in my schedule.

"Ew Y/N, you sound like we are in a romantic comedy." I faked an offended gasp as I heard him laugh. "You are cute though. Love you a lot, hope you know that."

"I'd say I love you back but don't want it to be too gushy for you." I joked. "Shut up, you know I only pretend I don't absolutely love it when it's actually my favorite thing." He said quietly and it made my heart so warm hearing him be so cute.

"I know." I twirled the pen I had in my other hand as I was looking at the picture of us propped on my desk. "I really have to go back to work now."

"Yeah, me too. Can't wait for tonight. I love you."

"Me neither. And I love you."

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"I didn't know this was an old people restaurant." I whispered to him across the table while trying not to laugh at our surroundings.

"I guess it makes sense that almost everything on this menu starts with 'mashed' then."

"Shawn!" I let out a pretty loud laugh surely attracting some eyes to the two of us. "Stop making me laugh, people are looking." I said quietly and skimmed through the menu once again.

"Let them look, they probably won't remember any of this by tomorrow morning." I looked at him with wide eyes and mouthed 'You are horrible' while still laughing and carefully looking at the people sitting at tables near us to see if anyone has heard us.

"This wine is really good though. And I love these breadsticks, they are like super soft." Shawn nodded his head agreeing with me and poured us each another glass of the wine.

"Yeah, and these chairs are oddly comfortable for a restaurant." He leaned back as to confirm his thesis and winked at me just because he knows it makes me weak and he absolutely loves seeing me looking at him with heart eyes. "Also, I don't mind this music." He leaned forward and took my hand in his. "It's romantic and not too loud so we can talk, I love it." Maybe it was the soft sound coming from the piano or the candles on the table lighting up his face or the fact that we are here solely because he was upset we haven't been on a date in a while but I felt myself fall deeper inlove with him that exact moment.

"I love you." I said so softly it was basically a whisper but by the way he squeezed my hand and the way his eyes lit up, I knew he heard me.

"I love you too. And I love us and how we are actually enjoying this old people restaurant." He had a big smile on his face and I couldn't help but to smile back.

"Yeah, it's not half bad here." I took a big sip of my wine catching Shawn looking at me with a knowing smirk because he saw me get tipsy over one glass of wine multiple times now. "Maybe we make it a regular place. So we are sure we will never run into someone we know."

"Smart thinking. That'd the only reason. We should stick with that." He let out a soft laugh until our peaceful moment was interrupted by my phone ringing.

"Fuck, I thought I put it on mute." I looked through my purse until I finally found my phone and quickly turned it off.

"They still call you from work at this time? You should seriously tell them to fuck off Y/N. I know they can't wipe their own asses without you but you deserve some time off after handling everything the entire day." He said that same thing for like a millionth time, knowing damn well that I could never tell someone 'Hey, don't call me.' because I am scared they won't like me afterwards and I need for everyone to like me. Shawn always hated how people at my office use me because they know I will never say no to doing things for them purely because I want them done right and there is solid two people in this world I actually trust to do stuff right.

"It wasn't work. It was just my other boyfriend." I joked to avoid the conversation about my coworkers again and saw him put his elbows on the table and slowly lean closer to me.

"I know you are joking but you literally make me so anxious everytime you say shit like that." His voice was all serious and he looked in my eyes for some kind of reassurance as if I was serious with that thing I said earlier and he needed me to say I was just messing around.

"Baby." I said in my quietest voice because me with a glass of wine in is very emotional and if I said it any louder I would one hundred percent start crying seeing him look at me like that. "I was just joking, I'm so sorry, I never wanted for you to feel like you are anything less than the most important guy in my life. Hell, the most important person in my life ever." I was talking super fast and saw him look up at me trying to hide a smile knowing I can't stand it when he laughs at me when I'm half drunk and emotional. "And I will again sound like a turning point in a good romcom but I love you so much I can't even describe it with word and I just want-" Tears have started filling up my eyes and Shawn reached for my hand.

"Babe, don't cry."

"No, let me finish." I cut him off and wiped one tear that was running down my cheek with my free hand. "And I just want for you to be happy and I want to make you happy and be someone who cheers you up when you are not happy, not be someone who makes you feel bad which I obviously am doing and I just want to cry right now because you mean so much to me and also I am drunkish and I never want to lose you and I am not making sense but please don't hate me because I am stupid okay?" I was ready to start another meaningless sentence but he squeezed my hand signaling me to stop and put his other hand on my cheek lifting my head so I was looking at him.

"You are stupid only if you think I could ever hate you." He smiled at me and I wanted to cry again because, as we established, I am drunk and he is so fucking beautiful. "You are my favorite person and the best thing that has ever happened to me so I am just scared to lose you that's it. Because I know you could do better and I'm scared you are going to figure that out too."

"First of all, who is being in a romantic comedy now, huh?"

"Y/N, I swear to dear God-"

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." I put on a big smile to say sorry and continued, "Maybe I shouldn't joke though, obviously I am not very good at it tonight." I straightened my back and looked at Shawn with the most serious look I was able to give him. "Only way you will ever lose me is if I get drunk on the beach and wander off because I saw a dog again, but even then you can just call me and I will be back." He laughed at the memory and continued looking me in my eyes. "That is literally the only possible scenario where you can say 'Fuck, I lost Y/N.' Anything else is never happening. And also. There is no one better for me than you so get there into your pretty head too." I bopped his nose and he rolled his eyes while laughing at my drunk behavior. "One more thing. I have said I love you to a very small amount people outside my family because you know me and commitment right?" I took a deep breath and continued with my monologue. "And nothing ever feels easier as saying it to you because I mean it and feel it with my whole being. And there is literally not any other place I would rather be than with you in this place where average age is 63 and the only reason its not 70 is because we walked in. I love you so much and you are actually the one who is stupid if you think I would ever so much as consider letting anyone but you see me wine drunk eating breadsticks and confessing my love to them in a place where class of 1819 is having their 200 year high school reunion.

He chuckled and leaned over the table to kiss me.

“I love you.”

"And I love you."

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