#dad! connor brashier

[xeunoais]

Four Years

(A/N: i can’t remember where i got this concept from but creds to whoever gave me the inspiration for this! i hope you enjoy this even though its not the best. & again the gif has nothing to do with the fic but i just hink that its cute lol)

Summary: You broke things off with Connor whenever you found out you where pregnant. You and Adeline were at the library and you ended up running into him. What happens when he finds out that you had her? And that she is his kid..

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"Can we go to the park?"

"Honey, not today. It’s a little too late to go to thr park tonight."

"Okay."

"Well.. here’s what we can do, we can go to library tonight. And then tomorrow or something, we can go to the park." I speak to my 4 year old daughter.

She's incredibly smart for her age, and just like her father. She loves to sing, dance, and try her best to read books. She loves taking pictures of stuff too on my phone when she has it.

I wish Connor could've been here for this.

I let go of him and broke things off in our relationship when I got pregnant with Adeline. I didn't want to ruin his life. I was just stupid, and scared at the time.

Hell, we were only 17 and 18! I never wanted to tell him and ruin everything he had going for him. His career, his reputation, his passion..

I didn't want to ruin it all for him then have him resent me for it. And if his reaction was bad, I didn't want Addy to feel like a burden to him.

She asks about him all the time though. Who her daddy is, what he looks like, what he was like. I tell her that her daddy had to go away for a very long time. But then I always change the subject after to not let the conversation go too far. But it doesn't stop her from asking.

We just moved here to LA cause I got a better job offer here then I did when I was living back home with my parents. It's a new start, a new life I need.. that Adeline needs.

"Momma! Momma we gotta hurry before we miss it!" She says jumping and down. I smile.

"Miss what?"

"The library! It's gonna close soon!" I smiled down at my little bookworm and grabbed her hand, trudging out the door and into the street of LA.

It was a bit chilly outside. But we continued walking till we got to the library and walked in. Addy's face lit up.

"Look how many there are, Momma!" I smiled at her excitement and told her to go pick out a few. She ran off and did just that and I waited for her near the entrance.

I answered a call from my boss and checked on a few things and feeling something collide with my back.

"Omph!"

Me and the person fall over and hit the ground, I wince and look to the other person to see if they're alright.

"Oh my gosh, are you o-"

My heart stopped.. You’ve got to be fucking kidding. I almost couldn't believe my eyes. Is he seriously right here? Infront of me?

"Y/n?" Connor says with a shaky breath. His eyes held so many emotions, I didn't know what to do or say as my eyes began watering. Hold it together and don’t fucking cry.

"Connor."

"Y-You're here? W-ha- wh.. when.." He speaks so frantically.

"I just moved here with-" I stopped myself. I can't tell him. Not like this. Not right now.

"With..?"

"N-No one.." I say hoping that Addy takes a little longer to pick out her books.

"It's so good to see you.. amazing actually." Connor says smiling. Oh my gosh.. I missed that smile. I miss him.

"Momma!" My eyes widen at the sound of my daughter's voice looking for me. Fuck. I know can't keep it a secret forever but I’m not ready to break the news just yet.

"Momma, look! I found my favorite book!" Adeline says pulling on my pant leg.

I smile at her but look at Connor, not knowing what to think. His expression wasn't all smiles anymore, it was shock and confusion.

"M-..Momma?" He repeats. A tear slips down my face and then it hits him.

"Is she.."

"Yeah.." I answer picking Adeline up and putting her on my hip.

"She reminds me of you everyday. She's a spitting image of you too. I haven't forgotten about you.. I’ve done nothing but think about you for the past 4 years. I didn't want to leave.. gosh I love you but i didn't want to hurt your life." I explain as more tears fell from my eyes. I’m right on the edge of actually breaking right now.

Connor looked so lost of words. I feel like I’ve hurt him even more then I did when I broke off things between us.

"Connor.. I-I'm so sorry." I say pushing past him with my head down. I walk out onto the street and start running towards my apartment.

"Y/n, wait!" I hear Connor call out right as i open my apartment door.

I quickly pushed it open and got inside. Adeline quickly ran into her bedroom where to start reading her books.

"Y/n, please! Don't shut me out again." Connor says leaning his head against the door pleadingly. My heart broke at his words..

I sighed and opened the door, letting him in. He stepped in and leaned against the counter, looking around at the drawings on the fridge Addy drew and the messy living room that is full of her toys and stuff.

"Why did you not tell me when you found out?" He asks after a few moments of silence. I look at him. Is he seriously that stupid?

"Do you really think I was gonna ruin your life and your career? I didn't think you were ready. Hell, I wasn't even ready myself. But I knew I didn’t want you to give up your passion for me. And I’m sorry for breaking things off between us but I was just so scared, Connor. You don't even understand how scared I was." I sobbed, finally breaking. Feeling all of the shit I probably should have felt four years ago.

"I'm not mad. I know you were scared. I probably would’ve been too in your position, but you should've just told me. You had to do this all alone for 4 years with no help." Connor paused grabbing my face gently, wiping my tears.

"And I’ve hardly looked at another girl since you left me. It was just too hard. I never stopped loving you. I always hoped you'd come back to me, tell me you messed up and you missed me just as mush as I did you. I just wanted you back." He says with tears slowly falling out of his eyes. I smiled and blushed at him, dumbfounded by his loyalty.

I looked him in the eyes a little longer. And then with my face in his hands, he placed a soft, gentle kiss on my lips. A kiss I didn’t know how much I truly missed until right now.

I wrap my arms around his neck and kissed back, soon pulling away for air.

"Can I meet her?" Connor asks with a big smile on his face. I smiled back and nodded.

"Adeline! Come here honey!" I called out to her.

"Adeline.. beautiful." Connor repeats and I smile even wider. Adeline comes running into the kitchen and looks at the mysterious tall man.

"Who's he, Momma?" She asks pointing. Connor crouches down in front of her, taking her hands in his.

"Hi Adeline, I'm Connor but you can call me Con. How old are you?" Connor speaks to her with such a soft, gentle voice.

"I'm this four! And you can call me Addy, everyone does." Addy says proudly, smiling wide. Connor chuckles.

"Wow! That's a really good number, Addy!" He says all excited. My heart unfolded at the sight in front of me.

"Addy, did Momma ever tell you about your Daddy?" Connor asks her. She nods her head and he smiles.

"What'd she says about him?"

"She said that he was like a prince, tall and handsome and super sweet. She said that she loves him to the moon and back but that he had to go away for a very long time because something happened that he might’ve not liked.” Addy paused for a second to think of an example to give him.

“Oh! Like the evil queen not letting Snow White be free." Addy exclaims and we both laughed at her example.

Connor nods and takes a deep breath, looking at me for permission. I nod and we all site down on the floor criss cross. He pulls Addy to sit in from of him.

"Addy, Can I tell you something?” Connor asked her looking her in her soft blue eyes.

“Are you my daddy?” She asked, turning and looking at you. Then back at him.

The both of you are shocked. How did she figure that out?

“Yeah honey. He is your daddy.” You told her, scared of what her reaction might be.

Suddenly, she breaks out with a huge smile on her face and wraps her arms tightly around Connor's neck giggling.

"I love you, daddy!" She squeals and my heart flutters. Connor hugs her tightly with his eyes closed, soaking everything from this moment in.

"I am so happy to hear you say that." He leans back out the hug and kisses her cheek softly.

This is the moment I have been dreaming of since I found out I was pregnant with her. I was just too scared to let it happen.

But now that it has, I regret not letting it happen sooner.

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The End

(A/N: this isnt the best i’ve ever written but i still hope you enjoyed this and remember that feedback is highly appreciated!!)

[postyxmendes]

Shawn, Cez, and Lemon (Connor)

[brashierc]

Doubts

This is heavily unedited, but I needed to post something. So here you go!

You were having an insecure moment. It stemmed from the dream you had last night while you slept alone in his bed for the second night in a row. This dream leading you to have insecure thoughts and doubts about what Connor was feeling.

Connor was CEO of his Production Company and lately, after having produced one of the biggest names in the music industry documentary, business was booming. With interest and projects rapidly flying through his office Connor has become extremely stressed and busy. He can’t even remember the last time he truly had a down moment, with himself or spent with you. 

His new assistant Sam has slowly become your best friend. With the amount of times you’re in contact with Sam to figure out Connor’s schedule, and see if you can talk to him between meetings, or the times Sam’s called you for Connor’s holiday schedule. 

Everything in Connor’s world seems to be growing and moving a thousand miles a minute, while you’re at a standstill in the corner. You’re in a small selling slump at work. It’s slowly getting closer to holiday time which means every now and then your store has a big sale, but it’s still pretty slow. 

You woke up from your nightmare last night still accompanied by cold sheets. It was almost 4 am and Connor still hasn't come home. Sam had called you earlier telling you that Connor should be off at a decent hour and Connor would like for you to be at his place. You weren’t shocked by 11 pm that you were still alone and getting ready for bed.

Your nightmare consisted of Connor’s newest client Madison, the most perfect girl you’d ever seen, and him having some sort of attraction which was causing his late nights. This girl was everything you felt you were. She had the perfect ‘Barbie’ face, skinny body, long legs, long straight hair. When you saw a picture of her and Connor gushing about the music video she wants him to shoot and produce you had a moment of jealousy that you quickly pushed to the dark side of your brain. It seems that’s where you dreams are held, because it’s all you’ve been able to see lately when you shut your eyes for the night. 

It seems to be the only dream you can dream when your at Connor’s. Leading you to just stay awake for the rest of the night not wanting to have any visions of Connor with any other girl, dream or not. It broke your heart more and more and slowly made you question everything. 

So for a change, and a test in your theories, you headed back to your own apartment after work. Dragging your tired body into the cold home, shivering as you flip the heat and light a candle. 

You had done a lot for the night by the time you were ordering pasta and waiting on your delivery. You completed laundry, dishes, cleaned up the bathroom, changed your sheets and reorganized your lotions and perfumes into a cute little display on top of your dresser. 

You jumped a bit as your phone started ringing disturbing the nice silence you were in. You picked up the device, shocked to see that it was Connor’s name running across your screen. He hasn’t called you in days, usually making Sam do it for him. You actually haven’t spoken to him at all today, and it was just then that you noticed that you hadn’t. No texts, no voicemails, no stupid memes through Insta. 

“Hello?” You answered, weary that he might just be butt dialling you. 

“Baby?” 

“Um yeah?” Your brows furrowed.

“Where are you?” He asked. 

“Home?” You responded, confused at his sudden interest.

“No, you’re not here.” 

“I’m at my home.” 

“Did Sam not call you this morning?” 

“He did.” You nod, remembering Sam’s call about Connor wanting you to be at his tonight.

“So…?” 

“Well it wasn’t the first time I’d had that request this week, and frankly I didn’t believe him when he said you’d be off at a decent hour.” 

Connor doesn’t respond for a moment, and you bite your lip nervously while you wait.

“Can I come over then? I’m off tonight, and I wanna see you Baby. I missed you.” 

“Um sure, if you’d like.” 

“I’d love to.” You feel like you can hear his smile. “Have you eaten? Can I bring you dinner?”

“I ordered pasta, it should be here soon.”

“Oh.” He responds, knowing that you hate ordering food because you despise the awkward interaction of answering the door and taking your food from someone else. “Wanna change it to pick up and I’ll get it on my way?” 

“No I’m okay.” 

Connor stands dumbfounded in his living room. You were at your apartment, he couldn’t remember the last time you’d actually stayed at your place, you practically lived with him. You were ordering yourself food, and not asking him to get it for you.

“Okay well I’ll see you 10?” 

“Okay.” 

“I love you.” 

“Mhm.” You hung up on him.

Connor stared at his phone in awe when his phone beeped at him and the call ended. He knew something was wrong. That he’d done something wrong, or that you were upset about something and that left him feeling a bit anxious. He wasn’t paying attention to what he was packing all he knew was that he was throwing clothes into a bag and was out the door on his way to your place within minutes of your phone call. 

He actually ended up beating your delivery driver. 

“Hi Baby.” He greeted when you opened the door for him. 

“Hi.” You smiled, allowing him to kiss your cheek and hug you loosely. 

He watched with curious eyes as you shut the door behind him and tidied up the shoe bin by the door. You were putting a pair of flats away in your closet when someone knocked at your door. Connor answered for you and took your bag of food, paying for it and the tip. He was just shutting the door when you walked back out.

“Oh, here let me get my wall-”

“I got it Baby.” He smiled, walking past you to the kitchen to get you all dished up. 

You watched him as he unboxed your meal, transferring the food from the plastic containers to your plates. He set your food down on the table and held the chair out for you with a cute little smile. You simply took a seat and dug into your food as he sat across from you. 

“Y/n?” He whispered when you refused to make eye contact with him.

“Hmm?” 

“What’s wrong?” 

You looked up with big eyes and stared at him. “What?”

“What’s wrong? What happened? Why weren’t you at my place tonight?”

“I wanted to come home.” 

“But, I’m sorry if I’m jumping the gun here, but I thought that my place was home?” He asks softly, reaching for your hand. 

You let him take it, and stare at his thumb that rubs soothingly back and forth across your knuckles.

“Baby?” He whispers. 

What he doesn’t expect is for you to look up with tearful eyes and a deep frown splayed across your mouth. 

“Baby, what’s wrong?” He rushes to crouch next to you, holding both of your hands. 

“I had a nightmare.” Is all you can sob out.

He reaches out and pulls you from the chair down into his lap so he can hold you tightly. 

“When?” 

“Everyday this week.” 

“Oh Baby.” He coos, rocking you back and forth. “What was it about?”

“You.” You sob into his shoulder, shuddering breaths in and out. 

“Me?” He pulls back to make eye contact with you. 

“You-you-you-you”

“Breathe Baby.” 

“You” You take a deep breath, “You didn’t want me anymore, you wanted-wanted-wanted- Madison.” 

All the wind has been knocked from Connor’s lungs. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. 

“Baby,” He sighs, “Of course I want you. I only want you. I love you.” 

You just sob harder. “I was becoming worried that maybe you were bored, that you didn’t want to be with me anymore. That you were staying late at the office because you didn’t want to go home. So I thought maybe I’d just go back to mine so you could finally go back to yours.”

“Y/n L/n.” Connor holds your face so you have to look at him. “I am not bored.” He shakes his head. “I want to be with your forever. I was staying late at the office because I wanted to get done with Madison’s video so I could be done with her business and let one of the new investors take her business.” He explains. “I thought the quicker I could get it done the quicker I could be with you, and you wouldn’t have to worry about her. Even though there’s nothing to worry about. I only will ever have eyes for you.” He smiles, kissing your nose softly. “Baby, if I had it my way there wouldn’t be a ‘your place’ or a ‘my place’ there would only be ‘our place’ because I absolutely hate coming home to an apartment that you’re not in.” 

You pout at him, staring at his eyes, trying to read his expression.

“I want you Babygirl.” He whispers. “I’ll only ever want you. I promise you that.” 

“Yeah?”

“I have-” He sighs. “I have the weekend set up for us to look at houses. It was supposed to be a surprise but you need to know how committed I am to you. I have the first place booked for 9 tomorrow morning.” 

“Connor.” 

“And there will always be an ‘us’ because the future for us is coming sooner than you think.” He makes a show of kissing your left ring finger. 

“Connor David.” You sit up straight. 

“Yes ma’am, this won’t be bare for long.” 

“Stop.” You cover his mouth, groaning in disgust when he licks your palm. 

“I’m just trying to tell you how I am here for you. And how you don’t ever need to dream about me leaving you for someone else. I’m yours, you’re mine. That’s all we need to be okay. No matter where we are, what we’re doing, where we’re going, as long as we’re together then we’ll be okay. I love you so much.” 

“I love you too.” You smile, wiping your tears away.

“I’m sorry I made you doubt that. I’m sorry that I let you go to bed alone. I’m sorry that you felt like you couldn’t stay with me.” 

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not, it’s not okay. I’ll work on making that up to you. Now you need to get and hydrate so I can prove to you all night long how sorry I am and how much I love you.” 

“Connor.” You gasp when he lifts you up into your chair and pushes your plate closer. 

“Eat while I get the tub ready.” He grins, leaving a hot kiss to your neck before walking away. 

[mywrittingwonderland]

Pictours (feat. Uncle Connor)

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“Peter, are you lost?”

“Hi uncle Connor, have you seen Daddy?”

“He is at soundcheck Pete”

“Oh... okay, I will wait then.”

“Where is your mum?”

“Mummy was giving Els a shower uncle Connor, so I ran here to tell daddy something”

“Does she knows you are here Bub?”

“Not really?”

“Peter! You can’t do that, I will call your mum okay?”

“Okay.”

“Hi... Mhm... don’t worry he is here with me, he will help me take some pictures... Right, Peter?”

“Mhm”

“Mum wants to talk with you”

“Hi mummy... yes I know, I am sorry mummy. I just had to show dad something, but he is checking his sound now... okay mummy, I love you too.”

“All right then, come help me with the pictures?”

“Yes! Uncle Connor?”

“What’s up?”

“Can I try to take some pictours?”

“I loved that! Sure thing, we will both get some pictours, I will get you a small camera with a string on for your neck, so you don’t let it fall, okay?”

“Yes. Uncle Connor?”

“Yes, Peter?”

“Thank you.”

“You are welcome Little one, let’s go see dad and take pictours from soundcheck?”

“Okay, how do I do?”

“You look in this screen to see the picture you are taking, and then you click here in this button, try now”

Peter then tried to take a picture of Shawn.

“Oh, hi Peter!”

“No! Dad, you ruined the pictour”

“Oh, I am sorry baby. Does mummy knows you are here helping uncle Connor?”

“She does daddy.”

“Okay good, sorry if he is taking your time Con.”

“It’s fine, go back to your songs, he is my pictours’ guy today.”

“You heard him daddy.”

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[5-seconds-of-bucky]

Bundle Of Joy (Soon to be dad!Shawn)

A/N: I thought of this at like one in the morning but I’m in love with the idea.  We have a special guest, Mr. Connor Brashier (whom I may be writing fics for      soon . . .) Thanks for reading! Please reblog and leave some feedback!

Summery: You are Shawn’s wife and tour photographer. On the second to last show of the tour, you make a huge announcement to the team.

Word Count: 1.4k+

Warnings: None except a protective Shawn and some super fluffy fluff!

“Babe . . . babe, wake up. We’re here.” Shawn mumbles into your ear, shaking your shoulder lightly as the van pulls up to the arena. “Y/N . . .”

“I’m up, yeesh.” You say quietly, eyes still closed as you shifted you weight and lifted your head from the window.  

“If you were up your eyes would be open.”

“When I’m up I’m gonna slap you.” 

“Ouch.”

You rub your eyes soon after opening them, wishing you had the ability to feel 100% right after waking up. You open the van door and step out into the parking lot, hands holding your camera, ready to take a picture of Shawn at any moment. You were already halfway to the backstage door when Shawn called out after you.

“Y/N, wait a second.” 

You turn around with a slight groan and eye roll. Ever since you had told Shawn that you were pregnant a few days ago, he seemed to be way over protective. He wanted to be around you every second to make sure you were safe and the only time he wasn’t was when you went to the bathroom. Despite this, nobody on the team seemed to have noticed, as he was normally protective of you to begin with. That would change tonight though. The two of you decided that it was time to tell everyone, although you were holding off on telling the fans until the video of the announcement came out. Connor already knew about your pregnancy, having been the second person you had told after Shawn. He was your best friend on tour. There was no way you could hold that back from him. 

The plan for tonight was to have the group pep talk before the show. You and Shawn would tell everyone before the show, with Connor filming it. When the tour diary came out, that clip would be included, and that’s how the fans would find out. You were slightly worried about their reactions. They couldn’t do anything, you were Shawn’s wife after all. 

“I’m literally walking to the door. What could possibly happen to me?” 

“You could trip, fall, and land on the bump, thus hurting yourself and the baby.” Shawn says quietly as he catches up to you, putting a hand on the small of your back to guide you. 

“There is hardly a bump to be fallen on. Besides, I’m not nearly as clumsy as you are.” You take the camera up to your face, snapping a picture of his profile. You were a little close, but it really brought out the small features of his face. 

“I’m going to blame this sudden moodiness on the hormones.” He states when you reach the door, leaning against the wall next to it while you wait for someone with keys to open it for you. 

“I’m going to blame it on sleepiness. This is your fault you -” You interrupt yourself with a small squeak when Shawn pulls you into his arms, holding you tight for a second before relaxing his grip. “That might hurt the baby.”

“Shut up.” 

You stay like that for a minute before everyone else catches up, someone bringing the keys and holding open the door for the rest of the group. 

“You can nap during soundcheck today if you want.” Shawn tells you once the two of you are seated in his dressing room. 

“No, it’s fine. I was just teasing you back there. The wonders of caffeine would be fantastic right now but I can deal.” You reply as you take stuff out of your backpack. 

“Are you sure babe? You don’t have to be up and at ‘em every second of the day. I understand if you want to rest.” His look of concern was sincere, but you wished he let up a bit.

“Shawn, I’ll be fine. I’ve barely done anything all day.” You stood up from the couch, grabbing your camera from off the table and heading towards the door. “I’m gonna go walk around the arena. Wanna come?” 

“Sure.” With that, he grabbed your hand and followed you into the hallway. 

~

Soundcheck and the Q&A went smoothly, allowing you to get plenty of pictures. Shawn made sure Connor was always near you, telling you that you needed to take a break every so often.

“He really went into over protective mode, didn’t he?” Connor comments from his spot beside you during the Q&A.

“You wouldn’t believe it. I’m only three months in and he acts like I’m due any day. He has good intentions and it’s really sweet but it’s driving me crazy!” 

“You should probably sit down before he sees that you’ve been standing this whole time.”

“Are you serious right now?”

“Yes. You have to be running around for an entire concert. Rest up before your husband kills me.” 

“Good thing we only have one show left after this one. You guys are going to drive me insane.”

“Let’s just head backstage then. He’ll have no idea that you’re standing. Win-win.”

“Wow Connor, I had no idea you were such a genius.”

“That was a little sarcastic miss priss.” 

“It was meant to be.”

You walk backstage, only to be met with a worried Shawn a few minutes later. 

“Are you feeling okay? I saw you leave early. Do you need anything?” He asks when he reaches you, putting the back of his hand on your forehead.

“I’m fine.” You say, brushing his hand off. “I just felt like hanging back here. I had enough pictures. How’d the rest of it go?”

“Fine. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes!” Came the over exaggerated reply. 

“Sorry. I’m just worried.”

“I know. I”m going to be fine. I have Connor with me all the time. Nothing is going to happen.” 

“I know, I know.” He sighs, pulling you into his arms and resting his head on top of yours. 

“I got some good photos. I’ll have to show you them after the show.” You wrap your arms around him, burying your face in his chest. 

“Okay. I’m going to go back to the dressing room until the show starts. Care to join me?”

“Sure. I can go edit some more photos.” 

“You can just rest.”

“Here we go again.”

~

“Alright guys. Second to last show. Thank you so much for all that you’ve done.” Shawn starts as the team huddles together before starting the show. “This show isn’t possible without you guys. Before we break off, Y/N and I have something to tell you.” He looks over at you, who happened to be standing directly across from him. 

“Yeah. So basically, I’m pregnant!” You exclaim, smiling at your husband from across the circle. A small commotion broke out in the group, everyone looking surprised yet excited. 

“Alright everyone, let’s have a great show!” With that you scurry off to Connor, heading away from the group to get in position for the start of the show. 

“Did you get the video?”

“Of course. I got those looks Shawn gave you too. You didn’t really see them ‘cause you weren’t looking at him but he had this look of complete and utter love and adoration. It was really cute.” 

“Can’t wait to see it! Let’s go capture this concert!” With that you head off to your spot for the start of the show, a smile on your face as you think about how much you love your husband. 

~ 

Coming backstage was a little chaotic. Everyone was crowing you, which was understandable. You did leave within seconds of telling them the news. 

Shawn watched you from a few feet away. Watching you look so excited made him smile. “Hey Connor. How’d the video turn out?”

“Really good. You should see the way you look at her in it. You can really tell you love her.” 

“She already has that pregnancy glow and she’s only three months in with our little bundle of joy. I’ve been infatuated with her since the day we met but ever since she told me she was pregnant I can’t take my eyes off her.” 

“Hey babe. Awesome show.” You say as you approach him, looking at the photo you had just taken of him and Connor when you stop.

“Thanks babe! How you feelin’?” 

“Great, thank you. Ready to edit some photos!” Shawn laughed at your somewhat sarcastic enthusiasm. “I’m also ready for bed!”

“We can definitely work on that.” He says as he leans down to kiss you. “I love you and our little bundle of joy.”

You couldn’t help but break out into a huge smile at that, rising on your toes to meet his lips. “Me too bub. Me too.”

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[mendesblurb]

WHERE IS THE LOVE

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Warning: fluff, maybe grammar error and maybe some punctuation errors and maybe typos

GIF Credits to owner and maker @tannerandthesociety-backup

It felt like it was just yesterday when you were a new transfer student entering a high school in Toronto.

You were forced to relocate to another country because your dad was offered a promotion at work. You were so happy when he conveyed the news even though you were a little sad that you had to move to another country.

First day of school was tough as nobody wanted to get to know the new kid. You were about to give up when a group of guys asked whether they could sit with you during lunch.

Because you were lonely and desperate for friends you said yes. Those guys were Shawn,Brian and Connor. Soon the four of you became inseparable, you see the thing is for other people at the school they were the three weirdos and now you were their newest member.

The three of you were there from the beginning of Shawn's music career. You were there when his vine blew up and you were all so proud when stitches went trending.

Fast forward to now, you are currently on a summer break from university and what better way to spend your break than joining your best friend’s world tour.

Today you were off to the land of the rising sun aka Japan. As soon as you reach your seat, all you want you to do is take a nap. But unfortunately that was just impossible as you were sitting in next to Brian and Connor.

“Guys please let me sleep.” You whinnied

“Nope, Y/N you're so busy with boring University assignments and now we can finally catch up with each other .” Brian said

“Hey Y/N, what’s stopping you two?” Connor asked

“What do you mean?” You said in lazy tone and eyes still closed

“Let me rephrase it for you my dear, do you or do you not still have feelings for Shawn?” Connor said cheekily

You opened your eyes immediately and said, “Connor wtf?” You said while elbowing him

“Owww, but seriously that sounds like a yes to me, right Brian?” Connor said

“Uhm without a doubt.” Brian nod his head

“Look Y/N, all I’m saying is It will be a dream come true if you and Shawn finally decide to take your friendship to the next level.” Connor said

“What are you trying to say Con, stop giving me riddles.” You whined

“All I’m saying is I know our Shawnie like you too and I have a plan to make him confess his feelings to you.” Connor said

“Whatever brilliant plan you think you have, I don’t want to know because whatever feelings I have towards him will just ruin our friendship.” You replied

“Cmon Y/N, please!” He said while giving you his puppy eyes

“I just don’t want to ruin our friendship, Con.” you said

“I pinky promise, your friendship won’t be ruined.” He said

“Fine, tell me your so-called amazing plan” you replied

“Brian, will you do the honours of explaining the plan to this amazing lady here.” Connor said

“ it would be my pleasure.” He said while giggling

The next few hours flew by and soon you were arriving at theHaneda Airport. Upon arriving the four of you and all the crew rushed to the hotel.

————The next morning———————————-

“Good morning Y/N and Con.” Shawn said in a clearly still sleepy face

Shawn was sleepy but not blind as he saw his 2 best friends standing rather close to each other. Connor’s hand was wrapped around your waist and his face was buried in your neck.

“Oh hey Shawn, didn’t see you there.” You said and immediately you turned your attention back to Connor and he whispered to your ear,”pretend I said something funny and you loved it.” In response you just giggled and Completely ignored Shawn.

Shawn felt annoyed and decided to go and find Brian. After spotting Brian, Shawn decided to approach his table.

Shawn plopped on the seat next to

Brian, resting his head in one of his hands while the other aggressively stabbed the watermelon in his bowl with a fork.

“Dude, don’t blame the watermelon when you have a jetlag!” Brian said

"I am not jetlag" Shawn mumbled through gritted teeth and annoyed expression, lifting his eyes to look at you again, gripping the fork tighter when he saw who you were with.

Brian followed his friend's eyes, and he was crossing his fingers and hoping his plan worked when his eyes landed on you. But for now he just sighed and put his hand on Shawn’s shoulder, to somehow give him support over the image of his two best friends acting all flirty toward one another.

You made your way through the hotel restaurant to find Brian’s table while holding Connor’s hand. This was part of the whole plan, you and Connor had to act all flirty with each other during breakfast.

Hey guys" You playfully greeted, reaching the table, a big smile on your face as you sat across from them.

Before Connor could sit down next yo you, he got a phone call from Andrew saying that he needs to finish editing the video now so he excused himself and went back to his room.

"Hi Y/n" Brian happily replied, lightly nudging Shawn’s elbow when he didn't say anything.

Your smile instantly replaced by a frown, when you noticed Shawn was just focused on his watermelon , avoiding your gaze. By now you wonder, whether the plan actually worked because the last thing you want is to ruin your friendship.

"So how did you guys sleep?" You awkwardly asked, focusing your curious eyes on Brian, waiting for him to tell you what was going on with Shawn.

“Uh ... not much but managed to get 6 hours" Brian said. "So, when did you get all lovey dovey with Connor?" He asked to take the attention away from Shawn, but he mentally he knew that's probably the last thing Shawn wants to hear right now.

"Oh last night Connor confessed his feelings and I said I felt the same" You smiled back again, meanwhile Shawn just choked at his glass of milk.

By now Shawn was coughing and you quickly asked, “ Shawn you okay, here have my water.”

“I’m good Y/N, thanks.” Shawn replied but still avoiding your meet your eye

“He confessed his feelings and now you guys are showing all the PDA" He teased in a mocking tone making you frown for the second time, because it wasn't a sarcastic mocking tone, it was a mean mocking tone.

"I mean he is proud to say that He has feelings for me and now he just wants other people to know about our love too so I will say it’s a sweet gesture he likes and I really enjoy it too" You defended yourself, and Shawn just chuckled.

"I'm pretty sure that's just a rebound,I mean we're talking about Connor, He makes everyone think he has moved on from his ex and Y/n, I'm sure he just wants to have a tour fling to show his ex." Shawn proudly said

"So you're saying I'm just some fling for him?" You asked, ignoring the way your heart ached from Shawn who was thinking so low of your other best friend.

"What I'm saying is the guy still constantly talks about his ex , so my advice is you shouldn't be that excited about your new relationship status because he'll just end up going back to his ex.” He stated while obviously still clouded by jealousy.

"Seriously why can’t you be happy that I end up with Connor, Mendes" You painfully said, before getting up from the table and leaving your bowl of cereal behind and you went back to your room.

Jealousy could trigger many things and you certainly didn’t expect Shawn would say that about Connor.

“Mendes, when was the last time she called you that?” Brian said

Mendes, you only call him that whenever you are upset with him. And now he realised that he too was blinded by the jealousy that he didn’t monitor all the words coming out of his mouth.

“ You know what I still can’t believe, I am still surprised that a guy like you could write so many songs but can never truly say anything to the person who inspired all the songs.” Brian shook his head in disapproval and left Shawn all alone at the hotel restaurant.

…………………….Later at rehearsal…………………..

Part B of the plan was for you and Connor to arrive together at the rehearsal but also you need to arrive a little late to build some type of tension, at least this theory was stated by Brian.

“Okay everyone let’s take 5, before we start.” Shawn said to the band, “Brian where‘s Y/N?” He asked

“I don’t know probably, with Connor.” Brian replied

After rehearsing for 2 songs you finally arrived at the venue with Connor.

Usually during all rehearsals or concerts you will give your full attention to Shawn and after every song you would give him a thumbs up and clap for him.

Today however it was different as he looked across the stage he saw you sitting in Connor’s lap and giggling at his cheesy jokes.

Shawn felt heartbroken when he saw you, his girl, well not exactly, his girl that isn't his but is his ... the girl he loved forever... anyway, when he saw you laugh with someone that wasn't him his heart instantly dropped.

Especially when that someone was Connor Brashier, I mean he knew that Connor was aware of his feelings toward you and he didn’t expect this type of betrayal from Connor of all people.

———- The day of the concert——————————

Today was the big day, usually Shawn felt excited because he was about to meet all his fans but today he couldn’t concentrate, he kept thinking whether things could turn out differently if he confessed his feelings sooner. Would you feel the same? One thing for sure is he would be on cloud nine if you felt the same way he did.

“Shawn, you ready?” Andrew asked

“Yeah, yeah sure.” He said clearly distracted

“Hey.” You said entering the dressing room

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” Shawn asked

“Am I not allowed to wish my best friend a goodluck?” You asked.

“Whatever Y/N just go and be with Connor.” He said

“Look Shawn I think there’s something you should know.”

“Look Y/N, I need to focus on rehearsing my lyrics so please don’t distract me.”

“Shawn I’m sorry if I ever was a distraction, I’ll be outside if you need me.” You said trying to hold back your tears

“Y/N wait! I’m sorry I didn’t mean that it’s just you’re a distraction because dammit I am in love with you and I understand that you’re with Connor now and I just think you should know how I feel about you .” He said

“Shawn I’m not with Connor, I mean the whole thing was them trying to prove to me that I wasn’t the only one who felt that way towards you… the truth is I have loved you since high school if I’m being honest.” You confessed

The next few minutes was a blur as Shawn got up from his seat to kiss you…. what you didn’t know was that the dressing room door was open and Connor and Brian were standing there.

Seeing that Brian grabbed the door handle and closed the door.

Standing at the side stage, Connor happily said, “we did it bro.”

“Damn right we did.” Brian sighed happily and they fist bumped each other.

@itsalwaysbeen305

[connordavidscamera]

Christmas Confessions | Connor Brashier

A/n: this is absolute trash and I’m sorry, but sometimes you gotta put out the bad stuff to get to the good stuff. This is also for @wondershawns winter writing challenge, so I hope you enjoy it! My prompts were “old Christmas family photos” and “we’d make a cute couple.”

Summary: Christmas time brings up some feelings for these long time friends

Warnings: friends to lovers, fluff

Word count: 2.2k

***

Christmas vacation has always been a big thing in our family. It just became even bigger once the Brashier family started joining us. Which, while I like to say our moms are the reason for that – they are, for the most part – it’s really because Connor and I have been attached at the hip since we were in preschool. But it also helps that our moms became best friends too when Connor and I had our first play date. Then if we flashforward a couple more years, Sam and his family joined us too.

Yeah, Christmas vacation is quite an adventure, but it’s truly the greatest time to be surrounded by the people I love for two whole weeks. No responsibilities, just a fuck ton of cookies, egg nog, and Hallmark Christmas movies. The boys claim to hate the movies, but by the middle of the movie – every single time, without fail – they’re arguing over whether or not the main character should be with the big shot lawyer guy that she was supposedly getting engaged to at the start of the movie, or her old high school crush. (Sam votes lawyer, Connor and I say high school crush. But it’s funny how this is the argument every time and even though we’ve seen hundreds of these movies in our lifetime, Sam still votes for the big shot.)

“Kids! Look what I found!” Mrs. Brashier comes into the living room where the three of us are sprawled out on the floor arguing. We all turn to look at her and I furrow my brows at the scrapbook she’s holding.

“A scrapbook?”

“Yes, it has all kinds of pictures of the three of you from all the trips we’ve taken here. You should look through it. Take a trip down memory lane.” She hands the book to Connor, who in turn hands it to me since I’m in the middle. “There’s the cutest photo of you three in there from two years ago, when you’re all under the mistletoe.” She says before heading back to the dining room to sit with mine and Sam’s moms.

“Pause the movie,” I tell Sam. “I wanna look through it.” I reposition myself, taking my pillow off Connor’s back, where I was previously resting my head.

The first few photos are just of me and Connor, and a few with Dylan too, but Dylan hated being in front of the camera as a kid, so he was rarely in any photos with us. “Awe, look at little y/n missing her tooth,” Connor laughs.

“Mhm, that was the Christmas where I wouldn’t stop singing ‘All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth.’”

“Oh, I remember. You were tone deaf,” he dead pans and I gasp, slapping his arm.

“Don’t be an ass! I was six!”

“I’m aware. You’re better now.”

“Well, only a little,” Sam says.

“You both suck! I’m a great singer.”

“Mhm sure,” they say at the same time.

“I did not ask to be attacked like this.”

“You don’t have to, it’s our job as your best friends to keep you humble,” Sam nods, nudging my arm with his elbow.

I hum and turn the page, and Sam makes his first appearance. He’s putting way too many sprinkles on his cookie that looks like it was supposed to be Santa. The next photo is of all of us with our decorated cookies. Mine looks almost bare because I didn’t have enough frosting on it – I was never a frosting person, it’s too sweet. Connor’s somehow has the perfect ratio of frosting to sprinkles. Of course, it’s kinda hard to mess up a candy cane.

The next couple photos are of us in the snow – snow angels, snowball fights, another one of just us smiling at the camera, arms all locked around each other. It takes a few more pages before we get to the photo Connor’s mom was talking about.

I’m squished between the guys, Sam on my left, Connor on my right and they’re both kissing my cheeks. My eyes are shut tight and the picture is a little blurry from where the camera tried to catch my hands pushing them away.

“Hey, if you take Sam out of the picture,” Connor starts, going to cover Sam with his hand. “We’d make a good couple.”

“Don’t be a dick!” Sam shoves his hand away so he can cover Connor’s face. “Obviously we’re the better couple. You’re just the third wheel.”

“Okay, that’s enough. Turn the movie back on. We have like three more to watch tonight.” I change the subject, but I look back at the photo and I can’t help but think that Connor’s right. We do look like a good couple.

---

After we’ve all eaten, the guys and I make our way back to the living room, all the siblings following, scattering on the floor to watch movies with us. The parents have resorted to their rooms, the moms most likely wrapping last minute gifts while our dads all start drifting off so they don’t get asked to do anything. It’s their own tradition.

Once it hits midnight, most everyone has gone to their rooms, except for Connor, Sam, Dylan, and me. But Sam and Dylan are asleep and snoring loudly beside Connor and me. He’s scrolling through his phone and I have my head on his shoulder, watching the movie that’s still on. It’s one of my favorite Christmas movies. Sam hates it, which is why I turned it on after he fell asleep.

“What is it about this movie that you love so much?” Connor asks quietly.

I shrug, “I don’t know. I guess I’m just a sucker for a good ol’ friends to lovers story. It’s the best of all the clichés, I think.”

He just nods. “Yeah. I guess friends to lovers is kinda nice.”

“What? Are you gonna tell me that you don’t like the idea of knowing someone your whole life and slowly realizing that they’re your soulmate?”

“No,” he shakes his head staring down at me with a fond smile. “I – I like the idea. But, I don’t know if it would happen for me.”

“Why not?”

“Well, what if she doesn’t feel the same?” he asks seriously.

“What if she does? What then?”

“It’s not possible.”

“Says who? Any girl would be crazy not to be in love with you.”

He clears his throat, “Any girl?”

“Yeah, any girl,” I say, but I don’t think he quite gets what I’m saying. Because he just nod and looks back at his phone.

“Hey,” he says a few minutes later. “It says it’s snowing. Let’s go.”

“But it’s late.”

“So? We always go out for a walk when the first snow hits. Go get dressed. I’ll get blankets.”

I don’t argue because he’s right. It’s our tradition. Since we started coming here, we always go on a walk together during the first snow. Sam came with us once, but that just resulted in a snowball fight and this was the only quiet time that Connor and I had. So we made it a thing to go when it first started snowing, and then we’d go back out with Sam and go as crazy as we want.

I shiver once we get out there, shrugging my jacket on. “Oh god.”

Connor just snickers and takes my hand. “Come on, let’s go. It’s really coming down out here.”

I follow him and we soon fall into step with each other, our feet crunching the snow beneath us at the same speed, our breathing synchronized.

“Hey, y/n?” he says on our way back to the house.

“Yeah?” I breathe out.

“What you said inside, about liking the whole friends to lovers cliché.”

“Mhm, what about it?”

“Did you mean that you would like it if it were to happen to you?”

“Oh,” I nod and think about it. “Yeah. Yeah, I would. Why?”

Connor shrugs, “I don’t know. I was just – just wondering.”

“Do you want a friends to lovers cliché?”

“I don’t know. Maybe,” he looks down at his feet while he walks. “I mean, I could see it happening maybe… with you?”

“With,” I clear my throat, “with me?”

He sighs and climbs the steps, walking over to the porch swing where we left the blankets. He sits down, “I mean, I’m just thinking like… if I were to have a crush on you or something. Would – would it be possible that those feelings would be reciprocated?”

“Um,” I sit down next to him and look down at his hands that are clasped together in his lap. “I think that if you had a crush on me, it is very, very possible that those feelings are reciprocated.”

He looks up at me with wide eyes, “Wait, you’re – are you serious?”

“What you said earlier, about us looking like a good couple. Did you mean that?”

He licks his lips and I glance down in time to see his pinkie twitching. I reach forward and place my hand over his. He winces. “Fuck, your hands are cold.” And he covers mine with his, blowing on them to keep the heat. I stare at his rosy cheeks, and eyes that seem even brighter in contrast with the bright white snow. “Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes, I meant it.”

I nod once and exhale deeply. “So… what does this mean?”

“I don’t know. Honestly, I don’t even really know what just happened.”

“Well, I think we might have just admitted we have feelings for each other.”

“Yes,” he confirms. “We did that. So where do we go from here?”

“I have no idea,” I admit. “But hopefully inside, it’s freezing.”

Connor laughs, “Yeah, it is. Let’s go.” He stands, still holding my hand and he pulls me to my feet, leading me inside. We’re quiet walking back in, careful not to wake Dylan and Sam who are still sleeping, the movie still playing on the TV, but long forgotten. Connor leads me to the kitchen, and he pulls two mugs from the cupboard and gets the kettle from near the coffee maker, turning on the stove before filling the kettle with water.

“So,” I say, hoisting myself up on the counter. “Are we gonna talk about this next move thing?”

“Yes,” he answers, jumping to sit next to me, our legs touching. “I think we need to go on a date.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?” he asks, and it’s clear he wasn’t expecting that to be my response.

“Well, actually, I would like to be asked on a date.”

He blushes and looks down. “Sorry.” But then he looks back up and he has a very bright smile on his face and I’m reminded why I fell for him in the first place. His smile could light up the whole world, and no I do not take constructive criticism. “Would you, y/n, like to accompany me on an outing, one that is often referred to as a date?”

I can’t help but laugh, “Sure, yes. I would very much like to accompany you on an outing often referred to as a date.”

“Yeah? That’s – that’s great! I’ll start planning tonight.” He says matter-of-factly.

“Okay. That sounds good.” I nod and swing my feet as we both fall silent, waiting for the water to boil.

“Y/n?”

“Hmm?”

“I really want to kiss you.”

I choke on air. “What?”

“Sorry,” he shakes his head. “I didn’t – I wasn’t going to say that out loud. I just – well, yeah. I want to kiss you. Because I’ve been thinking about what it would be like to kiss you since I was fourteen and now that we’re going on a date I feel – excuse me for assuming – like I’m that much closer and it’s absolutely killing me to not know what it’s like to –”

“Connor, kiss me,” I interrupt his rambling.

He only hesitates a second before his hands are on either side of my jaw and his lips are covering mine in a heated kiss. I hum against him and reach for his hair, tugging a little, which in turn causes him to moan against my lips. And holy hell, what wouldn’t I give to hear that again over and over for the rest of my life. His tongue teases my bottom lip and I part my lips, allowing him to roam. This kiss is heaven. It’s everything I could have ever wanted with this boy in particular. It’s the type of kiss that leaves your toes curling and your mind spinning. It’s perfect until –

Eeeeeekkk!!! The kettle squeals, startling us both, and causing Connor to bite my lip as he pulls away.

“Ow,” I hold onto my lips while Connor jumps from the counter to take the kettle off the stove. He pours the water into our mugs and then grabs the tea bags from the cupboard above him, placing one in each of our cups before turning and handing me mine. “Thanks,” I say, still holding my lip.

“What’s wrong?”

“You bit my lip when you pulled away.”

“Oh,” his face falls. “I’m so sorry.”

“S’okay. Is it bleeding?” I ask, taking my hand away.

He leans closer to inspect it and shakes his head. “No, it’s not. I’m sorry.”

“You’re okay. Why don’t you kiss it and make it better?”

Connor raises an eyebrow, “You want me to?”

“Please?”

He sets his mug down beside me and I do the same. And then he’s taking my face again and kissing my lips softly. He pecks my lips six times before I groan.

“Kiss me like you mean it, Brashier.”

He chuckles and pulls me closer, doing as he’s told.

***

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[wannabedonnasheridan]

wrote this a couple months ago and simply couldn't keep this just for myself. By the way, that's probably the first and last time i'm writing. Who knows?

Thanks to Connor Brashier for being himself and to the Mamma Mia movies for making me want such an amazing life.

*english os not my first language, sorry for any mistakes!*

FLUFF - based on an amazing dream :)

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"Lay all your looooove oooooon meeeeeee" I sing at the top of my lungs. "What are you singing, bubs?" Connor asks me, coming from our bedroom only on his shorts. "Lay all your love on me, by ABBA. But the version from the Mamma Mia movie, so it's a duet. Mind joining me on this little karaoke moment?" I say, putting my arms around his neck "You know I'd love to continue listening to your beautiful voice, but I'm afraid I don't know the rest of your song" he answers me, which makes me pull away from our little hug and look straight into his eyes with a confused expression. "What do you mean 'I don't know the song'? They sang in Mamma Mia" "Okay, but why do I have to know a song from a movie I've never watched before?" he tells me, making me stare at him, shocked. "You've never seen Mamma Mia?" I ask, confusion running through my head. "Well no... what's the big deal about it?" he says, chuckling lightly at my facial expression "Except for the fact it's one of the best musicals ever made and one of your 2 years girlfriend's favorite movie? Nah, nothing much." I exclaim, causing him to become confused suddenly. "Oh, I knew you like it, but not so much" he scratches the back of his neck, probably not knowing how to react over my little 'show' "Oh lord, I failed as a girlfriend..." I whisper disappointed. "Obviously not bub... you are perfect for me. I love you despise everything" Connor says, approaching me. He pecks my lips and engulfes me into a hug. "Wait" I suddenly said, looking into his eyes "if you haven't watched mamma mia yet, lets change it now for our relationship's sake! Go pop some popcorn and grab some drinks, I'm gonna put on the movie!" I exclaim. He soon makes his way to the couch with our snacks so we can start watching it. "Prepare yourself, your life will never be the same!" I smirk slightly, making him laugh "If you say so..." he says and kisses the top of my head. I press start and the movie begins. After its two hours of duration, Connor and I are cuddled on the couch still amazed by what we've seen. "Sooooo..." I sit up and start " what do you think?" "It's a really good movie, actually" he says, looking at me "the songs, the performances and the storie are really creative and fit a lot together. But in the end we don't know who is Sophie's dad? I wanted to know SO MUCH." "Yeah, we don't know who is the real father, but let's analyse: she wanted her dad and found three possibilities that she loved. Why would she need a physical comprovation of something that was already great to her?" "That's true... oh also: she didn't marry Sky? Wasn't it the thing she wanted, like, the most?" "She ends up not marrying Sky because they decided to live their lives together and explore the world before they became a real couple. That's actually really nice to think about" I say, closing my eyes to think "You decide not to do something so responsible and end up having more teenager years. It's a great situation." I finish my own thought and see him admiring me. "What?" "Nothing, just thinking how you drift off talking about your perspective of the movie. It means a lot to you, doesn't it? he asks, holding my hand "It does... to be honest, I wanted to be Sophie when I was little. I was 8 by the time the movie came out, so I got amazed by how soon she found and decided to travel around the world with her love. It still buzzes me sometimes, how lucky she is. Lived in Greece, litteraly PARADISE, found love, didn't marry him but decided to realise her dream accompanied by him. I would do the same, except I would also want the marriage part" i say and chuckle a little. We stay quiet for a few seconds, Connor holding my hand and with a serious expression. He seemed to be deep in his thoughts. "Marry me" he says, out of nowhere. "Excuse me?" I say shocked and confused by the sudden action. "You want to have a life like Sophie, right? Then marry me. Marry me and we will travel around the world together, as a real couple" he calmly says, still sitting cross legged in front of me. "Yeah, but

I can wait until you're ready too. You don't have to do this just because of a stupid and old dream." I tell him, being honest from the bottom of my heart. I knew C was the one, but what if he wasn't so sure? "Bubs, this is not stupid. If you want or wanted to, it's important to me. I know you're the one and that someday I want to be able to call you my wife." he drops to one knee and grabs both of my hands "Make me the happiest and luckiest man on earth and marry me." "Connor..." i say, trying to keep my tears away "we are just so young! I am not saying I don't want to because trust me, I do. I mean, we are finishing college and your work with Shawn is just getting started. Maybe we should simply wait some years. I don't mind." I state. Connor thinks for a minute and stares at me again. "But I do mind. Bubs, I will eternally want and try to do whatever makes your beautiful smile appears on your pretty face" he cups my cheeks "If college is the problem, let's just wait until it ends: you graduate next year, we have a whole year to prepare. Then, we are gonna spend the next year travelling and meeting the world, no jobs and no worries. Shawn and our friends will be waiting for us, I guarantee you. So what do you say?" I think for some seconds and realize that the chance of realizing one of my biggest dreams with the boy I loved the most was face to face to me. I guess it's pretty obvious. "Yes. A thousand times yes!" I smile and hug Connor tightly "So, are we enganged yet?" "Not yet, I have to do something more special and beautiful, after all that's what you deserve." He says while grabs both of my hands again "Right after you graduate, I am gonna drop to one knee and propose properly. I promise." "That's okay with me, my soon to be husband" i whisper the last part in his ear, feeling his neck shiver under my hands. "Okay, I guess that's my favorite nickname ever" C says while pushes my to the couch and lies on me. A little squish of surprise leaves my mouth, and i start laughing. "C, we still have to watch the second movie" i say and try to get up, but he pushes me to the couch once more "Con, I am serious, let me put the DVD. I haven't seen young Donna's journey in ages" i tell him, making him laugh at my seriousness. "Okay, i'll let you go my soon to be wife." I put the DVD on and hop into the couch on top of Connor. He wraps his arms around my hips and kisses my temple gently. "I love you bubs" he whispers. "I love you more C." I whisper back, pecking his lips. The movie starts and, after some minutes, I hear Connor calling my name. "Yes, bubs?" I say, turning my head to face him. "Do Sophie and Sky end up having a baby after their trip? Because I would enjoy exercising for one a couple of days during our trip. Every night, maybe?" I keep looking at him with an interrogative expression, but when i get what he had just said, I can't help but roll my eyes and laugh. "You're impossible!"

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[2000sbitch]

𝓜𝓸𝓶𝓶𝔂'𝓼 𝓑𝓸𝔂

(𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐀/𝐍:𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐳

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟒𝟏𝟕

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“Josiah you don’t wanna play with mommy and daddy no more?” You asked your 4 year old. “No mama i play with car.” He answered turning back towards his toy cars. 

“I guess it’s just us babe.” Connor laughs

“Yeah i guess it is Brashier.” You say before tossing the foam football back to Connor. 

You admired these small moments with your little family. 

You met Connor when you were both fourteen, both immediately hitting it off having a crazy crush on the other.

But if someone told you back then that in six years you would be happily married with a 4 year old you wouldn’t have believed them. 

You had gotten pregnant with Josiah at seventeen. Both you and Connor kept it a secret from friends and family for a long time before your pregnant belly started showing. 

Both relived when you had nothing but support from both families. 

You were snapped away from your thoughts when the ball hit you right on the eye immediately gasping in pain when the ball poked you in the eyeball. 

“Shit i’m sorry baby you good?” Connor asked rushing towards you placing his hand on your wrist that was covering your eye. 

You were about to answer before you interrupted by josiah who ran over massaging his small hands on your shoulder “Ohh mama what’s wrong?” he asked. 

“I’m okay bub daddy just hit me with the ball on accident.” You smiled.

You didn’t know what he was about to do when he walked over to Connor but when he smacked him on the shoulder you were shocked.

“Don’t hit mama bad daddy!” he scolded Connor. 

“I know Siah it was an accident i promise!” Connor yelled holding his shoulder as if the little smack from his son did any damage.

“Kiss mommy she hurt.” Josiah said grabbing his dad’s face between his palms facing him towards you. 

You met Connor half way as he kissed you. 

“Don’t hit mommy with ball again okay daddy?” Josiah said placing a kiss on both of your and Connor’s cheek. 

“I won’t i’ll be more careful.” Connor laughed.

Josiah walked back to his toys playing.

“He’s such a Mommy’s boy.” Connor whispered before wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you closer. 

“I know but when we have a girl she’s definitely gonna be a daddy’s girl.” You smiled.

“Can we try for a girl tonight?” Connor asked as he placed kisses onto your neck. 

“We certainly will be.” You answered.

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[bubbashawn]

Going Home

author: It’s here and it’s kinda short but I’m trucking on with fine line so I’m sacrificing daily long posts for more writing time on the series. It’ll all be worth it (I hope for the sake of my sanity)

synopsis: You and your husband find out you’re one step closer to going home.

warnings: 1.3k of fluff. Lots of tears and a drunk Connor. Brushes over the topic of residency/citizenship but nothing heavy. Unedited (another sacrifice lol)

“Baby,” you shouted into your shared condo with your husband, “can, um can you come in here for a minute?”

“Can I have ten minutes? I’m shaving.”

“Bubba, please.”

Your voice cracked rereading the email still not believing the words. Your teary eyes blurring your vision making you think you’ve had to have read it wrong.

“Honey? Hey, what’s wrong?”

You hadn’t even noticed Shawn rushing into the living room after hearing the emotions in your voice. He still had patches of shaving cream on his chin and he hadn’t even started his sideburns but he’d dropped his razor in the foamy sink to rush to your side. His eyes were scanning your wet ones until you broke away to look down at the illuminated screen in your shaking hand.

“It’s, um i-it’s about the-” your voice was caught in your throat, the emotions putting pressure on your chest.

Shawn quickly placed his hand on your back rubbing against it — making sure the cold metal of his ring was flush against your hot skin. He kept looking at you when your eyes continued scanning the screen rereading the contents. He had his reading glasses on but didn’t dare try to read over your shoulder wanting you to have privacy and time to process what you wanted to say.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod, baby,” you turned the screen to him, “read it.”

Your husband slowly took the phone from your hand, they were shaking too much for him to actually comprehend the small lettering of an email. He was mumbling the first few words, eyes skipping along the lines figuring out the email was from your attorney.

“Shawn, o-out loud? Could you read it out loud?”

“Of course, honey,” he smiled sitting, settling into your side, “dear Mr. and Mrs. Mendes, I would like to inform you of some progress made regarding your case and our multiple attempts of getting Y/N Mendes’s Canadian residency.”

His glossed eyes turned to yours looking for the answer.

“Keep reading, Bubba, keep reading.”

“I am reaching out to congratulate you with the date of your interview, exactly one month from today at the Toronto Immigration Center. The documents I have linked will outline the exact details and contracts that need to be printed and signed prior. This is one step closer to your green card.” Shawn read the other formalities but your mind was blocking out his voice.

You were a citizen in Australia and had been living back and forth between your then-boyfriend's condo and your family home across the world. Shawn had met you through Connor Brashier during his fifth world tour and the two of you had maintained long distance for three years before he dropped to one knee.

Both of your passports were full of Canadian and Australian stamps as you went through customs for every visit. You had officially moved to Toronto permanently almost fours years ago before going back home for the last time to tie the knot in your hometown.

You hadn’t been home since.

Shawn took you back to Canada as a married woman and you could finally file a request for residency, being married to a Canadian citizen but that took time. Complications for various reasons were roadblocks between you and your family seeing that one of the requirements was while your request is in process you couldn’t leave the country. No vacations. No Australia.

You hadn’t been with your family in three years.

The email Shawn was currently scanning over again was the last piece to a very complex puzzle. You’d go to your interview where you could be approved and could very well book tickets to Australia the moment your green card came through the mail. You could see your mum and dad. Your friends. Your family dog, who was three years older than the last time you’d seen her furry face.

“Honey, you just got your notice,” Shawn smiled before pulling you into his arms, “I’m so happy for you, baby.”

“This doesn’t feel real. Like we’ve been waiting so long, ohmygod. It really doesn’t feel real”

“It’s really happening.”

“I know,” you were sniffling, “it’s just that I thought it’d never happen.”

“I know, baby, I know.”

“It’s been so hard recently. I just, I don’t know.”

“Hey, look at me,” you pulled your head from his neck, “I love you and I’m with you every step of the way.”

Your eyes started tearing up again. Your husband had been your rock these past few years. Through every victory and false hope, Shawn had been by your side to lift you higher or pull you together.

Your hands found his cheeks rubbing your thumb against the soft skin, your nails brushing the frames around his eyes. He leaned into them pushing his face closer to yours. Shawn littered kisses across your face; for love, comfort, reassurance, disbelief. He was proving to you that this, this moment, was real.

“I still can’t believe it. Like, I know it’s real but it’s not fully settled yet, y’know?”

“Mmhmm.”

“I’m so happy.”

You could feel his smile against your skin. His wedding band cold against your flustered skin, grounding you.

“Yeah? Do you want to do something?” Shawn mumbled into your ponytail, “invite some friends over? Dinner and drinks or something?”

“Can it just be us right now?”

He pulled your body into his lap, your arms wrapping around his shoulders, and his hand pulling your legs around his waist.

“Of course,” he stood, making you giggle in his hold, “I’m going to cuddle you and then love on you and then you’ll fall asleep in my arms, eh?”

“Sounds perfect.”

“Always for you.”

It was hours later when you woke up to the sound of your phone blaring. The device ringing as a contact flashed across the screen. You pulled yourself from your husband's tight grip and slipped from the duvet, padding your way across the hardwood before seeing Connor’s name on the screen.

“Bud, do you realize what time it is?”

The clock read two.

“I’m sorry,” his voice slurred.

“Are you drunk?”

“Tipsy, at best.”

“Why’re calling so early?”

You heard him whip open a door and heard muffled voices from who you hoped was Connor’s Uber driver.

“Shawn told me to come over in the morning so we could talk. I settled on calling you and it is the morning.”

“You’re a little more than tipsy.”

“Just tell me, please,” the intoxicated boy was basically whining, “I’m not letting you sleep until you do.”

“I’ve got a date for my interview.”

That sobered him up fast.

“Are you serious?”

You hummed in agreement.

“Christ. Y/N, I’m so happy for you!”

“Thank you. Come over at some point later for brunch, yeah?”

“That’d be great.”

“Okay then, get some sleep.”

“Yeah, yeah. I love you and can’t wait to hear everything.”

“Love you too, Con.”

You hung up once you were sure his mumbling was done sending one final goodnight before placing your phone back onto the dresser next to Shawn’s prized jewelry box.

Turning back you were shocked to see your bare chested husband sitting up in your shared bed looking lovingly at your distant figure.

“Honey, who was that?”

“Connor,” his eyebrows furrowed, “he was slightly intoxicated and called because it was morning.”

Shawn’s eyes widened in realization as you settled yourself on his lap. He shot you a half guilty half sleepy smile.

“Sorry, that’s my fault. I told him we had news but I really didn’t think he’d call this early.”

“Not your fault. He’s coming over for brunch and I thought we could invite a couple close friends as celebration?”

“Whatever you want, baby.”

“I love you, my Canadian boy.”

He chuckled pulling you down to curl into his side, eyes twinkling with pure happiness because you were happy. Shawn hadn’t seen you this happy or relieved in months.

“I love you, my Australian girl. Or should I say Canadian-Australian girl.”

“I have to say that doesn’t roll off the tongue.”

He smiled at your sleepy chatter before he just stared down at your peaceful features, dozing off to your soft snores muffled into his neck and your slow heartbeat.

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[euphoria-svt]

Young & In Love

A/N: this was inspired by a Tik Tok video I saw! The woman said her husband replaced her old wedding ring with a new one and I thought it was the cutest thing in the whole world. 

So here’s 1am me in my feels (because it’s fluffy hours ladies and gents).

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Word count: 1.8k -ish

Connor was smiling to himself the entire time he drove him. He could feel the little box resting in his jean pocket from his trip to the mall with Dylan about 30 minutes ago.

“Why are we in a ring shop?” Dylan asked as soon as they stepped into the store.

Connor ignored his question and went up straight away to one of the sales person who wasn’t attending any customers “Hi” She beamed at him “How may I help you?”

“I’m looking for a wedding ring” Connor smiled nervously “Not something with a big diamond but also, not something too small”

She nodded and escorted them to the other side “These are some of our best collection. Our customers mostly tend to pick from this section. Why don’t you have a look around and let me know if you find anything that you like!”

“Is there something you’re not telling me?” Dylan questioned, raising an eyebrow as he studied his brother carefully, who paid no attention to him “Because the last time I checked, you’re already married to a woman, who is the best sister I could ask for and have the cutest princess waiting for you at home”

Connor looks up and rolled his eyes “It’s not what you think, Dyl”

“Okay… So, explain to me why the fuck are we in a ring shop and looking for a wedding ring?”

You and Connor were about 24 now and have been married for about 5 years. You were 19, young, in love and also, broke. You two were blessed that both parents approved of the wedding however, Connor knew the ring he proposed with was not what you deserved.

You’ve told him countless times that the ring didn’t matter. You wouldn’t even care if he proposed with a candy ring because you’d still say yes. A ring doesn’t matter to you. What matters is the man that you want to spend your whole life wife.

Even so, Connor made a promise to himself to work hard. He’d graduate from college, get a decent job so he could let his family live comfortably. He made a promise that he’d save enough money to buy you a ring that you truly deserved.

“You know we got married really young, right?”

“Yeah,” Dylan nodded “What does that have to do with this?”

“The ring I gave her when we were 19… It wasn’t enough, Dyl” He explained “I couldn’t afford much back then and I couldn’t give her a ring that she deserved and I made a promise to myself that I’d work hard to buy her something nicer”

A smile made its way to Dylan’s face “She still makes you feel the same way as she did when you two were 17, huh?”

Connor shrugged his shoulders as he scans through the rings on display “Nothing’s changed” He confirmed “And I don’t think it ever will”

Dylan spotted the perfect one, tapping on his brother’s shoulder “Think that suits her?”

Connor stared at it and he could already imagine it fitting your finger perfectly “Yeah” He nodded “That’s definitely the one”

Connor unlocked the front door and stepped in, closing the door after himself and turning to lock the knob. He untied his shoes and placed them on the shoe rack before walking in the living room.

He found you on the floor; sprawled on the blanket as you slept, with your little girl in your arms. Connor smiled to himself as he kneeled down and tapped your shoulder softly “Baby?”

“Hm?” You hummed in response and slowly opened your eyes. You smiled sleepily at him “Hi babe, how was dinner with Dylan?”

“Was good” He replied as he lied down next to you and slowly took his princess in his arms “He says hi and he misses you two”

You chuckled lowly and moved closer to him, running your fingers through your daughter’s hair “Yeah, think our little missy here misses her Uncle Dylan too”

“We could always ask him to babysit her” Connor offered “And go on a date or something. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“A date?” You smiled at the thought of it “Sounds like a plan, bubs. Haven’t been on a date in a while so that might be nice”

“Tomorrow?” He asked. Tomorrow, he’ll do it.

“I’m okay” You nodded, yawning a little as you cuddled to his side “Can we just sleep out here tonight? ‘M too lazy to move, love”

Connor chuckled lowly as he turned his head to press a kiss to your head “Sure, baby. I’ll just wash up and come cuddle up my girls in a bit”

xxx

After explaining to Dylan, he gladly accepted to babysit his precious niece. He knew you and Connor haven’t had alone time from your daughter for the longest time and he also knew Connor was going to do something big for your date night.

Connor acted like how he did when he first took you out on a date; he picked up a bouquet of your favourite flowers, gave you countless compliments and took you back to the restaurant where it all started.

Juggling work and having a baby daughter was not easy and you two were still learning. You obviously loved being parents and wouldn’t have it any other way but you appreciated nights like this when you and Connor could act like the teenagers you once were, even if it was just for a couple of hours.

“That was a good dinner” You sighed happily as you stumbled into your apartment hours later “I’m full”

“I hope you’ve got some room for dessert” His smile widens as you shook your head immediately “Wait out in the balcony for me?”

“Here I thought that was the end of our date… Guess you’re still a romantic guy, Brashier” You teased and headed towards the sliding door.

Connor took out the chocolate covered strawberries from the fridge and the little ring box from one of the drawers in the kitchen that he managed to hide unnoticedly before heading to where you were.

“Your favourite, ma’am” He grinned as he slides down next to you.

“You’re honestly the best, Brash” You giggled softly and picked up a strawberry, offering it to him “Thanks again for tonight, bubs. I really had a good time”

“Anything for you, love” Connor muttered softly “We needed it, honestly… Being parents is pretty tiring, huh?”

“Not going to lie” You nodded, taking a bite of the strawberry “But no regrets?”

“None” He agreed “Will never regret our little princess”

“Soon enough she’s going to turn 5 and then 10… And then she’s off to college” You smiled softly “And probably meet the love of her life”

“Not on my watch, no” Connor shook his head “We’re going to follow her on every little date she has”

“No need to be overdramatic, Brash” You rolled your eyes playfully “We were 17 when we met and you didn’t understand why my dad was still so protective over me”

“Alright fine… But if anyone hurts her then I’m going on a hunt”

“Whatever you say”

Connor looks at you, full of adoration and love, which made you raise an eyebrow and smiled, questioning “Why are you looking at me like that, Brash?”

“Can’t I just admire my lovely wife?” He asked defensively “Who I love so much”

“You most certainly can” You laugh, nodding “But you’ve got a look in your eyes that I only see whenever you’re nervous so… What is it?”

He cleared his throat and held his hand out “Give me your ring” Connor ordered but you could see the playfulness in his eyes.

“What?” You asked dumbfoundedly. Some part of you knew he was joking but another part of you was starting to worry “Why?”

“Just give it to me” He smiled and you could clearly see that he was trying to do something “Please?”

“Is this because I snore loudly?” You asked, raising an eyebrow “Is that why you want your ring back? Because hey, I’ll see someone about it if that’s going to fix whatever issue you have against me, Brash”

“Just give it”

“Alright, alright” You said, slipping the ring off your finger and immediately felt bare. It was the first time in 5 years since you took it off and it felt weird.

Connor stood up and held his hand out to you as you accepted. After he pulled you up, he got down on one knee, which made you even more confused “Con, what are you doing?”

He looks up at you, smiling “5 and a half years ago, I proposed to you with this ring… Even though I couldn’t afford much, you still said yes and you didn’t care about having any diamond ring as long as we’d be together forever”

“We’re not even halfway through of our lives together as husband and wife but yet you’ve already given me so much” Connor continued and you felt your heart fluttered at his words “You’ve given me so much love, stayed by my side and gave me the most beautiful daughter I could ever ask for”

“I made a promise to myself that I’ll work hard to give you what you deserve and…” He took a deep breath and slipped out the ring box from his pocket. You felt numbed as Connor opened the box, revealing the prettiest ring you’ve ever seen “So, here’s me keeping that promise I made because this, this is what I should’ve given to you when I proposed to you”

“Connor,” You gasped softly and felt the tears in your eyes “What…”

“I promise to continue loving you for the rest of our lives, baby” Connor looked at you with tears in his eyes “I’ll continue to make you laugh when you need it, be your shoulder to cry on, raise more kids with you… Everything that you do, I’ll be there with you, by your side, always. As long as I’m alive, that is a promise I will never break”

“I love you, you dofus” You sniffled “I love you so much”

He took the ring out of the box and slipped it on your ring finger. You kneeled down as well, pressing your lips against his.

“I can’t believe you bought me a new ring” You muttered softly, resting your forehead against his “I don’t deserve you, Connor Brashier”

“Hey, I’d give you the whole world if I could” Connor argued “You’re my girl and I’d do anything to make you happy”

“The ring you gave me was already enough, Con, but thank you” You smiled before looking down at your new ring “It’s so pretty”

“Isn’t it?” He hummed “Dylan picked it out but I knew it was the one for you”

“Can I have my old ring back though? I still feel naked without wearing it, babe”

Connor laughs softly before passing it to you.

You now wore the old wedding ring on a chain as a necklace and like your new ring, you never took it off again.

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Check the Crib

You sighed as you flopped on the couch, conveniently on the cushion Connor’s arm was slung over. He grinned, curling his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his body. 

“Hey Baby.” He whispered, planting a long smooch to your temple.

It’d been a long night. With Myles catching a cold from preschool and needing constant nose blowing help and wrangling him into taking cough medication, then to Bella having a total meltdown when it came to bed time, you were completely exhausted.

“Hey.” You sighed, curling into his warm body, nosing into his neck.

“You okay?” 

“Yeah, I’ve just had this headache all day and her screaming for the past hour didn’t help.”

“Babe,” He whines, “You should have told me I would have given you Myles.” He groans.

You smile, kissing his warm skin quickly before resting your head on his shoulder and staring at the TV screen that was showing the basketball game highlights.

“Hold on.” He hums, kissing your pouting lips before jumping up and rushing to the kitchen.

You pull the blanket that’s folded on the end of the couch over to your lap, unfolding it and rolling yourself into it. Connor returns minutes later carrying a glass of water in his right hand, a glass of wine in his left, theres a beer bottle tucked between his ribs and his elbow and you can hear a rattle of something from the pocket of his basketball shorts.

His smile lights up his whole face when you perk up at the sight of him, leaning forward. He sets the glasses on the coffee table in front of you, grabbing his beer before he drops it and setting that down too. You watch as he sits next to you again, pulling your headache medicine bottle from the pocket of his shorts. He shakes out two pills and hands them to you, pushing the glass of water towards you. 

“You didn’t have to get me these Babe, I was about to.” 

“I got it, you handled Bella all on your own the least I can do it take care of you. It’s kind of my job as your husband.” 

You blush at his words, shaking your head before taking your meds. You set your glass of water back down and reach for the wine before he stops you.

“Ah ah ah.” He swats playfully at your hand. “Drink all of your water Miss.” 

You giggle but play along, “But I don’t want to!” 

He smiles, picking up your glass and holding it out to you. “You can have your wine once you finish your water.” 

“That’s all I get? Is wine?” 

“And I’ll give you a kiss.” 

“Deal!” 

He laughs as he watches you chug the water making a show of slamming the glass down and turning to him with puckered lips.

“Holy fuck I love you.” He giggles before giving your very much deserved kiss.

“Thanks I love you too.” You respond once he’s pulled away. “Can I have my wine now?” 

“You can have anything you want.” He mutters, grabbing his beer as you grab your wine before settling you back into his chest as he focuses on the the TV again.

It’s been exactly 20 minutes since you sat down when you hear Bella crying. You whine, turning into Connor’s shoulder. “I was really hoping she’d be down for awhile.” 

“I got her.” He hums, patting your shoulder so he could get up.

“But I’m on Bella duty.” You protest.

It wasn’t a lie that you and Connor are trying the whole tag team with the kids. Now that you have two your on man to man defense, and if you didn’t play that way it could get chaotic and stressful.

“It’s okay Baby, I got her.” 

“Are you sure?”

“Totally.” He nods, setting his beer down and standing up to climb the stairs.

“I’m so going to blow you tonight.” You muttered as he walked away. He looked back over his shoulder, eyes significantly darker. 

“Fuck I love being married.” He whispered to himself as he climbed the stairs closer to the blood curdling screams. “Bella,” He sighed as he opened the door. “Girly, you making your Mama crazy.” 

She calmed a little at his voice but still whimpered as she stood in her crib, tears clinging to her long lashes. 

“Honey you need to go nigh nigh,” He whispered. “That’s why you’re crying, because you’re tired.” He reached down and laid her back down in her crib but she started screaming again. “Babygirl,” He shushed her. “Isabella you need to breathe.” 

Connor looked around, and then shook the corner of her crib to test how sturdy it was. Seemingly satisfied with how it didn’t budge he did the only thing he could think to do. He swung a leg over the rail of the crib and climbed in. He scooted to the side and laid on his back while Bella climbed up on his chest.

“Is that what you wanted?” He asked when she instantly stopped crying. “You just wanted cuddles from Daddy?” 

She whimpered and clutched his shirt but her eyes fluttered closed while she took a few deep breaths.

Connor stayed and rubbed her back, looking up at the ceiling. Before he knew it his eyes were feeling droopy and he let them shut and sleep pull him to his dreamland.

**

You roused from your tiny nap when the news flashed with a weather report. You sat up disoriented, looking around and squinting to read the time on the bottom right hand corner of the TV. How was it 11:57pm already? 

You leaned for the remote to turn the TV down when you noticed Connor’s full beer still sitting on the coffee table. Standing up you peeked into his office down the hall and saw the lights were off and he wasn’t there. 

“Connor?” You whispered, shutting the TV off completely, heading off to search for him.

You start climbing the stairs slowly, sleep still aching your joints.

You look down the hall where Bella’s room was open. You tip toe closer and peek inside not seeing him in the rocking chair. You shut the door behind you and continue your search coming up short in Myles room, the laundry room, and your bedroom. You dial his number after you’ve checked the entire house and come up empty.

You can hear his ‘Friends’ theme song ringer going off and you start walking closer down the hall as it gets louder. Your brows furrow as you open Bella’s room again, taking a step in this time and finding the most soft thing in the world.

There passed out holding his daughter on his chest was Connor David Brashier in Isabella’s crib. You snicker lightly as you take a picture and then quickly put your phone away to wake him.

You nudge his arm, trying your hardest not to scare him since he was holding Bella. You caress his cheek, smiling when his eyes flutter open.

“Hi Baby.” He smiles, face all sleepy swollen. 

You coo, “Hi Hon.” You whisper.

“Whatcha doing?” He mumbles.

“Honey,” You rub your thumb on his cheek. “Don’t freak out.” 

“Okiii” He smiles.

“You fell asleep, and you’re holding Bella.” 

At this his eyes widen, finally becoming totally aware that he wasn’t dreaming. His head whips up as he looks to his chest where Bella is asleep. “Oh my god.” He whisper cries. “I can’t believe I fell asleep!” He looks to you with horror in his eyes. “I could have rolled on her!” 

“You didn’t.” You shake your head, still rubbing his cheek. 

“Oh my-”

“Shh, lets get you out of there and off to bed Sleepy Boy.” 

He slowly shifts Bella onto the mattress and carefully climbs out of the crib. You take his hand leading him to your bedroom to get ready for bed. When you step into the bathroom you hear him exit the room for a moment. When you start pulling the covers on the bed back he reenters. 

“Where’d you go?” 

“Double checking the house was locked.” He hums, sliding past you to check and make sure both baby monitors for Myles and Bella were on. Once he’s checked everything and plugged his phone in he sheds his jeans and t shirt and climbs into bed after you. 

“You’re an amazing father.” You rub his back as he tries to get comfortable. 

“Yeah?” He asks softly.

“The absolute best, I think I completely melted when I found you with her.” 

He grins when he feels your arms snake around his torso. He grabs your hand, pulling you closer so your flush against his back. When he feels your bare chest to his bare back his eyes pop open. 

“Are you topless right now?” 

“Yeah, are you ready to go to sleep or did you want to....” 

He rolls over in an instant, rolling you under him so he’s hovering over you. 

“Fuck I love you.” He grins, leaning down to kiss your neck. 

This time around, you two weren’t interrupted when you needed a moment with each other.

[shawnpetermuffins]

Fast Healing and Safe Travels

Connor’s backstory for We Were Us (Bonus chapter)

A/n: I wanted to give y’all a reason to root for Connor or Shawn, so here’s Connor’s and I’m working on Shawn’s. 

Summary: There have been many cases where you could have been “more” but these are the ones that stick out the most. 

Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 1.7k

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You’d been attached at the hip since you were seven years old. Sam takes credit for planting the seed of your relationship. Said if it wasn’t for his fight with Connor that day on the playground (over who got to go down the slide first) you two probably would have never met. And you let him take credit for it because he’s probably right. And on that day, you gained two friends. A good friend, and a best friend. You’d vowed to yourself - even at the oh-so young age of seven - that you were going to take care of that blue eyed boy that was pushed to the ground over a slide. You helped him clean up his scraped palms and - like your mom or dad always did when you got hurt - you kissed them for fast healing. 

But you never expected that the day would come where he would have to take care of you. And you didn’t expect it to happen at the age of fourteen, after the boy you liked stood you up. You hadn’t even told Connor that you were meeting this guy; in fact, he barely knew you liked him at all. So when you called him - while he was at the skate park with Sam and a few of their other friends - crying, he was quick to go find you. The skate park wasn’t far from the ice cream shop you were sitting outside of, and he rushed. Jay walking (running) across the streets when he thought his board wouldn’t get him there fast enough. And his heart broke at the sight of your tear-stained face, mascara a smudged mess on your lower lash line. 

“Y/n, hey. What happened?” he asks, sitting down next to you, immediately wrapping his arm around your shoulders, pulling you to his chest. 

“Trevor stood me up,” you’d mumbled into his shirt, sniffling and cuddling closer to him. 

“What? Why would he do that?” He doesn’t ask why you didn’t tell him that you were meeting Trevor here. He doesn’t ask why you didn’t even tell him that you liked him. He knew it wasn’t what he needed to be focusing on. Right now his best friend was heart broken in his arms and he needed to focus on making her feel better. Later he could focus on breaking Trevor’s kneecaps, but not now. Not yet. 

“I don’t know,” you sobbed and he swears he can physically feel his heart breaking in half as he pulls you closer. 

“He’s an idiot,” he seethed and he meant it. With everything inside him, he meant it. “No one in their right mind could stand up someone like you. It’s unheard of.”

You scoffed, playing with the chain of his necklace. “Whatever, Brash.”

“I’m serious. He’s crazy for standing you up. Next time I see him, I’m swinging. I swear I am.”

“No you’re not.”

“Says who? He deserves it.”

“Even if he does, you’re not going to fight him.”

“Why not?”

You pull away from his safe arms and look him dead in the eyes, yours still watering. “Because I’m asking you not to.”

He sighs and wipes away your mascara stained tears. “Okay… but that doesn’t mean I’m not thinking about it.”

You laugh and that lets him know that yeah, you’re gonna be just fine. With time. “That makes two of us.”

He stands and holds his hand out to you. “Come on, let me buy you some ice cream. The biggest ice cream sundae they’ve got.”

You smile weakly and take his hand, allowing him to pull you up. You’re about to walk toward the door but he stops you by tugging on your hand. 

“Wait a second,” he says and you face him with a furrowed brow. You don’t even have the chance to process what’s happening until it’s over and he’s pulling away from you, licking his lips which just touched yours for the first time. Your brows are still furrowed when you finally realize what just happened. 

His thumb goes to the crease you’re creating on your forehead and he smooths it out. “You’re gonna get a headache.”

“Connor… you just kissed me.”

"I know… It wasn't bad was it?”

“No!” You rush to say, “No, just unexpected.”

He nods, “Okay. Okay, good.”

“So… why?”

He shrugs, “Fast healing.”

---

“Y/n! Y/n! Y/n! I have news. Like really big news and you’re not going to believe it.” Connor barges into your room, and jumps onto your bed, causing a few of your papers to fly to the floor. 

“What’s going on? I’ve never seen you so excited before.”

“So you know how Sam and I have been working with Madison for a while now?”

You nod, pushing your hair out of your face, “Yeah. What about it?”

“She’s going on tour this summer and she wants me to go with her to do a behind the scenes tour vlog type thing!”

“Oh my gosh! Con, that’s amazing! Did you tell your parents?”

“No, she called me and I came straight here to tell you. Y/n/n, this could jumpstart my career.” he says matter-of-factly, crawling to rest his head in your lap. Instinctively, your hands go to play with his hair. 

“I am so proud of you, bub. You deserve this more than anyone.”

He looks up at you, and his eyes shine a little bit brighter with the light of the setting sun seeping through the blinds. “I don’t know if I’ve ever been so excited for something.”

“You’re gonna do amazing. There’s no way you can’t.”

“So you think I should go then.”

“Of course I do. This is a huge thing for you. People are going to really see your work and they're gonna fall in love with it just like I have.”

“You’ve always been my biggest supporter,” he muses. 

���So how long is the tour?”

“I’d leave the day after school lets out, won’t be back until the week before we start back up.”

“Three months. Wow. That’s a long time.”

“I know. And I know we made plans, midnight movies and photoshoots and road trips, but -”

“Hey, don’t you worry about that. We have plenty of time to do that.” You fiddle with his necklace as you talk, “You are going on this tour and you’re going to have an amazing time. Don’t worry about me.”

“I always worry about you.”

“Well not this summer, Brashier. This summer all you’re going to worry about is lighting and sound, yeah?”

He smiles widely at you. “Yeah.”

---

You didn’t expect it to be so hard watching him go. Of course you were going to miss him, he’s your best friend. And it’s not that you were worried about what he was doing, it was just how long he’d be gone, traveling for months on end. He’s never been too good at paying attention to the world around him and that made you a little nervous because at sixteen - he should know how to take care of himself at least a little bit. But every trip he’s ever taken, you were there with him, looking out for him. You wouldn’t be this time.

“Okay, you’re absolutely sure you have everything you need.”

“Y/n, you triple checked my bag. I’m sure I have everything. If I didn’t you would have told me. I’m gonna be fine. I promise.”

“No, I know. I just -”

“Hey, remember when you told me not to worry about you? Well it’s your turn not to worry about me.”

You glare at him, “It’s not that simple. But nevertheless, I have something for you,” you reach into your bag and pull out a tiny wrapped box. “Just a small going away present so you don’t forget your best friend.”

“Yeah, like I could ever forget you.” he pulls the top off the box to reveal a silver keychain engraved ‘Travel safe. Need you here with me.’

“Y/n.”

“Look, I know you’re not really gonna be driving - thank god because you’re a horrible driver.”

“I am not!”

“How many times have I almost died in a car with you? And you’ve only had your license for six months. But anyway, I just want you to always remember to be safe.”

“Need you here with me?”

“I love Sam, but come on? Do you really think he and I will be able to make it through the summer without almost killing each other at least once a week? You gotta come back to me, Brashier, or I might lose my mind.”

He laughs, “That’s fair.” He closes the box and puts it in his carry-on. “I’ll come back. Of course I will.”

You nod, “You better.”

It’s the longest summer for the both of you. Even though you’re both working, keeping yourselves busy, you both feel like something’s missing. Which of course there is, he’s missing from your side and you from his. 

You can barely contain yourself the day he comes home. You’re rocking back and forth on your feet scanning the airport for that blue-eyed boy you’ve missed so much. 

“Oh my god, y/n. Please stay still,” Sam complains.

You roll your eyes, “I’m excited, fuck off.”

“Y/n!” You hear your name called from about fifty feet in front of you and you catch sight of your best friend. His hair is longer and floppier, but it’s him.

“Connor!” You exclaim and run to him, wrapping yourself around his body, almost knocking him to the ground. “I missed you, bub.”

He grunts, placing you back on the ground. “Missed you too, honey. So much.”

“How was it?” you pull away, fixing the shoulders of his shirt. 

“It was great. I’ve never experienced anything like it. But we can talk about that later. I have something for you.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah,” he unzips his bag and pulls out a small ziplock bag. “I would have wrapped it but, you know I suck at that.” he jokes and hands you the bag.

It’s a silver keychain, similar to the one you gave him before he left, but instead of travel safe, it says “Forever safe. I’ll always come home to you.”

“Brash.”

“Just a reminder that you don’t have to worry about me. I promise I’m always coming back, yeah?”

You shake your head, “I missed you so much, Brash. You can’t leave me alone with Sam for this long again.”

He chuckles, “I’ll try not to.”

***

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Summary: When starting a Behind the Scenes of tour Vlog, turns into a couples prank channel. Watch out for that clickbait.

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