#raul mendes fanfiction

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Day 19 of Kinkmas: Taking a Bath With Shawn

pairing: Shawn Mendes x fem!reader

warning: unprotected sex (pls be safe)

Y/N’s POV

I walk in my house, stressed by a bad day at work and see my husband Shawn.

“how’s was work?” Shawn says with that dumb smirk on his face that I love.

“a nightmare.” I said about to tear up.

I fel two hands hugging me and i look up and it’s hugging me to make my day even better.

“i know what will make you feel better.” Shawn says kissing my temple gently.

“what’s that?”

“a bubble bath.”

“if that will make me feel better then give it to me.”

Shawn picks me up bridal style and brings me to the bathroom and starts to undress me slowly and starts the warm water and get the bubbles in the tube.

I get in the tub, while in the tub I see Shawn getting undressed and getting in the tub with me.

“Are you enjoying the bath honey?”

“Mmm yes, it feels good.” i moaned.

“i just wish that you can quit that job and stay home with me.” Shawn says getting closer to me.

“I know but you know that i get paid well.” I said pouting.

“I know, i just need you to be with me, i feel lonely without you here.” He says kissing my neck slowly.

I start to moan a little louder to remind him that he can touch me.

He grabs my legs closer to him and starts to kiss my lips harder and starts to make love to me.

He picks me up to get my body dried and brings me to the our bed. He gets on me and starts to fuck me harder. I start to scream in pleasure and feel his smirk in my neck.

“Shawn, you-you’re hurting me slo-slow down ple-please.” I stuttered.

“Sorry baby, i just want to make you feel good.” He moaned.

“go on a normal speed please.”

Shawn stops and fell next to me and breathed heavily.

“That was amazing.” i say breathing heavily.

“Are you going to quit the job now?”

“Yes.”

Shawn grabs his phone and starts to call my work.

“Mr. Larsen, my wife Mrs. Mendes wants to quit going to your office. Screw you then bastard!” Shawn sceams to the phone.

“What did he say?”

“He said, ‘that you’re the most sluttiest woman he has seen in his life.’ and I got mad and cursed.”

“So I’ve heard.”

Shawn starts to get tears in his eyes a little bit.

“Shawn, it’s okay, you got me to quit that awful job, and i’m going to be with you every day.”

“I know but the stuff that he said about you.”

“Ignore the dick head, he means nothing to you baby.”

“I’m just glad that you can stay here with me.”

“I know.” I say kissing his cheek softly.

“Round 2?” he says smirking.

[violetsandfluff]

Lucid Dreaming

a/n: I’m soooo sorry this has taken forever! I hope you’re still around

wc: 1.4k

The line between friends and acquaintances was always foggy. At what point did someone go from being a casual encounter to a bosom friend? Some people seem to radiate a type of energy immediately recognizable as “friend energy,” and Shawn was one of those people for you. His gorgeous smile and contagious laugh made him enjoyable to be around, you couldn’t help it. Even if you had only met him briefly here and there, you couldn’t help but refer to him as your friend behind closed doors.

Everyone around him loved him, understandably, and it wasn’t as if they could prevent it. He was unconditionally outgoing, always ready to listen or laugh. When he talked to you, he made eye contact like you were the only thing in the world. He never failed to make you feel special, but then again, he treated everyone like that. Occasionally, (more often than not), it made you jealous to see him with anyone else but he hardly knew you. What could you expect?

“Someone’s jealous,” your best friend would tease whenever she caught you staring at him forlornly, eyes green with envy.

“I’m not jealous,” you would protest. “I don’t even know him.”

It was true that you had only been on the receiving end of his undying attention a handful of times, but you felt like the entire world rested on those moments. He haunted your dreams with his gorgeous honey-brown eyes and adorable curls, his rosy cheeks, and his uplifting, luminous smile. His lush pink lips always accompanied these dreams, along with his pearly teeth, perfectly defined abs, and smooth, able hands, which had a habit of snaking up your thighs when you least expected them.

Occasionally, he managed to lose his illustrious demeanor in your dreams, appearing as either a frat boy or an affectionate boyfriend, but he was the same Shawn both ways, the one you barely knew, yet couldn’t live without.

Almost as a survival instinct, your dreams began coming true.

One day, you ran into him at a grocery store. Miraculously, you ended up behind him in line, close enough to smell the faint, masculine scent etched into the air. He was dressed in skinny black jeans and a simple white t-shirt, accentuating his broad back and muscular shoulders. His hair was arranged in a perfect mass of curls atop his head, and you couldn’t help but admire it… until he turned around to meet you.

His dark eyebrows raised in surprise as he recognized you, and you couldn’t pull your skittish eyes from his warm, welcoming ones. Just as he opened his mouth to speak to you, the woman in front of him in line finished checking out. He turned away without a word and, once you had finished checking out, he was gone.

He was such a curse. The mere thought of him plagued your mind, making it all but impossible to concentrate on anything. Any encounter with him had you fucked for weeks; dreaming about him at night, during the day, and every moment in between.

One night, you dreamed about seeing him at the beach.

The ocean spanned endlessly before you, wafting its warm, salty breeze toward you tantalizingly. You were alone, dressed in an emerald green swimsuit that accentuated your body perfectly. A layer of sunscreen on top of your newly-tanned skin made you glow in the sunlight. Your hair was tossed carelessly into a messy bun atop your head, along with a pair of sunglasses you didn’t plan on wearing.

You laid your towel down on the sand a few yards away from the beach access and assessed your surroundings. A large group of people was congregated about waist-deep in the water, but one man, in particular, caught your attention. He was tall and muscular, his back tanned by the sun, and his helmet of curls dripping wet with saltwater.

Part of you wanted to believe this someone was Shawn. As nonchalantly as you could, you began creeping slowly closer, pretending to snap pictures of the horizon as you waded into the crystal-clear waters.

A water fight broke out among the group, and the man ducked towards you, laughing, to escape a blow from a beer can now filled with water. Your breath caught in your throat as you caught a glimpse of his face, but you couldn’t tell whether or not it was him.

He visibly noticed you, his hazel eyes fixed on you, and your heart caught in your throat. As soon as it started, however, his attention returned to the water fight.

Another night, you dreamed that you met him, suddenly an attractive bartender, at a club. And yet another night, he brought you home with him from the same club. He laid you in his bed beside him for the night, lying down himself as far away from you as he could to give you respectful space.

Before he knew it, however, you were in his arms with your face buried in his bare chest as you breathed in his scent and traced the contour of his arms, which laid in stark tan contrast against the immaculate white sheets. Your fingers roamed his unclothed upper body, tracing his intricate tattoos meticulously while he fussed over your hair.

“You can’t go to sleep with it down,” he reasoned as you fought his arms in order to trace his guitar skyline tattoo. “It’ll get all tangled and knotty. If you’ll let me braid it, it’ll be smooth and wavy when you wake up. It won’t take forever, I promise.”

“Can you do it later?” you bargained as your hands ventured to his pecs once more to feel the hard muscles move beneath your palms as he rolled over to face you.

“It’s past midnight already, darling. Don’t you think sleep should be a priority?”

“No,” you stated blankly, mulling the situation over in your head before adding, “but I will let you braid my hair.”

Shawn’s fingers made quick work of weaving your hair into two broad French braids. He admired his work once he was done.

“It’s about bedtime now, don’t you think?” he asked sheepishly, to your dismay.

“Please, let me finish tracing your tattoos,” you pleaded, reaching for his hand and clutching it to your chest.

“Finish the swallow and we can go to sleep,” he compromised. “You can finish in the morning. You’re much drunker than I am, but we could both use the rest.”

It was true that you were exhausted at that moment, longing to curl up against your hookup’s chest and melt into him as your world dissolved into that of a dream. The temptation overcame you. You lost yourself in his comforting warmth as his hands caressed your back steadily. His chest rose and fell beside you, creating a rhythm that lulled you to sleep.

Your subconscious made you feel safe and secure encompassed in Shawn’s strong arms, and beside his broad, muscular chest. When you awoke in the morning, feeling rejuvenated and chipper, you reached for him as you had done every morning you’d woken up beside him. Something was different, though.

Shawn was nowhere to be found.

You opened your eyes to see your own familiar bed, in your own familiar bedroom, and the same familiar sunlight streaming through your sheer curtains.

A dissatisfied puff of air escaped your lips as you tried to recall the dream, now hazy in your mind. All you could think about was Shawn, and how the truth was that he could be anywhere with anyone right then, and you had no say in it. Your dream world could be some lucky person’s reality, and you would never know.

A tear of frustration slipped from your tear line down your cheek, but before you could wipe it away, a smooth, low voice cut through your silence.

“I didn’t know you were still here.”

“What?”

“Nothing. I just thought you’d gone home.” You felt the side of the bed dip as he sat down on it, rolling onto his side and perching his chin on your shoulder. He moved his large hands to your hips, holding them tightly as he kissed your cheek. His pink lips were smooth and consoling against your skin.

You allowed them to roam freely across your face and travel down your neck and shoulders, left exposed by a skimpy spaghetti-strap tank top. His fingers ran down your arms delicately, conditioned and calloused by his guitar strings. Goosebumps rose in the wake of his touch.

“Oh, look at you,” he hummed, pleasantly surprised by the slick, moist coating in your panties upon further inspection. “All it takes is for me to leave, hm? Tell me, dear. What were you up to while I was gone?”

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[mywrittingwonderland]

Toronto or London

Hello Everyone, Am I back? I am not sure, but I just really got stuck in my head these past few days, and well, I figured writing would help me. I didn't really proofread this, so I apologize in advance. I also don't necessarily love this that much, but at least it got me out of my limbo phase. Warnings: None really Word Count: 2,510 Summary: She has always been in love with Toronto; she just didn't know why yet.

Enjoy!!

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20/05/2018

“Toronto or London?” — Jimmy asked as the last question of the fast questions round.

“Toronto” — Emily replied, without a second thought to the question. Which got the audience and all her fellow colleagues to look at her by surprise. 

“Wait a minute, weren’t you born in London? What makes you choose Toronto?”

“Honestly? I just have always had a good feeling about Toronto, even though I never really got spend that much time there, I hope that at some point once I have a break I manage to go touring on that city.” — She replied, with an honest response. The truth is that she always had a good feeling when she was around Toronto, she just didn’t know why. - - -

12/06/2018

“Shawn, someone told me you wanted to tryout for a few acting gigs, and that Harry has been pushing you to do it?” — Shawn laughed at the question while nodding his head confirming the information. — “So my question to you is, if you had to work with any actor/actress who would it be?” 

“Oh wow, that’s a difficult one Jimmy, but I think I would have to say Emily Wilson, I just really love everything she does, like it would be such an honour. I am a huge fan! Honestly even meeting her would be a huge honour” 

“Well I was told she loves Toronto! So maybe it won’t be that hard to find her roaming around the city, you could just ask her on a date you know?” — Jimmy joked.

“I don’t think I would ever even dare to do that!” — Shawn answered, his face definitely a bit flustered.

“Well, but moving on to business Shawn, talk to us about your new album!”

30/09/2019

“So, Emily lets talk about your new film, you are now shooting in Toronto, right?” 

“Yes, and it has been an amazing experience to be able to be in Toronto for 3 months now, I really love this city so much!” — She replied with a smile on her face.

“That’s so great! I hope you managed to finally go to all the places you wanted to visit around the city, did you manage to have the time to do that?” 

“Oh, I really wish! We barely stopped during the filming process because I need to run to London right after this, we are starting to shoot The Selection series with Netflix, as you all know, so I manage to visit a few places but definitely have to come back.”

“So, if you had to choose between life in Toronto or London, which one would you choose?” 

“Toronto!” — She answer without second thoughts. — “Don’t get me wrong I love London, but there is just something about here that I can’t take my head off it.” 

 - - -

10/01/2020

“Girl I just loved your work so much! I mean you know I love your acting gigs but your song, I just don’t know how you didn’t win song of the year! It was my song of the year for sure!” — Billie said as soon as she spotted Emily at the Grammy’s after party.

“Come on! You are queen here today, don’t even start! You killed it!” 

“Thank you! It means a lot coming from you! I heard you are back to filming in New York this month? Maybe we can meet up for a coffee when you are around?”

“Actually, I just finished filming yesterday, I am heading to Toronto tomorrow, and then back to London for more filming.” — Emily said a bit sad she would miss the coffee with Billie.

“No wayyyy! Wait up, I will probably head to Canada for a few days too, Justin recommend me a very nice retreat in which paps won’t find me, and I am in need of some offline days, especially after this crazy night, I feel like I can definitely go for that!” 

“That’s amazing, if you want you can come with me in the plane and we have that coffee and you can tell me more about how was this masterpiece production”

“I am in girl! Let’s go!” — Billie answered before being dragged by her brother to answer to a phone call they had just got.

- - -

11/01/2020

“Wait up! You have never talked with Shawn or Justin before? Even though you have been obsessed with Canada your entire life? How is that even possible? 

“You know I was nominated for a song for the movie I did right? I don’t actually sing B.” — Emily said laughing at her friend.

“Oh shush girl, you just won a grammy yesterday for best song for visual media, maybe you don’t want to admit but you are good in what you are doing” 

“Billie, I literally have one song out!”

“True! But still…” 

“Enough on me and my obsession with Canada, tell me more about what you have been up to! It has been so long since we had time to actually talk!” — Emily answered, eager to know more about her friend.

- - -

12/01/2020

“Shawn there is an invitation for you to go to this interview tomorrow with Emily Wilson, I know it is last minute but if you want to do it, we can do it.” — Andrew said over the phone.

“Wait, what? Really? Of course I want to do it, should probably talk to Camilla first about it, but yes.” — He said, immediately texting his girlfriend about the interview as he knew she could become a bit insecure with Shawn going to an interview with his celebrity crush. But her response came out being super supportive which made Shawn at ease about going.

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13/01/2020

“Hello you guys, I was told you had never met! And honestly I didn’t believe it!” — The interviewer at the radio said making Shawn and Emily smile at each other before answering.

“I honestly just never spent enough time here to get to meet new people, I am always hanging out with the crew and it just never happened, but it is an honour to finally meet you Shawn!” — Emily said with a smile.

“No, please the honour is all mine! I just really cannot believe this is happening right now and I am not sure I know exactly how to properly behave, I am like your number 1 fan!” — He said, totally fingerling over her and making her giggle. 

“Normally Emily comes over to talk about acting, but today we will talk about song writing, and her process on writing and recording her song for a Disney movie! How did that happen?” 

“Well Kate, I don’t even know myself if I am being honest, I knew I would have to sing, but when Julia contacted me asking if I wanted to help with writing it took me a lot by surprise, it was the first time I ever wrote a song in my life, so I definitely was not expecting the response we got, honestly I really believe it was all Julia’s magic and I ended up being there with her by a struck of luck or something” — She answered.

“What do you think of the song Shawn? And how it is writing for you?”

“What do I think of her song? I wrote with Julia a few weeks after they finished recording and Julia couldn’t shut up about you and how you brought all the sparkles into the song, and I really think it is an amazing vulnerable song and that you really should give yourself some more credit, I really love it. And about writing, for me this song is an example of what I am trying to do every day, really just pouring my soul into it and making feelings into words.” — He answered making her blush a little. 

“Thank you Shawn, we don’t have a lot of time today unfortunately, so we chose one question from fans for you to answer: If you had to choose between writing in London or anywhere else in the world where would you choose to go?” 

“I really like recoding in LA, but London is on my top 5 places too.” — Shawn answered and waited for Emily.

“Toronto, 100%! If there is one place I feel the most comfortable being in such a vulnerable state is Toronto for sure.”

“Time is up, guys thank you so much! I hope I get to see more of you around Toronto Emily, and Shawn let’s please meet up soon! I will see you again tomorrow to talk about the process of filming Game of Thrones with Emilia Clarke!” 

As they left the recording room, Shawn finally had the chance to compliment Emily properly.

“I really really love your work so much, you have no idea! — He said in an exited way which made her smile. — Can I hug you? — He asked and she immediately nodded and was engulfed in his hug. She really had a strange sensation when they were hugging, it was the same sensation she felt whenever she would arrive in Toronto, it felt like home. “Is it too much if I ask for an autograph too?” — He asked, making her laugh.

“Of course, here you go.” She signed on his notebook.

They talked for over an hour after the interview, and he also left her his number for whenever she was around if she needed company to tour on his city. She knew he had a girlfriend but at the same time she couldn’t help but to wonder which is also why she promised herself to never text him.

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15/08/2021

“Our final question of the night” — Elen said with a pout and the audience also made a sound of protest. “I know, I know you love her, I love her too!” — She said taking Emily laugh

“And I love you all of course” — She said seeing a kiss to the audience.

“If you had to make a song duet, and I mean a real one, not one with me for this show. Who would you like to sing with?” 

“Shawn Mendes” — She said, very fast and without thinking too much.

“Oh wow, that was fast, is there something going on that we don’t know about? You definitely do make a lot of visits to Toronto.” — Elen said, leaving it open to her to interpret it.

“I just really like the way his voice sounds” — She said, bluish a little when she noticed how her response sounded. — “ And of course if we record in Toronto even better”

“Smooth Emily, I guess we all will have to let that slide since our time is up for today”.

- - - 

19/10/2021

“So Shawn” — Elen Paused —“Do you watch my show?”

“Whenever I can, I do.” 

“A few months ago we had an interview with Emily Wilson, and apparently she really likes your voice” — She said making him blush because he had no idea what she was talking about.

“I am not exactly sure what you are talking about Elen” — He answered, not wanting to mess things up with his favourite star.

“Here is Emily on this show, and what she said” — Elen replayed the clip, and Shawn immediately felt his blushing. “Adorable right?” — She said making him close his eyes for a second and smile timidly.

“I really like the way her voice sounds too, not only in music but also everything she has even acted on, she is perfect in everything she does” — He answered and bit his lip softly at the end, still embarrassed by the situation.

Later that night he was surprised when his phone received a text from Emily, as he hadn’t really talked to her in over a year.

Emily: I will be in Toronto next week, if you are around and want to meet for a coffee maybe?

Shawn: Text me your hotel once you have it and I will pick you up and show you around the city if you want a proper tour.

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25/10/2021

“Connor I am sincerely nervous for this. — Shawn said for the 100th time that day.

“It will be fine, honestly I can’t believe it took you guys so long to actually go on a date!” 

“What do you mean, Man I did have a girlfriend before remember?”

“Shawn, we both know your relationship with Mila started for the wrong reasons, and honestly the possibility of it evolving was very slim.” — He said referring to the publicity stunt they had agreed and that later evolved into a relationship. — “You love her, but only as a friend, whereas you have been fungirling over Emi for years, even before Camila.” 

“I am not sure if you saying that helps a lot to soothe my nerves at all” — He said adjusting the collar of his shirt and deciding it was time to leave.

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05/04/2022

“Okay, so since you are here, and we are being honest with each other, I though we might as well go for Spill your Guts or Fill your Guts!” — James said being filled by a round of a applauses. — “Everything in here is vegetarian, so you can eat everything, or nothing if you decide to answer the questions.”.

“Oh God, this does not look good at all, but yeah, I am ready, ask me”. 

“We are nearing the finale of your series with Netflix, are there any spin-offs of the series being prepared for later? Or is that the last of The Selection we will see? — He asked making her close her eyes.

“Come on James, that is really not fair, I can’t answer this.” — She said trying to sound a bit mad, but laughing at the end.

“That’s all right, you can always go for the onion and garlic tea.” — He said, and she took a sip making a lot of effort to not throw up in the process.

“My turn, James, is there any celebrity who you refused to invite to your show before?” — She read her question and smiled at him.

“She really knows what she is doing you guys, nop I guess olive pudding for me it is” — He said looking a bite of the disgusting looking olive pudding.

“Emily, some photos have been circling around the internet, and I we are all wondering if they are real, so I would like to read Shawn’s last 3 messages to you” — He said making her blush, they still hadn’t officially confirmed nor denied anything, but their photos of the grammy’s were all over the internet already so there was really no hiding to do anymore.

“Okay, I guess you can do that” — She said after verifying the messages quickly.

“Oh wow! I was not expecting that you guys! I really wasn’t, okay so let’s do this:

Hi Emi, I really really miss you. I hope James is not too mean to you, Love. Good luck, I love you, and see you later.

“Awww… you guys are melting our hearts right now.” — He said taking her phone close to his heart. — “IT’S REAL EVERYONE!” 

[buck-nialled]

what if you wrote a version of the platonic roommate series where the reader and like shawn get drunk and sleep together and idk lol

Too Much Fun - S. Mendes Imagine

NOTE: thanks for the submission anon :)

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WARNINGS: mentions of drinking and sex, but no smut!!

Shawn could be considered the “loose-y goose” of the household. It did not matter what time of day it was, he never said no to a good time. Whether that be visiting a local beach on tour or entering a club not even an hour after finishing off a concert, it was unlikely for whoever invited him to be turned down. 

In comparison, you were the most square. Shawn and Niall would try disagreeing with this statement in a heartbeat but you knew it to be true. You wore underwear underneath every dress, never stayed up past one in the morning and took your coffee the same way every morning. There was nothing impulsive about any decision made by you. With all of these facts taken to accountability, it is no wonder Shawn’s hand was latching onto yours like a vice in an endeavor to wrench your body from beneath your comforter. 

“Y/N, come on! You’ve been holed up in here for weeks entertaining yourself with…The Notebook?” Shawn glances up from the novel’s jacket and into your eyes, narrowing them into an incredulous look.

“What? It’s a crime for reading?” 

“It is if the story is one you’ve read a million times.” He argues. “What’s the point of reading it if you already know what happens?”

“That’s the fun of it! No surprises, I know exactly what to expect.” You snuggle back down into your covers, satisfied.

“No, fun is about surprises and never knowing what to expect! Which is exactly why we’re going out, come on.” Shawn attempts to wrangle your body up once again. And once again, he is left unsuccessful.

“No, there is nothing you can say that will convince me to leave the comfort of my—“

“I’ll pay.” The sound of your book thumping closed resounds throughout your bedroom, before your body is shuffling out from beneath the covers of the bed.

“You’ve got yourself a deal.” You proclaim, prior to reaching to your closet to pull a last-minute outfit together. 

☆★☆★☆★☆

“See, isn’t this nice?!”  Shawn exclaims from behind you, taking both of your shoulders in your hands and jostling your body to and fro. You could hardly hear him over the thumping bass that makes your knees quake all the way to an empty barstool.

“It’s a little loud!” You reply, cueing Shawn’s eyes to droop. “But nothing I can’t handle.” You add quickly after. The bartender sweeps by to collect yours and Shawn’s orders.

“Just a water for me, thanks.” 

“No no no, what she means is two vodka shots.” Shawn corrects, throwing up a piece sign with his fingers in case the bartender didn’t catch the number.

“Shawn,” you grumble whilst crossing your arms.

“Y/N…”

“I said I’d join you for drinks. Water is a drink.”

“So is vodka. Plus, it’s more fun than water. And fun is all about—“

“Surprises.” You finish through clenched teeth. “I recall…” You glance around the club, and can’t help but to notice a pattern of couples scattered throughout the joint. Grinding, kissing, chatting. When you turn your focus back to Shawn, your body stiffens without you meaning to.

“You okay?” Shawn questions. “Because if you’re not feeling well, we can go.” He offers and tosses a thumb over his shoulder.

“No, I’m fine. I just realized Niall isn’t here…feels kinda weird being just the two of us.” You note amidst bringing a hand to rub at the back of your neck. 

“Oh, yeah…” he chuckles, now too feeling a sudden jolt of nerves run through him. 

“You didn’t…this isn’t…” part of you did not want to speak the thought into existence. But it wouldn’t be totally fat out there for Shawn to bring you here with intentions other than platonic, would it? 

“Oh, no! Well, I mean…now that you mention it I wouldn't mind if this were…” he also finds trouble with his words. “But it's not.” 

“Its not.” you shake your head in confirmation.  

“Great. Glad we’re on the same page.” he clears his throat, before turning this eyes over to the vodka shots being placed on the countertop. He holds one out to you, eyebrows raised as an invitation. When you hesitantly accept, the grin he is harboring stretches wider. 

“To having fun!” Shawn’s shot glass clinks against yours, before the two of you are downing the liquid fire. 

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That’s all you can remember from last night’s events. Maybe you pullled him out to the floor for a dance or two, and one of you suggested ordering another round of drinks. And another. And another. Whoever’s idea it was for the two of you to shag in your bed, though, is unbeknownst to you.

Your body was cold being cloaked in only bedsheets and a distinguishable stench of sex. Shawn laid beside you, bare as you were with an arm behind his head and a satisfied quirk of his lips. One would question if he was even asleep had his eyelids not been shut and the soft breaths leaving him not been heard.

“Oh, what have I done? My best friend. My roommate. That’s what I’ve done.” You whisper to yourself, trying to drown out the vicious drilling of your skull. It seems your whispers were not quiet enough to keep Shawn in his slumber. Seconds later he was stirring and letting out pained noises of his own. His eyes peel open and squint at the daylight flooding into the bedroom and highlighting your skin.

“Y/N, what’re you doing in my room?” He inquires in a raspy voice. A dry chuckle leaves you.

“More like what’re you doing in mine.” His eyes open wider this time once he recognizes the paint on the walls, the overflowing bookshelf and lack of instruments to be attributed to you. 

“Holy shit.” He mutters, sitting up and urging the bedsheets to slide down his naked body. “Holy shit!” It comes out in a squeal this time as he clutches the sheets and pulls them tight against his bare torso. 

“Indeed. I think we had too much fun last night.” You breathe out. 

“So we…you and I had…” Shawn points a finger between the two of you and earns a shrug in return.

“Can you think of any other reason we’re naked and in my bed right now?” You hiss. “Wait, did we use protection?” Your eyes were bugging out of your head with Shawn’s expression mirroring yours. Carefully, you slid out of bed to find his button-up shirt from last night lying rumpled on the floor. Without a second thought, you threw it on you to have some modesty. After all, who knows how much of your naked body Shawn recalls now that he is sober. 

After dressing himself in his boxers, he too scours your room for any sign of contraception. 

“I found it,” you call victoriously from the joined bathroom and come into Shawn’s viewpoint. You wave the condom wrapper like a flag before scurrying back beneath your bedsheets in a sigh of relief. 

“Thank god,” Shawn mutters and takes a seat beside you.

The two of you lay in moments of silence that pass by like hours, Neither of you know what to say. Until finally, Shawn pipes up, “man, your bed really is comfy.” 

“Thanks.” 

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[shawmilo]

There's Nothing Holdin' Her Back

Warnings:😬Fluff,Smut&A Tiny Bit Of A "Sneeze-Kink".

Request(ed):No.

Word-Count:879,Sentence-Count:57,Paragraph-Count:22,Character-Count:4.988(WithOut Space:4.068),Syllable-Count:1.192.

Theme:Established🥰Relationship,🤒Sick-Fic🤧.

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Shawn was always kind of a health-freak. He'd try his best to do absolutely any- and everything, to avoid getting sick and to have his vocal cords to the upmost maximum of their abilities. Whatever trick he picked up, here or there; that ensured to be a wonder-remedy for his voice-no matter how wild and crazy it seemed-he'd try out.

Still one fatal day, it happened. He woke up feeling like his head had just collided with a brick wall.

He let out a combination of an irritated grunt and a sigh, trying to get up. His body not being able to cooperate, deciding to let his head plop straight back upon his pillow.

Right at that very moment, his girlfriend appeared; from doing her morning routine in the bathroom.

"Hey Boo, thought you'd be up by now" When he answered with a defeated huff and a raspy, whiny "That's what I was thinkin' too", she lovingly put her hand on his cheek, feeling his temperature. "My god, Shawn; you're burnin' up!"

"I'm gonna call off my appointments, for today", No, Hun; you don't have to do that, on account of me", "I really think it's for the best, besides It's my decision to make", "Are you sure, tho; Hun?", "In all the time we've known each other, what is that thing again; you always say, attracted me to you the most?!", "The way you always seem so sure of yourself?", "That's the thing!...So I'm stayin' right here at home, to treat you; till you're all better"

"But, Hun...", he protests, till she interrupts him "No, Shawn; I said, I'm gonna stay with you and that's final...You know how I get, once I've made up my mind!". All he could do, was to let out a deep sigh; knowing her, she wasn't gonna let up. He wasn't feeling up to an argument right now, plus it wasn't like she didn't always get her way with him anyways.

That brought on a coughing fit, which send her racing off to the kitchen; retrieving the two of them, each a glass of orange juice. She placed them on the nightstand, sat down beside her boyfriend; rubbing his back. "Drink your juice, Boo; It'll help". So he takes a glass, to take a sip from it; thinking it's his and sneezes in it.

"Boo, that's my drink", while taking it from him and drinking from it herself; before placing it back on the nightstand. "Oh, No; Hun...Now you're gonna get sick too!", "Wouldn't mind, sharin' your cold...I wanna share everythin' with you"

She practically immediately starts sneezing herself. "See, told ya; it's startin' already!", "All of a sudden, I'm startin' to feel a little queasy", "Oh, comon over here; Hun"

While he lifts the blanket; inviting her to join him, underneath. They shift and squirm a bit, till they're both comfortable.

"Are you comfy, Hun?", "I can think of somethin' that's gonna make us both feel even more comfy", "If you're thinkin' what I'm thinkin', then yeah; we can give it a try"

So he's lining himself up with her, they're spooning and he's hugging her from behind. "Well, great minds; that's what I love 'bout you". He opens his mouth, to say something ;but she continues with: "You didn't think I picked you, just 'cause of your looks; now did you?!"

When she finally has him snugly buried within her, and he's leaving a trail of smooches; from her neck to her spine, she starts to wiggle a bit; pushing herself back on him, making him groan: "Tryin' to get even more comfy, Hun?". She answers with a "Humm"

But he's still not moving, like she expected him to. So she pulls and pushes back again, growing impatient; making him groan again, but now out of frustration.

Clearly annoyed, she speaks up: "Thought we were thinkin' of the same thing?, apparently not!". Planting a firm kiss on her shoulder blade, he replies: "Thought we would just do a little Cockwarmin', to you know; warm you up a little"

"But now, you got me all warmed up; in a whole other way...So, Whatta ya gonna do 'bout that; éh?!", "But hun, I'm really not feelin' up to it; if I'm bein' honest...I'm afraid I'm only gonna disappoint you", "Oh, Boo; I can't imagine ever bein' disappointed in you"

With that she turns and flips the both of them over, only to straddle him and start to ride him.

"Hold on, a little bit; Hun". He grabs the blanket, to wrap it around her. "I don't want you to get even more sick, then you already are; Hun" and kisses her forehead, continuing with: "Oh my, you're burnin' up", "Yeah, burnin' for you; to love on me"

"Okay...You win, we're gonna do it your way; but please have some mercy on me", "It'll be okay, Boo...Imma do all the work, you just lay back; relax and enjoy...I'm gonna teach you how to love me"

"God, I honestly couldn't say; which is more runnin' with wetness!", "Huh?", he continues with: "Your nose...Or that aching pussy of yours", "Uhm, maybe; you should clean it up, then", "Maybe, I should...Well, come sit that pretty drippin' pussy of yours; on my starvin' mouth then, so I can devour you; Hun"

Before she even has the chance to mount her stallion, he affectionately licks her nose; slowly and gently.

[pammyloumendkens]

August 8Th

Short,BUT Sweet B-Day Story.

Today is a special one to you, you get to celebrate your love for the biggest loves of your life; it's international cat day and your boyfriend's birthday rolled into one.

You had the whole day planned: a gathering with his family and friends, who he and you both see as an extended family.

Looks like he has today mapped out a bit differently though, or at least the other way round from your planning; when he put his arms around you and engulfing his lips in your neck, whilest you were in the mids of making breakfast featuring his fave muffins.

"What are you doing up and about already? I was planning on bringin' the birthday boy breakfast in bed."

"Woke up to the smell of something sweet, there was nothing holdin' me back".

"That right there is one of, or better said the thing I admire you for most.", you sighed; turning in his grip, now facing him with a content smile on your face; and a raised eyebrow on his.

"You're so transparently predictable.", "So, what you're sayin' is I've got no chance of surprisin' someone?"

"You don't stand a chance with me, at least". "Oh, I think it'll surprise you to learn that smell that woke me; I wasn't talkin' 'boot your bakingskills, although I'm sure they're gonna turn out sweet as well; but I meant my sweet hunny's perfume, nothing can top that; for me".

You were definitely blushing by now, and Oh boy; where you ever wrong, imagining he impossibly couldn't get you even wetter; than he already had. He knows you like the back of his hand.

You were completely at the mercy of his loving praising words, and boy; did he clearly know perfectly which effect that had on you, how he could make you melt and mould into him; just by being his typical soft and sweet self.

You just couldn't resist, so you just surrendered to him; there was nothing else you could have done, with the power he had over you.

"I believe a certain someone is so eager to unwrap his gift, so eager he can't wait till this evenin'."

"What you mean, hun?", "What I mean, is I wanna give you me; "But Hun, I already got you"...and with that I mean all of me, tonight."; "You mean...", "I mean...I'm ready when you are"; "You really sure?", "I've never felt so sure 'bout anythin' nor anyone, in my whole life."

"All I could 've asked for; you're my best present ever, nothing could ever top that; all of 'em combined!"

[theyjustv2callmynameillcumrunnin]

Indiana Shawn and the Taming of The Red Sea

Warnings:😬argument, swear words, fluff, smut (while she/you is/are on her/your period).

Request(ed):No.

Word count: 2.079, Sentence count: 139, Paragraph count: 42, Character count: 11.222 (Without space: 9.109), Syllable count: 2.650.

Theme: Established🥰relationship, Halloween🎃Party.

Feedback is always welcome(d) 👍😁😉!!!

When Halloween was just around the corner and Shawn was invited to a costume party, his girlfriend wasn't in the party mood, at all. She was on her period and spent the day in bed, not feeling well.

So she told him, "Shawn, i'm afraid I'm gonna have to decline your offer, to be your plus one to that party tonight." "Cramps gettin' the best of you, eh hun", he asked with a deep sigh, already knowing what her answer would be. "Yeah, I'm sorry, but I'm really not feelin' up to it.", "Oh hun, you don't have to feel guilty 'bout ditchin' me.", Which he got a pillow to the head, in turn for. "It's not like you invented not feelin' well, as an excuse, for not havin' to accompany me, or is it.", he inquired, hiding his face behind the pillow he managed to catch, in shame and defence.

He thought, maybe, she was going to throw something else at him, instead he heard sobs coming from the other side of the pillow. "How could you, even think of me in that way?!", she asked him, crying, face buried inbetween her knees, legs pulled up to her aching stomach, swaying to try to cope with both the physical and emotional pain.

When he lowered the pillow and took in the sight of his girl, now hurting even more, 'cause of him, he wanted to scrunch down by her side of the bed, but typical of his clumsy self, he stumbled, only to end up falling face down on the bed.

Although his antics, were able to draw a small chuckle from her, she still couldn't stop sobbing. When he pushed himself up, he carefully crawled up on the bed, scared she would reject him, feeling hurt by his words.

Relief washing over him, when she didn't try to push him away, 'cause holding her tight, comforting her, was the only thing on his mind right in this moment. "Hun, I was just jokin', I should 've known better, while you're so emotional, 'm so sorry.", he whispered in her ear, while stroking her back lovingly.

She lifted her head, due to the feeling of her boyfriend leaving kisses on the back and side of her neck, while swaying together, him holding her comfortingly to his chest. "Okay, okay, you're forgiven! Maybe you can invite a friend to join you to the party?", "That's my smart, fast thinkin' girl, Imma gonna make a few calls to see if anyone can and wants to go with me."

After a couple of minutes, it was arranged, that one of his colleagues and friends, Mike was going to pick him up. When the time came for Shawn to leave for the party, Mike pulled up, honking. Shawn responded by sending him a quick text message, saying "I'm comin' already, I'll be right there."

Putting his iPhone in the pocket of his pants, he turned to his girlfriend. "I'll be back before you know it, then we can cuddle 'till we fall asleep. How's that sound?", "That sounds like a perfect plan, to me", she said, offering him a lazy little smile, that turned to a winch, while holding her breath, from the stabbing pain to her stomach.

"Hold on, 'm gonna go fill up a hot water bottle, be right back", Shawn said, seeing her face contort painfully, nodding, as her okay and thank you, rolled into one. When he returned, he placed the bottle gently on her tummy, kissing her forehead.

"Hun, you still set on me going to that party with Mike?", "Why wouldn't I be? Now, go on, get outta here and go and have some fun!", nudging him to get off of the bed. "Alright, alright, I'm leaving already...under one condition!", "Which is?", "You try get some sleep, while I'm out, okay?!", "Okay, I'll try my best", blowing him a kiss, to which he could only smirk, shaking his head, blushing.

The whole time at the party, Shawn couldn't stop thinking about how that sweet girl of his, and how she managed to convince him, to go here, feeling so lonesome and lost, at this crowded party, without her by his side.

Now Mike was finally driving back, to drop him off home. Home, to her. His home was wherever she was, that was a fact, he was sure of.

When he and Mike had said their goodbyes and he was finally able to step inside, closing the door behind him. While normally calling out a "Hun, I'm home", now he found himself tiptoeing to their bedroom, careful not to disturb her, in case she managed to fall asleep, as they agreed on.

He was just about to take of his boots, when she switched on the lamp on her nightstand, proceeding to roll over, looking him straight in the eyes, head tilted to the side, with a look that could be the dead of him.

Only, not in the good kinda way, but in the "If looks could actually kill" kind.

"Had fun? Sure seems like you had fun, and lots of it, by the looks of you!", she exclaimed, glaring him over. "Whatta you mean by that?", he asked her, just standing there, frozen perplexed.

"You're not soundin' like that same sweet girl, I was miserably missin', the whole fuckin' night."

"Well, you're not lookin' like that same guy, that went off to that party, leavin' me here, all alone. While you knew, damn well, I wasn't feelin' good, I might add!"

"But hun, wasn't it you, who practically forced me, to go to the party, either way?!", "That's another thin', 'm not feelin' good 'bout, Shawn!", "I dunno what you're tryin' to get at, hun"

"Well, Shawn, if you don't understand me, or girls in general, by now...,she sighed, "I'm gonna teach you a valuable lesson."

"I'm all ears, hun, go 'head and teach me.", "You really haven't you figured it out yet, eh!?", "Guess I haven't then, but I'm sure, I'll get it, once you teach me that lesson!"

"Okay, here goes, are you listening?!", "Yeah, I'm listening!", "Well, Shawn, you see, here's the thing....The trick to girls is, they don't always mean what they're sayin', especially when they're emotional!", "You mean, like bein' on their period, for instance.", "Yeah, for instance"

"Oh, I get it now", "You do, you sure of that!?", "What I'm sure of now, is you wanted the same exact thin', I was longin' for all evenin'.", "Oh yeah, and what would that particular thing be then?", "Me, stayin' at home, in this bed, with you, all night, instead of goin' to that damn party! Tell me, I'm wrong, go on!?", "I can't...'Cause you're right, fuck, you're so damn right!"

While Shawn's stepping closer to the bed, she's throwing off the duvet, covering her, so she can crawl to him. She goes from standing on her knees, to sitting on them, soon as he crouches down, taking both her hands between his.

"God, I'm so stupid! Can you find it in your heart to forgive me, hun?", "Only if...", "Whatever hun, I'm even prepared to sacrifice my life for your forgiveness! Just please have some mercy on me?", "I will, on one condition", "Which is?", "If you can find it in your heart, to forgive my stupid ass!?", "Me, forgive you, for what...Bein' so whiny and bitchy?", he gritted his teeth, preparing for whatever her comeback would entail.

"Yeah, in a nut shell...For bein' so stupid, to not let you know, straight up, I really didn't want you to go with Mike to that party."

"Can you enlighten me, now, how the fuck, you ended up lookin' like a fuckin' crocodile swallowed and spit you back out? 'Cause I can remember clearly, you didn't leave lookin' like that!"

"Like what? Like I've been fumblin' nervously, with my outfit, 'cause I was feelin' so out of place, bein' at that party, without bein' able to have my arms wrapped around you, while the whole fuckin' night, my mind was only wrapped 'round you!"

"Oh hun, what am I gonna do 'bout you", "Isn' t the real question here, what are you gonna do with me?...Or better yet, to me!"

She was eyeing him for head to toe, and back up again, wetting her lips, ending with sticking her tongue out between the corner of them, giving him a naughty wink. Then she let herself fall on her back, spreading her legs, oh so tormentingly slow.

Maybe it was all getting a little to much for him, 'cause now he was giving her a certain kinda look - (see pic above) - , like she almost could see the wheels turning inside his head, while he had this smug smirk adorning his face.

After a few minutes of thinking in silence, which seemed to last an eternity to her, he spoke up, "Ya know what's a fittin' way to treat a whinin' bitch?", "No, I'm afraid, I don't...Guess you'll have to teach me.", "Oh, I'll teach ya hun, don't you worry!"

Just when she was about to say something, he silenced her by giving her a warning, "Well, when a whiny bitch, can't seem to keep her dirty mouth shut, she gets tied up to the bed!", "Is that supposed to be a threat?", she wondered out loud. "Oh no baby, that's a promise", resting his left hand on his hip, where his Indiana Jones costume provided him with a whip, his smirk only grown wider by now.

"Is that so?", that was all it took, for him to crawl up on the bed, between her legs, which where shaking in excitement, and make good on his promise.

Just as he was about to tie her to the bed with his whip, she wrapped her legs round his waist. "Well, looks like someone's impatient, eh!", she nodded her head frantically and let out a sigh from deep within her core.

Those actions made him decide, it'd be okay, if he were to take on a different approach. So instead, he brushed his wip starting from her throat, right down to where she was longing to have him the most, and back again, while he whispered "Just 'cause I'm a gentleman, I'm gonna give you a second warning."

She could only muster to swallow from all the anticipation, burning through every fiber of her body. When he added "I'm reminding you, of the fact, that I'm armed and dangerous.", she really thought, she was going to cum, right that instant.

"May I remind you, I'm on my period", "You really didn't think for a second, Indiana Shawn wasn't gonna take up the challenge of tryin' his best, to tame the Red Sea, now did ya?! Now, let's see what happens, when I put that monster of mine in it's rightful place, shall we.", "Uhm, Shawn Hunny, I think you're a little disoriented there.", "No, I'm sure, I'm right where I belong.", he retorted with a grunt. "You know damn well, that's not what I meant! I was referring to that monster, that's not the Red Sea, that's Loch Ness.", "I doubt Loch Ness, could ever treat my monster as good, as that Red Sea of yours always makes me feel."

After about an hour of loving on eachother and him being so generous, giving her two orgasms, Shawn was now lying on his back, with her draped all over him. She felt his chest make a motion like as if he was chuckling. When she lifted her head of his chest, to look up at him, sure enough he had a gigantic smirk on his face.

"Glad I was able to make you feel that good.", "It's not that...Well, it's that too.", "What's this here for, then?", she questioned, tapping his lips with her pointer finger. "Remember what you said, when you were nearin' your first orgasm?", "Hmmm...Not exactly, remind me.", "You said, well sounded more like a mixture of a whine and a moan, "I'm cummin' already, I'm right there."", "So, what about it?!". When he showed her the message he send Mike earlier, they were both full on laughing.

Until...she dared to ask him, "You weren't thinkin' of Mike, from the moment I said that, were you!?", so now the time had come, for Shawn to repay her, by starting a pillow fight.

[taylorisbejeweled]

Shawn Mendes Imagine : Baby Mendes

Warning: ⚠️smut⚠️

I was at the mall with my husband of one year Shawn Mendes. I wanted to buy some dresses for myself. We were at some shop I was looking through some dresses Shawn was beside me. Then the cutest little girl who had blue eyes and brown hair came and hugged Shawn's leg. Shawn got scared at first but then smiled at the little girl. "Hi there, what's your name?" Shawn asked politely. "Anna." She replied with a bright smile. She was so cute it melted my heart. Shawn picked her up and asked her where her parents were, she said she doesn't know. We got a little worried but decided to wait at this spot hoping her parents would also be there and would come and find her here . This shop was big. She was such a pretty girl. I took her from Shawn's arm and held her. She giggled and I smiled brightly at her. I pinched her cheek and she gave me the brightest smile ever. "You are vevy pwetty (very pretty) . " She said to me. I smiled and said thank you. She was so friendly. After a few minutes her parents found her. They both were relieved and thanked us both before leaving, before Anna left, she waved us goodbye and we both waved at her too. After that we continued our shopping and we kept smiling like idiots the whole time. We got home and put the bags in our room. I decided to change into some comfy clothes and wore a shirt and shorts. Then I cuddled with Shawn at our sofa. "That girl was adorable." Shawn said softly. "I know, she was also so nice too." I said. When Shawn was holding that little girl, I imagined Shawn being a father and holding our little girl. It made me smile. "You know holding that little girl made me think about being a father. Having a baby, caring for them, loving them." Shawn said. I kept listening and he kept going. "All these things also make me want to be a father." Shawn said. I froze. I looked at him with wide eyes. He said : "I want to have a baby with you Y/N. I want a mini me or you running around the house, playing with toys. I really want this. And I want this with no one except you Y/N." He told me. I kept staring at him with wide eyes then replied: " Shawn, I would love to have a baby with you. I would love to be the mother of your child." We smiled at eachother. "So! Do you wanna make a baby then"? He said smirking. "Right now?" I said. He nodded, I said ok. Then he moved a little and started to kiss me passionately, then he moved his lips to my neck. Then he started to take off my shirt, I was not wearing underwear. He smiled when he saw my boobs and started kissing them. Then he started to take of my pants. I was so wet. I wanted him, I wanted him so badly. He then took me upstairs to our bedroom and then he layed me down on the bed. He took off all of his clothes. Now, I could see his dick. It was so hard. He then moved towards me. And inserted his dick inside me and started moving. It felt so good. I moaned. ''Shawn, you feel so good baby." I moaned. "Gonna carry my baby huh? Gonna make me a dad huh?" He said. "Yes baby." I said. "Shawn go faster." I said. He went faster. At this point I was screaming. "I love you Shawn." I moaned. "I love you too Y/N." Soon we both came. After that he kissed my forehead and then we both went to sleep.

1 Month Later:

I woke up at 11am today. Shawn was not in the bed. I turned around to get my phone from the bedside table, but I saw a paper. I started to read what was written on it:

Dear Y/N,

Really sorry I could not spend the day with you. I had to go to the studio, I will see you at 7. I made breakfast for you, enjoy! :)

I got up from the bed and was putting my slippers on when suddenly I felt nauseous. I rushed to the bathroom and puked. I didn't know why this happened. Was it because I had eaten something bad? Or was it because I was sick? I did not feel sick though. I then cleaned up and went downstairs for breakfast. I ate and then decided to watch a movie. I went out with my friend for lunch, but when the food arrived I felt nauseous and went to the bathroom to puke again. I could not eat the food so I just left. Why was this happening to me? Then I suddenly remembered, Me and Shawn had sex without a condom like some weeks ago. So, I might be pregnant. Before I got Into my car to go home, I got a pregnancy test from some store and then went home. When I got home, I went to the bathroom and quickly peed on the stick and waited five minutes. I was hoping I was pregnant. Then, I went inside and I checked. My eyes widened and I smiled brightly. I AM PREGNANT. I also cried tears of joy and then I washed my hands and left the bathroom. I can't wait to tell Shawn tonight. I was preparing dinner. Thank god I didn't feel nauseuous this time. I wondered how I would tell him I was pregnant. He wasn't home yet. Then I had the perfect idea. Shawn arrived home soon and kissed me. He then went to the room to take a bath. After his bath. We both had dinner. I brought a bottle of wine to the dinner table and a glass along with it. I served him some wine. He asked me why am I not drinking. I said: " Well, hmmm I don't know. I can't have any." He was confused. "W-why not?" He asked. "Ummmm." I said. I did not want to tell him. I wanted him to guess by himself. After a few seconds he realised it. "Omg Y/N! You're pregnant?" He asked, I nodded. I smiled he hugged me tightly and kissed me on the lips. Then he kissed me on both cheeks and then he kissed my forehead. "I'm going to be a dad!" He yelled again. He then lifted my shirt up a little and kissed my stomach, he said: "Hi there, little one. I am your daddy. I love you so much, I cannot wait to meet you." We both were so happy.

8 Months Later

I am at the hospital right now with Shawn about to give birth to our beautiful baby. I was so scared about giving birth, Shawn started to comfort me and tell me everything was going to be fine, then he kissed my forehead. After some minutes the doctor told me that I am ready to push. It was hard, really hard but luckily my lovely husband Shawn was there with me. He was holding my hand tightly. "Come on Y/N! You can do it! Keep pushing!" Shawn said. I tried my best and kept pushing. Finally, I heard cries of a newborn and I was relieved. I got teary eyed because my baby was finally here. "It's a boy! " the doctor said. "Y/N, you did this. I'm so proud of you baby." Shawn told me. Then he kissed me and went to hold the baby. The nurse placed the baby in Shawn's arm. He was so tiny compared to Shawn. "Hi buddy! I'm your daddy, I love you so much we're gonna have so much fun." Shawn told the baby. Then he gave the baby to me. He was so cute. I kissed his cheek. "Mommy, loves you." I told him softly. We decided to name him Jack. "He has your eyes." Shawn said. "Well, he has his dad's nose and lips." I said. He had a little bit of hair. He had Shawn's chocolatey brown hair. Shawn took him from me and smiled. "We made that Y/N." He said and then smiled at me. "Yeah, we did." I said.

I was so happy I finally had a baby with the love of my life. I knew Shawn was going to be an amazing dad because he was a kind, smart and loving person.

Hey Guys! Hope you enjoyed reading this. Sorry for posting after a long time. I will try writing more. Next Imagine coming on Wednesday :))

[princecharmingmendes]

I thought of domestic Raul coz I just bought a new duvet cover and it just feels so good to be in bed just domestic Raul buying a new set of bedding and both of you losing your adulting minds at how good it feels

hi babes, i’m super late but here I am now! hopefully you like it!

*Word Count: 600+

*Warnings: just a whole lot of fluff

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Coming home from work after a long day always feels fantastic.

So as soon as Y/N stepped foot into her apartment, she dropped her shoes and her bag by the door and moved to her shared room with her boyfriend so she could shower, Raul would probably arriving in a couple of minutes and she was already planning how she’d convince him to order take out instead of both of them cooking dinner. While under the warm water, she heard the front door opening and Raul’s voice was quick to follow.

“Darling? I’m home” he called from the living room.

“I’m in here” she was quick to reply as she hear shuffling just outside the bathroom door.

“What do you think about ordering italian?” he offered and a grin was quick to spread on her lips.

“The best idea you’ve had in your life”

With that he only chuckled and mumbled an “okay”

Y/N found weird the fact that Raul didn’t even try to pry the door open to throw a flirty comment at her, or join her or simply sit on the floor to talk about his day, but maybe he was just extra tired so she just ignored it in favor of finishing her shower so she could move to the living room to watch a movie or something.

Just as she was ready, she opened the door to their room only to find their bedding all over the floor as Raul added the finishing touches to their bed. Y/N just stood there in shock at the scene unfolding before her. Raul was spreading new sheets, a white heavy duvet and a soft fuzzy blanket on top of their huge bed, new candles lit up aligning their TV stand on the bedroom as he arranged the pillows back in place.

“What’s going on?” she was able to ask a few moments after letting the whole think sink in.

“Oh, hey you” he said with a big grin on his face as he turned to wrap an arm around her waist and place a peck on her lips “looking gorgeous, darling” he said with a smile.

“What did you do?” she said as she wrapped his arms around his narrow waist.

Raul only smiled at her “I went with Peter so he could buy new sheets since he only had his old ones from college, and they made me buy this”

“They made you buy this?!” she asked trying to hold back a laugh.

Raul shrugged with a lopsided grin “well, they showed me how soft these were and I was convinced, come try this babe, it’s unreal”

“Honey, no, we need to do the laundry and have dinner, come on” she said letting go of him to grab his hand in favor of trying to pull him away from the bedroom.

“Five minutes and I promise I’ll go with you” he promised and after a couple of seconds of staring at his pouting lips and she couldn’t say no to him, so as soon as Raul didn’t feel as much resistance, he pulled her to lay on their bed on the new bedding and Y/N sighed in relief as she was engulfed by the softest sheets she’s ever felt against her skin. He pulled her on top of him before wrapping her in a tight yet comforting hug. The constant thump of his heart relaxing her sore muscles and slowly making her realize how tired she actually was. She fought her best to stay awake, but as soon as Raul cared his fingers through her hair, her eyes slowly starting shutting closed.

“Darling? Are you falling asleep? We need to eat first” he said in the softest voice.

“Hmm five more minutes” she mumbled softly, nuzzling on his chest and he chuckled gently.

“Whatever you want, my love”

And I-

[multifandomworldsposts]

ABOUT ME + WHO I WRITE ABOUT + MASTERLIST 🪩🫶🏻

my name is cassy, my pronouns is she/her, i’m a fan of a bunch of humans including fictional humans :))

WHO I WRITE ABOUT

Elvis Presley (& his characters)

Austin Butler (& his characters)

Top Gun Maverick

Teen Wolf

Top Gun

The Vampire Diaries

Outerbanks

The Outsiders

Harry Styles

Shawn Mendes

DC

Marvel

80s/90s actors (ur choice)

Justin Bieber

One Direction

5 Seconds of Summer

Sam & Colby

Big Time Rush

Saved By The Bell

beverly hills, 90210

my life with the walter boys

🫶🏻 MASTERLIST 🫶🏻

🎃🕷️ Kinktober 2023 ☠️👻

❄️🧤Kinkmas 2023 ☃️🛷

OuterBanks 🌴🐚

The Night We Met - JJ Maybank

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3 Pt. 4

That Damn Cadillac - Rafe Cameron

POV: ur dating Pope Hayward

dating jj maybank would include…

taking care of him - JJ Maybank

dating John B would include....

Our Little Secret - JJ Maybank

POV: ur dating JJ Maybank

You're The Love Of My Life - Pope Hayward

At The Beach House - Rafe Cameron

DC & MARVEL 🗡️

Love Story - Aquaman

Austin Butler 😍

Trouble - Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3

We Met In Tampa - Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3 Pt. 4 Pt. 5 Pt. 6 Pt. 7

POV: ur dating Austin Butler

fais moi l’amour - Pt. 1

Top Gun/Maverick 🛩️😎🤎

The Pilot I Fell In Love With - Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky

Maverick’s Assistant - Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw

POV: ur dating Jake 'Hangman' Seresin

POV: ur dating Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Champagne & Sunshine - Jake 'Hangman' Seresin

Shawn Mendes 🎸

Confession

because i liked a boy

Teen Wolf 🐺

POV: ur dating Isacc Lahey

POV: ur dating Stiles Stilinski

The Outsiders 🚬

POV: ur dating Ponyboy Curtis

POV: ur dating Dallas Winston

Elvis Presley 🎸🥰

My Manager's Daughter

Youtubers ▶️♥️

POV: ur dating Colby Brock

Harry Styles 🫶🏻🩷

POV: ur dating Harry Styles

Louis Tomlinson 🖤

POV: ur dating Louis Tomlinson

[violetsandfluff]

Hiii

Can I have Shawn Mendes and Y/N with

🥣🥪☕🥂🍬🍡

Translation: fluff with fiancé!shawn with morning kisses on a date night/anniversary, “when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while…” and playing with each others’ hair.

A/n: if it’s okay with you I’m going to make the special occasion Shawn’s birthday 🥰 thanks for utilizing my concept café!

A/n 2.0: I forgot to post this last week :| so oops

⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️

“Mmm, ten more minutes,” Shawn hummed with an adorably lopsided smile, his morning voice low and groggy, as he swatted your hand away from his head. With his eyes still closed against the early morning light, he pulled you close to his chest.

You felt his chest vibrate with the chuckle that escaped from his lips, causing you to giggle as you continued to pepper his face and neck with kisses. “I thought I told you to wake me up,” you reminded him, your eyebrows arched playfully.

“I thought you told me to sleep in as long as I wanted,” he retorted, adding, “Plus, it’s no fun if I don’t get to wake up to this pretty face.” He reached out and squished your face gently in his hands.

You squished his, too, not wanting him to get the final squish, and sank back into the pillows behind you as a contented blush flooded your cheeks.

Your fiancé shook his head playfully as he reached over your shoulder and tugged on your ponytail lightly. “If I could, I would drink that smile right off your mouth.”

Only one silent moment later your peace was disturbed by a persistent poking at your ribs. “Baby. Babe. Baby. YYYYY/NNNNN.”

“What?”

“Look over there,” Shawn pointed, and like putty in his hands, your head swiveled right into his hands. Before you could think, your lips were being smothered in sloppy, affectionate kisses.

“Shawn.” you feigned annoyance at his behavior, but he responded only with a smirk and a shrug. “Baby, you have to let me get up and ready now since you were too busy obeying me to obey me.”

“Fine,” he replied, pouting slightly as he lifted up the covers to let you get up. “I’ll be in the studio until you’re ready for me. Gimme one last kiss before you go.”

You leaned down and wrapped an arm around his shoulders as you blessed his lips with a warm, heartfelt kiss. “Happy birthday, Shawnie.”

“One more,” he called just as you’d turned around. “I don’t think the last one took.”

You shook your head wordlessly as you leaned down to kiss his lips once again.

As soon as you pulled away, his mouth opened to ask for one more, but he stopped when he saw the expression on your face; eyebrows arched, lips pursed, adoring glitter dancing in your eyes.

“You… are… exasperating,” you mumbled between pecks.

~~~

The soft strumming of Shawn’s guitar drew you into his home studio once you’d finished putting together his last-minute birthday surprise.

He looked up when you entered the room, but didn’t stop playing, although the chords he strummed out changed ever so slightly. He began singing softly and sweetly as you squeezed into the bucket chair beside him. You recognized the song as the first song you had slow danced to as a couple.

“When you smile,” he began, “the whole world stops and stares for a while because you’re amazing just the way you are.”

“Aww,” you cooed, letting your head rest in the warm, smooth area between your fiancé’s neck and head, blinking fast and acting chipper to distract your eyes from welling up. “Good job, baby.”

~~~

A/n 2.1 i sat on how to end this for way too long, so my apologies if it was abrupt 🙃 it’s not my finest work but I haven’t written fanfiction in forever, so excuse the quality

taglist: @chocochipcookie305 @fishingirl12 @monikamendes @sonder444 @yournameoneverypage

[mywrittingwonderland]

3. Action!

Hello Pretty people!! Long time no see! I hope you had an incredible New Year and can forgive me for my absence! Enjoy some more of Sophia :) -----------------

“Hi!” Sophia smiled, answering Shawn’s call.

“Where are you?”. He promptly asked.

“I am home, why?”. She asked, confused. They still hadn’t have the time to talk about the kiss or the kisses that followed that night. Two days had passed, and Sophia knew Shawn was busy finishing up some last-minute changes in his album, so she understood the situation. 

“I was wondering if I could pick you up? I mean, I know it’s last minute, but I really wanted you to watch me recording my new single, if you want of course?” He said, already nervous at the thought of her saying no.

“I would love to go! I will just have change, when will you get here”. She asked, trying to picture an outfit for going to a studio. 

“Soooo… I am kinda here already”. He said, making her heart race for a second.

“What?” She asked instinctually and proceeded to walk to the door to greet him. “Hello”. She said, hanging up the phone and looking at a very flushed Shawn. He had his left arm resting on the entrance, and when she opened the door, he had a puppy-apologetic face.

“Hi”. He said, finally greeting her with a hug.

“What if I said no?”. She playfully smacked him on his arm, trying to sound mad, but little did she know in his mind she was being extra cute, and all he wanted was to feel her lips on his again.

“I don’t know, I just was driving to the studio”. He stopped to remove a string of her hair falling in her face. “And I got distracted, so I ended up here.” He said, getting closer to her, and touching their noses. “I guess my brain was unconsciously telling me that I had to see you…”. He completed his thought and briefly looked into her eyes, silently asking for permission to kiss her, which she granted with a shy smile. 

These two days without seeing her had been a tiny bit of torture to him, and all he could think about was to feel her touch him one more time. And he took his time caressing every inch of her mouth in a slow, loving, and much-anticipated kiss.

“Do you mind waiting a few minutes?”. She asked, nose still attached to him; he took some seconds just taking in her scent before calmly addressing her question.

“Of course not, take your time, although I don’t really think you really need to change, is up to you of course”. He said, feeling a bit nervous all of a sudden, butterflies back in his stomach. He wondered if she would always cause that effect on him. She pecked his lips before detaching from him, which caused him to involuntarily let out a soft grunt in response.

“I will be fast, I promise”.  

She proceeded to go to her room and decided to go for a comfy outfit, as she would probably be there with him for some time. “A skirt and a sweater it is”. She said to herself before she could start to overthink. She was out again in 10 minutes and ready to go.

“Wow, yeah… you”. Shawn said after looking at her, she looked very cuddly, and he wasn’t sure how he would be able to focus on anything but her. “You are very gorgeous”. He said, leaning in and kissing her again; she smiled into the kiss at how distracted he was around her.

“Thank you, but should’t we go? I don’t wanna make you late”. She stated, making him look at the clock.

“You haven’t, don’t worry, we have time to get there, but maybe we should stay just a bit longer…”

———————

As Sophia predicted, they did end up being late, but if she was being honest, it didn’t seem like Shawn cared, and she wasn’t caring much about it herself; she also had missed him. Of course, to make things even harder, he was getting distracted by Sophia being there, he couldn’t really focus on the camera, and he messed up the guitar's notes twice. Connor then made a proposition.

“Sophia, come here, I want you to do something”. Shawn could not hear what Connor asked her, but he could see her cheeks getting red while she was nodding to her best friend. They left the room together and didn’t return for another two minutes.

“Wait… where did you send her?”. Shawn asked as soon as Connor got back without Sophia.

“Calm down Romeo, she will be back in a bit”. Connor said, having fun of the situation. “In the mean time, I will start the song again, okay?”. Shawn reluctantly nodded and tried focusing for the 50th time. 

Sophia had a straightforward task which was to make him seem nervous, but she was finding herself in a very comic position as the thought of making him nervous made her nervous. The song was about them, and she really was not expecting that when he invited her. The thought of him returning home from their first date and writing a song about it made her smile to herself. She had to take a few deep breaths to steady her heart and head before entering from the back door and positioning herself behind Shawn’s chair. 

She instantly smiled to herself when she felt him shiver at the first touch of her hands. She moved to his heart and felt when his hand pressed against hers. She moved her hands thru his face and ear lobe, and she felt a small involuntary giggle escape his throat. Sophia could feel he was smiling, even without looking at his face, his heart was racing very fast, and he had never been so nervous in his life, he thought. She really knew what to do with her hands, and it all just felt so right and happy.

“Perfect! Perfect guys!”. Connor said after Shawn had let a louder giggle escape this time. “I think that’s a wrap”. He smiled at the footage in his hand.

Sophia immediately started to move her hands away from him and stand up, but he turned around and wrapped her hands into his. They looked at each other for seconds, wishing they were alone. And as if reading both of their minds, Shawn pulled her backstage and locked the door to prevent anyone from interrupting them.

“The song…”. Sophia whispered, hands still attached to him.

“Yeah… I just…”. He tried to form a coherent sentence but was suddenly lost in her blue eyes. “I…” He tried again, but then he just gave up and went for a kiss; he only stopped when he felt her smile and felt the need to smile too. “I would like to ask if you want to be my girlfriend?”

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[buck-nialled]

☀︎ PURELY PLATONIC MASTERLIST ☀︎

[a list of my platonic roomie posts in a *sorta* order]

1. how it happened

2. purely platonic pt. one

3. beverage of champions

4. purely platonic pt. 2

5. leftovers

6. purely platonic pt. 3

7. purely platonic pt. 4

8. to be so horny (sniffles)

9. purely platonic pt. 5

10. can’t handle the heat

11. spoiler alert

12. podcast pals

13. the first snowfall

14. matchmaker, matchmaker

[pammyloumendkens]

🙏HÉLP(Me)...

...🤔I🤬

🧐ÍF There=Some1🤨Willin'2Help,Find A Shawn-Blurb/Story Back Again🤷‍♂️🤷‍♀️...

...I Read ÍT On "Wattpad" Originally,ÍT CÓÚLD B Posted Over HÉRÉ On "Tumblr" AsWell...ÍT Was A Shawn-B-Day-Writin',WHÍCH Resulted In U&UR Sis;Doin' U KNÓW WHÁT-THÍS Was Her 1St(Time)-&I WÓÚLD🤬❤️2Read ÍT Again On UR UpCummin' B-Day

[sharryflowersm]

In the Studio- S.M

This is a request: the request for this blurb can be found here 

Word Count: 2.7k

Request: “can u do one that like shawn and the reader are a thing and all their friends knew and the reader like works at the studio. one day the reader walks in on shawn and camila almost kissing and being all sexy. then shawn and the reader have fight because the reader wants to know what they are to each other, but in the end its fluff and all cute and all their friends support it and love it”

If you’d like to submit a request, my requests are open! You can do so here

“Good morning (Y/N).” I hear someone say as I walk into the building I know all too well.

“Good morning Linda.” I say as I give her a small wave using the same hand to push the door to the hallway. I walk down the hallway to the studio. I open the door to the familiar room and notice that Thomas and Nate are already sitting in their chairs, both of them on their phones. “Morning guys,” I say as I put my tote bag behind my usual chair. I sit down and pull out my phone. I notice I have new messages from our group chat.

Shawn: Will be running a few minutes late!

Shawn: Did everyone have breakfast?

No Thomas replied

Just had some coffee Nate replied

Not yet I type out

“I could’ve slept in a little longer if I knew he was going to be running late.” I say to Nate and Thomas.

“He’s probably just nervous,” Nate says.

I look at Nate and ask, “about what?”

Nate looks up at me and says, “Camila is supposed to be coming to the studio today.” I notice Nate’s outfit, he’s wearing a button up with some jeans. I look at Thomas and he’s wearing his usual T-shirt and jeans. I look down at my choice of clothing, a t-shirt and some yoga pants. We didn’t have to wear uniform or proper attire since we spent long hours at the studio, but it was times like this when I wished that we did have a uniform. “Well I feel underdressed,” I mumble to myself. Nate doesn’t say anything. I sigh out of exhaustion from not having enough sleep. I prop my elbow on the table in front of me and rest my head on my palm. A few minutes later, Shawn pops his head up and he is holding a cup holder with 4 coffees. Brian follows him behind holding a coffee of his own.

“Sorry guys, I had to make a quick stop to get you all some caffeine for today after that long night last night.” He hands a cup to Thomas, then he hands another cup to Nate. He walks over to me with a coffee in his hand, “Cream and sugar just how you like it.” He hands me the coffee and places a kiss on the top of my head. I mutter out a “thank you.”

“Did (Y/N) ask for that kiss with her coffee?” We hear Brian tease from the other side of the room. Shawn laughs and I feel my face begin to heat up.

“That’s how she likes her coffee, cream and sugar with a kiss,” I hear Shawn say. I look down at my coffee hoping they don’t see my grin. I look up at Shawn, and he’s looking down at me smiling. He leans in and wraps his arms around my shoulders from behind, his chin tucked into my neck.

He whispers against my neck, “you smell good.” I shake my head, “you’re delusional, I didn’t even shower last night. I got home and went straight to bed.”

He kisses my neck and mumbles against my collarbone, “I told you to stay the night at my place. You smell like lavender and vanilla. I could stay here all day.” I giggle and we hear the door open. Shawn unwraps his arms from me and distances himself. We always try to be cautious with whoever enters the room. We don’t want someone from the office letting the media know that Shawn is snuggled up in the studio with his song-writer/ producer, (Y/N). Nate, Thomas, Brian, and Scott are the only ones who know we are affectionate with one another. We notice that it’s only Scott so Shawn wraps his arms around me again. He snuggles into my neck while I sip on my coffee.

“Did you read the final lyrics?” I ask Shawn.

He shakes his head, “No I thought we had finished before we went back to my apartment.” I shake my head and reach for my bag. I pull out my notebook, “I changed the lyrics of the third verse, I wanted to make it more about regret. Can you read them and tell me if you like it? If you don’t like it, we could switch back to the lyrics from last night.” Shawn looks at the notebook and begins to hum the tune. He starts to sing the third verse with my lyrics. Scott comes over and reads over the notebook.

“I was thinking they could both sing the last two lines together and create a big buildup at the end.” Scott finishes reading the lyrics and nods his head. “I can hear what you want.” I smile at Scott, “Shawn?” Scott says as he waits for Shawn’s response. Shawn reads them again. “I like the new lyrics. It doesn’t hurt to record these lyrics and if they don’t go with the rest of the track we can stick to the original lyrics.”

“You are underestimating my talent Mendes,” we hear Thomas say from the other side of the room. He laughs and then looks at me, “You’re awesome. I love your ideas.” He leans in and kisses my lips. I smile and kiss him back. We hear the door handle turn and we all look to the door. A petite brunette stands at the entrance. She’s wearing a baby blue romper with her hair in a braid. Shawn immediately walks over to her, “Hey Camila, we were all waiting for you to get started. Let me introduce you to my crew.” He points to Thomas, “that’s Thomas, one right next to him is Nate.” He points to me, “This is (Y/N), you know Brian and Scott.” We all smile at her and wave. She says “Hey guys, I’m excited to work with you all.”

Scott takes the lead and says, “Okay now that we are all caffeinated, let’s get you both to the mics and start recording this song.” We all nod and Shawn and Camila go to the microphones in the booth. They put the headphones over their heads. I press the call button, “Are you guys able to hear us?” They both nod and Shawn gives me a thumbs up.

“Great. Thomas will give you the countdown for the first verse.” Thomas takes over the call button and says, “You guys will hear the track and I’ll start the countdown for Shawn to start singing.” We hear the song start to play and then Thomas puts his hand up and begins the countdown with his fingers. Starting at five, then 4, and so on. Shawn sings the first line, and I’m in awe of how he puts so much emotion into his songs. I smile, staring at him noticing how he has eyes closed and is focused on feeling the lyrics and not on who is watching him. He finishes his part and Camila has to sing the beginning of the chorus. She turns to Shawn and starts to sing, he makes eye contact with her and smiles at her. She’s singing to him like the lyrics are from her and she’s singing about him. My stomach clenches at the thought of Camila meaning those lyrics. She’s singing my lyrics. Those are words I wrote to Shawn. Shawn joins for the second part of the chorus and they are staring at each other with smiles on their faces. I look at both of them and notice the chemistry between them.

I’m interrupted by Thomas stopping the track, “That was good you guys, I just need you guys to sing the last two lines, you ended at different times.” I look at Shawn and he is smiling at Camila, “It was all Shawn’s fault. I started and ended perfectly.” She says through the microphone. Shawn looks at her and raises an eyebrow, Camila laughs and swings her hand to hit his shoulder playfully, “I’m just kidding.” Shawn laughs and shakes his head playfully, “alright let us know when to start.” I feel a lump in my throat and my hands are crossed over my chest. The track plays once again and the two start to sing, “is someone jealous?” I hear Brian say. I look at him and he has a small smirk on his face. I scoff at Brian and respond, “Not at all.” Brian shakes his head, “Your ears are turning green.” I roll my eyes and say, “I'm not jealous.”

I look back at them and they are staring at each other like they were in love with each other, or at least that’s what it seems like to me. I uncross my hands and place them on my lap trying to show Brian I am not jealous. We record and re-record certain parts of the song and I have to pretend that I don’t know what jealousy is.

Soon enough it’s lunch time and I am desperate to get some food in my system. We usually all leave the studio to get what we want so there is no disagreement on what we want. Shawn comes up to me smiling and I force myself to smile back. “What are we getting for lunch?” he asks. “I don’t know, what are you craving? I could go and grab it.” Shawn and I usually grab lunch together, we always take a ride to the restaurant. “I’m thinking something from Frank’s Deli?” I nod immediately craving one of their famous steak sandwiches. “Brian do you want something from Frank’s Deli?” I ask. He looks up from his phone and gets up, he walks over to us, “Hell yeah. Can I come with you?” I nod and I start to grab my keys and my bag. We exit the room leaving Shawn and Thomas in the studio. I walk to my car with Brian following close behind. I unlock the door to my car and we pull out of the parking lot to our destination, Frank’s Deli. Brian immediately starts to change the radio and puts it on a random station, “Were you actually jealous of Shawn and Camila?” I sigh, hoping this conversation wouldn’t follow me outside the studio. I swallow feeling a lump in my throat, “Yeah, I was.” Brian lowers the music down.

“Why? I’m sure they are just practicing for when they have to perform this in front of thousands of people.”

“Yeah but it looked like she meant those lyrics. She sang them like she wrote them for him. I wrote those lyrics.” I say trying not to get agitated.

“Did you write those for him?” I nod, “yeah I’m a songwriter, I wrote them so he could use them.” I say avoiding the real question.

“That’s not what I meant, (Y/N). Did you write those lyrics about him?” I can feel Brian’s stare on me waiting for my response.

“I did.” I don’t look at Brian keeping my attention on the road. I hear Brian breathe deeply, “why don’t you tell him how you feel?”

“Because I don’t know what we are Brian. I don’t know if I’m on my way to being a girlfriend, am I just a friend? Am I someone he just uses to pass the time?”

“You never know if you don’t ask.”

We leave the deli and head back into the car, we don’t say anything to each other on the way back because Brian is eating fries from the bag and I’m thinking of ways to ask Shawn what we are. I park the car and we walk back into the building. We both wave at Linda, the receptionist. Spending a little bit of time away from the studio helped clear my mind and I’m feeling much better.

“You better not have eaten from my fries,” I say, warning Brian while I try to balance the cup holder and our drinks.

“I grab from all containers, that way it’s even.” I hear him say behind me. I laugh, shaking my head. Brian walks in front of me to open the door. Brian opens the door wide open. I see Shawn leaning down into the same brunette from earlier. Their noses are touching and lips are centimeters apart. I freeze, not being able to go through the door’s threshold. Their lips meet briefly. Brian clears his throat and that causes the two to separate from each other. Shawn looks up at me and I feel my eyes begin to tear up. I place the drinks on the table and turn around heading where I came from. I hear the door shut behind me, thankful that Brian closed it as soon as I left. I hear the door’s handle try to open and I hear some shouts, “Brian let me out!” I try to walk faster hoping I get to my car and drive as far away as possible.

“(Y/N)!” I hear Shawn say behind me. I pick up my pace and I reach the lobby before I feel a hand on my shoulder, damn Shawn and his long legs.

I turn around to face him, seeing a worried Shawn in front of me, “(Y/N) that kiss didn’t mean anything. She’s been flirting with me this whole time.” I wipe my eyes, “Shawn if you didn’t want the kiss to happen, you wouldn’t be leaning in. You were leaning in. Besides, I don’t know why I am crying. I don’t care. We aren’t anything to each other, we're just friends who kiss and sleep together.” Shawn looks at me with hurt on his face.

“What are you saying?” He asks, his eyes tearing up.

“What are we Shawn?” I say waiting for a response.

“I-” Shawn struggles to find an answer.

“You see you don't even know what we are!” Shawn grabs my arms and begins to kiss my hand “(Y/N) please” I shake my head hoping tears won’t fall from my eyes.

“Shawn let me go. You don’t owe me an explanation. We don’t know what we are to each other.” I free my hand from his hold and begin to walk away. I hold my arm against my chest and I walk closer towards the door.

“I don’t know what we are, but I know what I feel. I’m in love with you (Y/N).” I stop walking, registering all of the words that came from his mouth. I turn around facing him. He walks towards me and holds both of my hands, “I didn’t want to make the wrong move and mess this up. I didn’t know if you felt the same way. I wrote a whole song for you hoping you would listen to the lyrics and understand they were for you.”

I look at Shawn thinking what song he could possibly be talking about. He interrupts my thoughts as if he was reading my mind, “When You’re Ready.” I choke up remembering how much he spent trying to perfect that song. “I love that song.” He wraps his arms around me and places a kiss on my temple, “so baby are you ready?” I nod and wrap my arms around Shawn. He holds my face and says, “I’ve loved you for the longest time, (Y/N). I was so scared that if I said something, I would lose you. I didn’t want to lose you so I kept my feelings quiet having you the way you’d let me. Tell me you’re ready to be mine.” He says as he kisses my lips. “I’m ready, Shawn. I also wrote the song you’re recording right now for you. I love you Shawn.”  He kisses my lips one more time. 

He holds my hand on our way back to the studio not caring who from the office looks and tells the world that Shawn Mendes was kissing or holding hands with his songwriter/producer (Y/N) (Y/L/N).