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al3xcald3r · 11 months

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browbeatstudiodallas · 3 years

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dontworrysunflower · 6 years

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Light | Shawn Mendes

(Not my gif)

This is my first imagine! Let me know what you think!

Masterlist in my bio!

The morning light shone through their Toronto apartment. The light giving a yellow hue to the white bedroom. He opens his eyes, but then closes them again, still not adjusted to the sunlight. He rubs his eyes to get rid of the sleep then tries to turn, but he feels a pressure on his chest. He looks down and is met with dark, curly hair strewn about on his chest, the even breathing coming out her slightly chapped lips. The light glowing on her tan colored skin. Her own natural highlight. He throws his head against the headboard of the bed and smiles.

Last night was amazing.

Their clothes still outside the bedroom door shows how eager they both were. The memory of their moans and grunts brings a larger smile to his face. He could live like this forever.

Then the urge to pee comes to him.

He groans softly, not wanting to wake her up. He scoots down to her level and wraps his arms around her, all without waking her up. He takes in a breath, the scent of her filling his nostrils. He admires her soft, sleeping facial features and he thinks, ‘I got so lucky’. He tightens his arms around her and nuzzles his head in between her neck, he kisses the soft skin, before letting go of her and walking to the bathroom.

He returns to the bedroom, a pair of boxers loose around his hips, his hands cold from the water he just washed his hands in the sink.

He walks back into the bed room, and finds his girl sleeping in a new position. Her bare back was on display, the white sheet in contrast to her darker skin is now at her hips. Her small, sleepy face smushed into her pillow, her dark curls falling around her face and back. Beautiful. The grin on his face is endless as he walks back to the bed and crawls his way to her. He starts to kiss at her hip, where the sheet and her smooth skin meet, slightly kissing the sheet. He makes his way up her torso and as he’s mid way he feels her start to shift under his touch. He places a hand on her waist and continues kissing. He pecks at her shoulder and realizes that she has lifted her head up a little in an uncomfortable way, but she smiles nonetheless, because it’s her boy, her everything and then and there she realizes she could wake up like this every day and never get tired of it.

She grins widely at the realization and at him, his face slightly red from the slumber, his tangled curls atop his head call her name to tame, emphasizing the sleep he recently woken up from and their actions from last night. He grins back, leaves one more peck on her shoulder before whispering “morning” and continues up to her cheek. She smiles with teeth now and whispers back “good morning” before falling back on the pillow. He kisses her one last time before turning around and landing on his side of the bed and turns to her. He could do this all day. Nothing but stare in her eyes, his favorite thing to do. He reaches under the covers for her hand, and once he finds a smooth finger, he wraps his hand out it, and he stares into the dark flecks in her eyes. God, he’s got it bad for her and for the first time today, he pecks her lips, all of the loves he’s feeling right now pouring into it. They pull away and she smiles “I love you too” She turns and sits on the edge of the bed. She pushes her hair out of her face, the dark curls cascading down her back. She stretches, arching her back. His eyes widen a little as he watches her. He smirks just a little, the memory of him on top of her flooding his mind. ‘I can make her arch her back’ he thinks. He admires her a little more, the sunlight a beautiful aura around her figure. He scoots behind her, wrapping his muscular arms around her and pulling her on his lap. She places her arms above his. He leans in a puts his head on her shoulder after kissing it, she leans back and turns her face to him and kisses his temple. He kisses her neck and leaves his face there.

“You okay?” She asks him, rubbing her cold nose against his cheek. He nods against her neck

“Jus’ love you” he looks up and looks at her face, the sunlight hitting her cheekbones all in the right places. He kisses her cheek and smiles at her.

“Wanna help me make breakfast?” She asks, rubbing his tattooed arms.

Without answering, he gets up, his arms still wrapped around her, as he walks out the bedroom and to the kitchen, still stark naked. He keeps her in his arms, her feet dangling, because she’s that much shorter than him.

She giggles and squirms in his hold, “Can I at least put on some clothes?” He shakes his head then keeps walking.

“Baby! Shawn, just one article of clothes. Please?”

He sighs and turns around, adjusting her in his arms and walks back to the bedroom. He grabs a shirt of his and shoved it to her chest. “You know honey, I need you to let go of me to put it on” he sighs and puts her down.

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“You have to go to the studio today?” She asks as she watches him put their dirty plates in the sink and turn on the faucet. She watches as his back muscles flex under his skin. She notices the red scratches on his back, blushing at the memory him making her feel so good she couldn’t hold herself back.

“Are you even listening to me (y/n)?” She comes back to reality, her cheeks a darker shade of red from her naughty thoughts and being caught staring and the god like human she calls her boyfriend.

She runs a hand through her unruled curly hair, avoiding his eyes, “Uh..of course”

He dries his hands and turns to me, leaning on the counter “Oh really? Then what did I say?” He smirks, his biceps flexing involuntarily. She clears her throat and plays with her fingers.

“Um, you,”

“It’s okay baby. I get it, you can’t resist me” he smiles, his pearly whites shining at her.

She scoffs and rolls her eyes.

They laugh together for the rest of the morning. The sun not as bright. He gets up from the living room to get ready for the studio.

He walks back in, black skinny jeans hugging his thighs and ass in all the right places. A yellow button up shirt around his torso, still not buttoned. His black boots in his hand. She giggles “Do you need help?” She asks him, standing in front of him, already buttoning his shirt.

He kisses her head and smiles sweetly down at her “Thanks, sweet”. She kissed his chest before buttoning his last button then patting his chest “Alright, go”. She smiles up at him, then walks back around the couch but she’s pulled back, his arms wrapped around her from behind. He kisses the shell of her ear and hugs her tightly. “I love you, I’ll be back soon.” She nods against him “Go be a rockstar for me” she says as she walks him out. She watches him get into his Jeep, watches as he blows her a kiss and drives off, the sunlight blinding her as she watches her boyfriend disappear and walks back in their apartment.

Please bare with me, this is my first Shawn fic! Sorry for any mistakes, enjoy and let me know what you think!

I honestly don’t really like this..

#shawnmendes #shawnmendes imagines #myfirstfanfiction #shawnmendes fluff #my writing #curlsofshawnmasterlist

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dougbaltz · 4 years

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