Shawn Mendes Imagines

Champagne Rings

Y/N's POV

"Babe! You ready??" Shawn calls from downstairs.

"Almost!" I reply.

I add one finishing touch to my look; the necklace he got me last year. After giving myself a once over in the mirror, I grab my purse from the bed and head downstairs.

Shawn was taking me on a date for our 3 year anniversary, and he was being rather secretive about it. There he stood in the kitchen, wearing a button up shirt and his usual black skinny jeans.

"You look gorgeous darling," he tells me, giving me a kiss on the cheek. Three years together and he can still make me blush.

"Thanks Shawn..."

He takes my hand and we walk outside to his Jeep. He opens the passenger door for me, and then goes around to the other side.

As we drive, one hand is intertwined with mine and placed on my thigh. The other is on the steering wheel, tapping it repeatedly. He seemed rather nervous.

"Shawn are you alright?" I ask him after a few minutes of continuous tapping.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine.... I've just got a lot on my mind," he answers. He didn't seem very 'fine' but I don't push the topic.

When he finally stops the car and tells me we had arrived, I realized he took me to the restaurant where we had our first date. He smiles, knowing that I would love how cheesy this was. Shawn then takes my hand as we walk to the entrance.

"Reservation for 2, under Mendes," he tells the hostess.

A waiter takes us to our table.

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(fast forward to after you finish eating)

"Just as delicious as you remember?" he asks me once the waiter had cleared our plates.

"Even better I think."

"Good..."

He looks around the room, calling for a different waiter.

"Hi um... can you bring the... thing?" he asks the man, glancing at me.

I look at him confused, but the waiter seemed to know what he was talking about because he nods and walks away.

Apparently the 'thing' was champagne because he returns with two clear glasses that had a blue silk cover. It hid from about halfway up the glass to the top of the stem.

He raises his champagne flute. "To us," he says, and I nod in agreement. We clink our glasses together and take a sip.

A little while later, my glass was empty so I reach over for the bottle to pour myself a refill.

"Babe wait," Shawn says, stopping me. "I... I have to show you something." He licks his lips and takes a breath.

He reaches over for my glass, and pulls off the silk cover, revealing a small shiny thing sitting at the bottom.

"Shawn?" I say, looking over at what it was. He smiles when I gasp in realization.

This whole time, there's been a gorgeous diamond ring in my glass.

He plucks it out of glass, then wipes it clean with a napkin.

My breath hitches in my throat as he pulls me up from my seat, and gets down on one knee.

"Shawn...? What are you...." I trail off.

"Y/N, I love you so damn much. I want to spend the rest of my life with you by my side. I want to make you my wife. Will you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me?"

My mouth couldn't seem to form words so I just nodded quickly.

He smiles widely, and then stands up to kiss me. We pull away, but I keep my arms around his neck and he leaves his hands placed on my waist.

"I love you baby."

"I love you too Shawn."

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