Shawn Mendes Imagines

Overtime

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I checked the clock again.

6:27 P.M.

I rolled my eyes and tapped my foot on the ground while I sat on the couch.

I was waiting for Shawn to come home. He had left me a message earlier telling me he was working late again today and that he would be home around 7.

The door finally opened and Shawn walked in.

"Hi Shawn." I said, getting up to hug him.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him.

"Hey babe."

"Wanna cuddle?" I asked, pulling him towards the couch.

He didn't move.
"Uh sorry. I'd love to but, uh, my day at work really stressed me out."

I sighed.
"Oh. Okay."

He kissed my forehead.
"Tomorrow munchkin. I promise."

THE NEXT DAY

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Hey baby." Shawn replied.

"What's up?" I asked while pausing my show on the TV.

"I just wanted to let you know that, uh, I'm working overtime today. I'll be home around 7."

I sighed. That means he wouldn't have any time for me again when he gets home.

"Okay." I said quickly before hanging up.

Shawn has been coming home late this whole week. I felt bad that he's had so much to do lately. I had made some muffins earlier and decided to bring them to him at work.

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I knocked on his office door and waited for him to open it.

I heard some shuffling in his office before he finally opened the door, sticking only his head out.

"Hi, baby girl." He said letting out a deep breath. "What are you uh, what are you doing here?"

He looked as if he was about to pass out at any minute.

"Um, I brought you some muffins I made since I felt bad that you couldn't come home. Are you alright? Your face is bright red." I questioned him.

He looked back into his room.
"Yup, yeah its just uh, hot in here thats all. Just really hot."

"Okay. Can I come in so we can share these muffins?" I asked.

"Uh, no sweetie."

I looked at him, confused.

"Well, what I mean is. I have tons of stuff on my desk right now, theres no room. I'll take the muffins, but why dont you just go home and relax, okay?"

I looked over at his desk to see that it was wiped clean. Empty.

"Shawn what are you talking about? Theres nothing on your desk! Why are you lying to me?"

I quicky pushed the door open to reveal a small brunette left in only her undergarments.

I looked over at Shawn who was left only in a shirt and briefs.

"What the hell?" I asked, dropping the muffins on the ground in shock.

Shawn looked at me with guilt in his eyes.

"Is this why you've been coming home late? Because of this work?" I asked, pointing at the girl.

"Baby, please."

"No Shawn! I can't believe you. I sit at home and wait for you so we can hang out but instead you have fun over here at 'work' ." I said angrily.

I started to walk out but Shawn grabbed my wrist, turning me around

"Please, (y/n)." He said softly.

"Just tell me one thing. How long has this been going on." I asked him with my eyes shut. I couldn't even look at him right now.

"A month..." He answered back, choking up a little on his words.

"A month?" I repeated, opening my eyes in shock.

He guility nodded his head.

"I'm sorry Shawn. I never thought you would do something like this." I said, shaking my head and walking out.

"I'm sorry baby please! I really-"

"SHAWN! Stop! I'm not your 'baby' anymore." I said walking away.

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