A/N: This imagine is for @cxm_dxllxs, hope you like it !
"Hey, how's my girl?" Shawn smiled as I walked into the room.
He laid back on the bed, wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt, the television remote in hand.
"Who's sweatshirt is this, hm?" He smiled widely, taking my hand in his and playing with my fingertips, "looks pretty familiar," he winked.
"I like this one," I replied, looking down at myself, pulling at the sleeves of Shawn's maroon hoodie, "it's comfy."
He chuckled, motioning for me to come closer to him, "Come here, you look so cozy, I wanna cuddle."
A small smile playing on my lips, I crawled into the bed, sitting on Shawn's lap facing him, wrapping my legs around his waist, my arms hung tightly around his neck, snuggling my face into the crook of his neck.
His hands rested on the small of my back, pulling me closer to him, ridding of the small space between the heat of our bodies.
"It's okay, baby, that sweatshirt looks better on you than it ever did on me," he kissed my head, his hands moving up to my hair, gently playing with the ends, the two of us quietly swaying back and forth in each other's arms.
"I love you," I mumbled into his neck.
"I love you too, baby girl," he whispered, kissing my jaw, creating a swarm of butterflies in my stomach as he always did whenever we were together.
"Can you do something for me?" I mumbled, my eyes falling heavy as I laid my head against his shoulder.
"Anything," he smiled, gently running his fingers through my hair.
"Can you sing to me, please?" I asked, picking up my head to look at him, batting my eyelashes.
"Hm, I'll need some sort of payment," he smiled cheekily, small crinkles forming at the sides of his eyes, one of the many signs of his happiness.
Pulling away to look at him, I placed my hands on his cheeks, caressing his soft skin with the pads of my thumbs, "What do you want?"
"How about a kiss?" he smiled, before shutting his eyes and puckering his plump, pink lips.
Pecking his rosy lips, I pulled away as he sighed in content, "Okay, I'll sing to you."
Giggling, he rolled over so we laid down on the cream colored bedsheets, facing each other.
Shawn sang quietly, his angelic voice filling my ears I relaxed at the familiar sound. His fingers ran through my hair, tucking a small piece behind my ear, his cool, minty breath fanning my face.
My eyes fell heavy with every note he sang. The way his voice sounded against my ear made me so content. His gentle tone, combined with the way his body was wrapped loosely around mine, put me at ease.
"Happy?" He smiled as my eyes slowly opened and closed.
Nodding my head, I returned the smile, shifting closer to him on the bed as he switched off the lamp beside our bed.
"I'm guessing you want to sleep now, huh?" He chuckled, his hand gently caressing my head.
"Mhm," I mumbled, resting my head against his chest as he held me tight against his body.
"Wait," I whispered, backing up, my hands trailing down his sides, my fingers tugging at the hem of his shirt, "I want it off."
"Alright," he chuckled again as I pulled it up and over his head, revealing his toned abdomen.
"Much better," I mumbled, reaching up to run my fingers through his messy, brown hair, before wrapping my arms around his torso again, his leg thrown over mine as we laid there.
"I love you so much," I heard him whisper into my ear before the two of us fell asleep, entangled in each other's arms.
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FanfictionSometimes I make up scenarios about Shawn in my head. copyright 2015 @mendessmuffin ❁ ❁ ❁ Highest rankings: #1 under Shawn Mendes imagines #2 under Shawn Mendes #3 under fan-fiction warning: some imagines may contain strong language and/or sexual...
