Shawn Mendes Imagines

No Shirt

A/N: damn my baby looks so good tonight and cAN WE TALK ABOUT LEAH TOO SHES STUNNING I CANT I LOVE HER SM. i wish her and shawn were together haha.

"Come on, Shawn, let's go home, baby," I took his hands, leading him out of the venue door and back into our car.

"You look so pretty," Shawn giggled madly, his head rolling loosely around as I drove home.

"Thank you, baby boy," I laughed as we returned home, holding onto his hand as I helped him get out of his seat and into the house.

"Come here," I mumbled, bringing him into our bedroom and sitting him down on the edge of the bed.

"I feel funny," Shawn smiled, his cheeks a fiery red as he ran a hand through his hair, "this is soft," he mumbled, touching his short strands of hair.

"Yes it is," I chuckled, beginning to unbutton his shirt, "do you want a t-shirt, or no shirt?" I asked as he sat there, his eyes gently opening and closing.

"No shirt," he nodded quickly, "I'm hot."

He threw his hands up in the air as my hands reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it off of his body.

"Wait, wait," he mumbled, grabbing it out of my hand and slipping it back on his body, murmuring a few inaudible words as he redressed, "(y/n) is the only girl I can undress in front of," he grinned as his name left my lips.

"Oh, sorry!" I giggled, throwing my hands up in defense.

"It's okay," he looked up, smiling cutely, "she's the only one that gets to see this monster!" He yelled, pointing down at his pants.

"Oh my god," I laughed, sitting down beside him and resting my hand on his thigh, "it's me, Shawn, (y/n)?"

His face lit up as he repeated my name again, softly.

"(Y/n)?" He whispered, turning to me and smiling, "My baby!" He yelled, embracing me in a tight hug as the two of us rolled onto the bed, giggling.

"I love you, I love you, I love you!" He sang, leaving small kisses all over my face.

"I love you too," I replied in between laughs, cupping his face in my hands before pressing my lips against his, "you're so cute when you're drunk."

He laid beside me on the bed, his face tucked into the crook of my neck, his arms wrapped around my waist.

"Yeah, but you're cute all the time," he mumbled as I continued to run my hands through his hair.

I laughed as he sat up a bit, slipping off his shirt.

"Now that you're here," he slurred, reaching for his belt buckle, "let's get naked."

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i went back and read my old "drunk" imagine and thought it was kinda cute and decided to do a drunk shawn one haha.

p.s. - can we maybe get this to 50 votes..?

-Rebecca