Shawn Mendes Imagines

Boyfriend

A/N: i hope this imagine gives you serious feels...can we get it to 100 votes bc it includes shawn w kids???

"Hey, doll," Shawn walked through the front door, undoing his tie and tossing it on the white couch.

He slid his hand around my waist, pecking my lips before looking around the living room, "Where's my baby girl?" He pouted, not seeing our daughter anywhere.

"She's really upset," I drew my lips together, "she's been in her room since she got home from school, and she won't let me talk to her. Maybe you can try," I whispered, resting my hand against his chest, playing with the buttons of his black dress shirt.

"Alright," he sighed, "let me see what's going on," he quickly pressed his lips against mine once more before heading for her room. I followed close behind, standing beside her bedroom door as Shawn gently knocked on it.

"Baby girl? It's daddy. Can we talk?" He called softly from behind the white door.

The four-year old opened up the door a tiny bit, rubbing her teary eyes.

Shawn pushed it open a little more, seeing her small figure standing on the wooden floor, her sunflower dress a wrinkled mess on her body.

"Oh, come here, baby," he cooed, swiftly picking her up in his arms, holding on to her tight and swaying side to side as she sobbed quietly into his shirt.

"Shh, baby girl, it's okay, daddy's here," he rubbed her back soothingly, sitting down on her bed, still holding her in his arms.

Shawn sat her down on his lap, cupping her small face in his large hands, rubbing her tear-stained cheeks with the pads of his thumbs.

"Shh, princess, come on, don't cry," he whispered, kissing her forehead gently, "you're making daddy sad."

She shook her head, taking in sharp breaths every once in a while.

Shawn took her hands in his, kissing them and playing with her small, chubby fingers.

"Did something happen at school?" Shawn tilted her chin up, her eyes turned red, cheeks a bright pink as she nodded her head.

He sighed, running his fingers through her dark, brown hair, "What happened, baby?"

She took in a deep breath before huffing, turning to face Shawn.

"A-All the girls in m-my class have boyfriends," she pouted, "and I don't have one, it's not fair."

Shawn chuckled a little, but quickly stopped himself, as not to upset her.

"They always b-brag about their boyfriends, daddy," she sniffled, looking down at Shawn holding her hands.

I stood in the doorframe, watching the two talk quietly to each other, smiling to myself at what a great father Shawn was.

"I'll tell you what," Shawn whispered, looking down at her, tucking a small strand of her messy, tangled hair behind her ear, "I'll be your boyfriend."

"R-Really?" Her face lit up, a small gleam of hope in those caramel colored eyes.

"Yep," he laughed, picking her up spinning her in the air, "now give me a kiss," he puckered his lips as she quickly pecked them before wrapping her tiny arms around his neck, twisting his short strands of hair between her fingertips.

"Now," Shawn rested her on his hip, "will you dance with your new boyfriend?"

She giggled, patting the top of his head, "Yup!"

She put her small hand on top of Shawn's large one, his hand engulfing hers as the two of them slow-danced around the bedroom.

"I love you, daddy," she whispered, laying her head on his shoulder, Shawn still swaying to the imaginary music, "thanks for being the bestest boyfriend ever, ever, ever."

Shawn chuckled, kissing her rosy, pink cheek, "I love you too, baby girl."

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don't go commenting how this is "weird" ok ur parents have probably kissed your lips when u were little too so shuT UP.

-Rebecca

p.s. - only 40k until 1M is aNYONE ELSE SCREAMING BECAUSE IM JUST YGH WHAT