Shawn Mendes Imagines

Paint

My apartment needed a new paint color. At least that's what Shawn has been complaining about. Man my mother said moving in with a guy is difficult but he would not shut up about the walls. It was a pale yellow color. It had green trimming. I would admit it wasn't the best color. But this was literally the second day we have owned this thing and he would not shut up. So now we sat in the apartment with paper all over the floors and paint cans spread through the main area. I grabbed my phone off the fireplace and turned on a song. Shawn shook his head as I danced around and he started to paint. I took my paint brush and started to sing into the brush.

"Focus Y/N get some work done." Shawn tried to be serious. But I saw right past it.

"No!" I exclaimed and jumped around.

"Y/N," He barked. I stopped and pouted.

"Fine Mr. Meanguy," I grumbled and started to lay paint against the wall with the bristles. The color of pastel blue soon was talking over the yellow and green. That's when I got a evil idea. I scooped up some paint on my brush and then I slapped it against his back. He blasted around with an evil look. I smirked. He grabbed his brush and chased me. I ran around as he angryily followed. I hopped onto the kitchen counter and grabbed the sink hose and pointed it at him. He put his hands up in surrender.

"Put down the brush. Slowly! Then hands behind your back!" I threatened like a cop. He did as so. I smiled proudly. "Thank you sir," He grumbled. Then he flicked the brush at me and pain got all over my face and shirt. I gasped. He laughed obnoxiously, holding his stomach. Dramatic much. I rolled my eyes and hopped off the counter. I interlocked our paint covered fingers and pecked his lips. "You look pretty sexy in blue babe," I winked.

"I'm not a smurf Y/N," He deadpanned.

"Oh let me flirt why don't ya!" He smiled.

"Awe don't worry we got all night to do that," He wrapped his arms around my face. I grabbed the brush and patted his nose. I then shook my finger.

"No sexy until paint is done," I winked deviously.

"You little," I laughed.

"Love you,"

A/N

Happy imagine! Guys its been a long but good day I would say :) I'm pretty content right now. But hit that star and addio (bye in Italian)