Shawn Mendes Imagines

Stretch Marks

(Y/n)'s PoV

You were getting out of the shower when you realised you forgot a towel. You called your husband Shawn to get you one. He knocked on the bathroom door then opened it to be able to hand you the towel. You closed the door over a bit and took the towel from the small opening in the door, then closing it right after.

"Why are you hiding, baby?"

"Just having a bad day." You replied.

"Let me in." He softly demanded.

"No Shawn...I have no clothes on." You whined, just wanting to dry yourself off and get into your cozy pyjamas.

"I've seen you without clothes before lots of times. Its fine." He persisted.

"Okay." You gave into him, opening the door.

Shawn walked in slowly and you turned away hiding yourself from him.

"Come on baby. Tell me what's wrong." He walked behind you, softly talking in your ear.

"Shawn it's fine it doesn't matter."

"Of course it does baby. I need to know what's wrong so I can help you." He said turning you around, his hand rubbing down the outside of your thigh.

You took Shawn's hand in yours and moved it away from its place on your thigh. He noticed that you didn't want his hand there and looked down to see what was wrong.

"Baby, is this about your stretch marks?" He asked softly.

You nodded your head in response, then placed your head on his chest.

"I can't get rid of them and I really don't like them." You whispered.

"But I like them...They're beautiful."

"No they aren't Shawn...You don't have to lie to make me feel better."

"I'm not lying baby...Plus they look like cute little tiger stripes." He smiled making you giggle into his chest.

He traced his hand over them, then bent down and gave the outside of each of your thighs a kiss, then stood back up.

"They make you, you and I love you so much." He said tilting your head up to look into his eyes.

"I love you too Shawn. Thank you for everything." You smiled, leaning up to give him a kiss