Y/n's POV:
Standing in front of our brand new house makes excited shivers go down my spine, considering this is our first house ever. Up until now our home has been apartment after apartmemt, never really having the time to sit in a car and house shop.
"Beautiful eh?" Shawn comes up behind me placing a hand on my shoulder and smiling proudly to himself, "never thought we'd get to doing it."
"Ahhh so confident," i muse, walking out of his touch and picking up a box labeled bed sheets.
All we practically have in the large house is a bed in our room, for that was all we could get on time, and even now it's almost 2 am.
"I'll make the bed," he offers, kissing my cheek and taking the box from me, "Just get whatever you think we'll need princess."
The nickname makes my stomache do flips and the butterflies that were tired, come to life, "okay, thank you."
I watch him and his muscular body make his way to the door, arms flexing, and slightly struggling with the key and the lock before busting in.
Giggling I open the trunk, turning on my phone flashlight to see what the boxes are classified as.
Toiletries
Clothes
Pictures...
I raise my eyebrows at the picture box, not even remembering packing that. Last I checked with shawn, he couldn't find all the old pictures we took and printed.
"Alrighty," i mumble to myself curiously, wanting to check out what we had in there, and smiling at the fact that this isn't exactly something we need like he asked.
I make my way up the walk and on the porch walking into the unlocked door and become stricken with awe. Everything was so mysterious, yet beautiful silloetted in the soft moonlight, making my head spin with pure estacity and relief.
It's everything I dreamed it would be.
I walk up the stairs and see at the end of the hall a door that's closed with light shining under the crack, me instantly knowing that that's our room.
Laughing I walk in carrying the box and plop it down in the half made bed, which is missing a comforter.
"What's this?" He giggles, plopping tiredly on the bed, closing his eyes.
"Our pictures," i squeak, ignoring the late hour and ripping the box open, "i want to go through them muffin."
"It's so late," he whines, checking his phone and tossing it on the carpeted floor, "don't you want to sleep y/n?"
"I will," i sigh, sitting next to his worn body, "but only after we go down memory lane okay?"
Shawn huffed as he sat up, making me want to laugh but instead I reached inside the cardboard box and pulled out the first thing my hand met..
Our dating album.
He instantly bursts out laughing at the picture that I glued on the front, and I join him, in the picture he clearly wasn't happy with cereal all over his pants.
"Nice," he giggles, "can't wait to go through 3 years of dating and seeing more keepers like that."
Before opening the book I glance in the box to see a honeymoon album, a wedding album, and a childhood one.
"Hey these are memories," i punch his arm playfully, "enjoy them."
The first couple pages are hugging pictures, maybe kisses on cheeks, the cute stuff we usually did, "wow we're cheesy," i muse, flipping to the next page.
"Maybe," he glances at a burnt waffle picture and smiles, "and I still can't cook waffles, nothing has changed."
After more cooking failures, we skip pages and flip all the way to the back of the book and I come across a picture shawn's mom must've took of us before a date. I'm wearing a dress that I believe looked beautiful on me and Shawn's wearing a nice suit, which made him look beyond handsome.
"Oh my god no way," he gushes, grabbing the book from my hand to take a closer look at the photo, "i didn't even think she ended up printing this."
In the beloved picture our foreheads our touching with our eyes closed and he's putting on the necklace he bought for me. That night was more special than others because with his job taking so much time, we never had the chance to go on a formal date.
"I remember that night," i whisper leaning on his shoulder and admiring the picture, "that's the first time you said I love you."
He sits up from his hunching position and looks down at me, "first time?"
"Well I mean shawn, you have said it before that picture was taken but that night when you bought that necklace and said those words, I could tell you actually meant it, it all was so amazing." My heart melts at the beautiful memory we shared, "i also never have felt more in love with you, even all the times before then, then in that moment."
Shawn makes me sit up and as soon as I'm facing him, his supple lips meet with mine.
Pulling away he cups my cheek, an action that makes me go crazy, "y/n just to think a year later we got married," he stuffs his face in the crook of my neck and breathes in as i wrap him in a tight embrace.
"I love you," kissing his hair I lay down, us still hugging, him practically laying on top of me.
"I love you too, goodnight babygirl," he whispers, his head never leaving my neck.
"Goodnight."
________________________________________~guess who's back kik
~Leah
