Shawn Mendes Imagines

34: Little Mendes

Y/N's POV:

From Shawn: To Y/N
Hey, beautiful! I can't wait until I can see you again.

The vibrations from my night stand wake me up as Shawn continually texts me. The next thing I know, the sounds of vibrating is replaced by the sound of my bedroom door being opened. I begin to freak out.

"Baby?"

It's Shawn. But Shawn isn't supposed to be home until later on this month. I don't feel like sitting up; my stomach is in the way. Someone sits on the side of the bed, moving the sheets back away from my face. I open my eyes and look up. Sure enough, Shawn's smiling face is the first thing I see. A huge grin lights up my face.

"Shawn!" I squeal, sitting up. I throw my arms around his neck.

"Hi, love! I've missed you so much!" He replies, peppering my cheek with kisses. I lean back a little, locking my lips with his. He breaks the short kiss, moving my hair out of my face.

"I've missed you too!" I smile. He rubs my bulging belly.

"And how is our little boy?"

"He's awesome! He's been moving a ton lately!" I place my hand on his, before he leans in and kisses my stomach lightly. Coincidentally, the baby moves, kicking Shawn in the mouth. I giggle as Shawn sits up, rubbing his lips.

"Ouch, that little sucker can kick." Shawn chuckles. I reach over and pull his lips to mine again, this time with more passion.

"So, what are we going to do today?" I ask, holding Shawn's forehead to mine. He chuckles.

"A ton. We have some stuff to catch up on." He replies.

"Oh, really? I was thinking grocery shopping." I smirk. He laughs again, helping me out of bed.

"That sounds like the best day ever!" He places a kiss on my forehead. I quickly take a shower, rushing to make sure Shawn and I have plenty of time to goof off today.

"Can I join you?" Shawn knocks on the bathroom door as I begin to brush my wet hair. I laugh.

"Of course." I reply, plugging in my hairdryer as he walks in. He looks somewhat disappointed that I'm already dressed. Meanwhile, he strips and climbs in the shower while I take on the chore of drying my hair. I leave the bathroom before Shawn comes out of shower, getting our breakfast ready.

"Those smell phenomenal." Shawn says, coming up behind me. His hands slide around my waist, and his lips connect to my neck as I flip another pancake onto one of our plates. I giggle, grabbing the can of whipped cream I had set out and squirt some on the tip of his nose. He responds by nuzzling his nose into the crook of my neck, smothering the whipped cream everywhere.

"Shawn!" I squeal, grabbing a towel and rubbing my neck off. He grabs his plate.

After the grocery

"Crap." I mumble as I look down at the floor. An unexpected burst of pain goes through my stomach making me groan as liquid travels down my leg.

"Shawn. My water just broke!" I yell, holding my stomach. Shawn comes sliding into the kitchen in his socks to see me leaning against the kitchen cabinets.

"Are you serious?" He asks excitedly. I nod as our little boy moves inside me.

"Yeah, can you get the bags?" I ask, trying not to freak out. It seems like Shawn is everywhere, helping me get new clothes, getting the bags in the car, and putting our dog in his crate. In no time, he and I reach the hospital.

And at 3:24 pm, we had our little Mendes.

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A/N

AGH I FREAKING HATE THIS ONE!!!! Okay, yeah. Sorry.

QOTD: Who is your role model?

AOTD: My dad is because he literally does so much to provide for the family. I love him so much!