His bare chest pressed against my back, which was also bare from the actions done last night. His lips lingered on my neck from when he gave me one soft kiss before dozing off into his sleep. The warm, purple blanket was up to my chest as I slowly woke up, turning over carefully so I wouldn't wake Shawn up. It clearly failed because when I turned over, his eyes opened, and he blinked adjusting to the light coming from our bedroom window.
A small smile spread across his face when he saw me awake, staring right back at him with the same smile. I lay on my chest, tracing my finger around the design of the tattoos on his arms. He kissed my forehead, watching me as I focused on the design, which was like art to me. He was art to me, hand crafted by only the best.
With my leg casually draped over his waist, nothing but silence filled the air. Not the awkward kind, but the kind to give butterflies in your tummy. All we were doing was taking in how lucky we were to have each other. Eventually, he bites his lip, admiring my soft skin. He flips us over so he's on top of me, and he leans down to kiss my nose softly making me giggle. His mouth opens, the beautiful sound of his raspy, morning voice escapes,
"Good Morning, love."
i haven't updated in a month shit i'm sorry.
-luna xo
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shawn mendes imagines
Fanfictionfantasies about homeboy bc he's just too hot for any of us. requests: OPEN warning: this book might contain sexual, or triggering content. do not report because you've been warned beforehand. enjoy my imagines! © 2016 book by @picklewatta on wattpad...
