🌸Shawn Mendes Imagines🌸

jealous, much? (✔)(🔥)

You slammed the car door, rushing into the house. You didn't care how much noise you made, considering what happened earlier in the club.

Shawn was mad. You didn't even care,you were mad too. You didn't care if he threw the dishes and slammed the fucking doors, he had no right to be mad.

Basically all that happened was Shawn caught you and another guy flirting. You tried to tell him that the guy was flirting with you and you didn't do anything wrong. But Shawn just kept punching the shit out of that guy.

You got home to your shared penthouse and walked straight to your bedroom. You didn't feel like dealing with any shit right now. Your motto in life: take a nap and deal with it later.

You took off your shoes and got into bed, not caring to change.
After a few minutes, you felt the bed sink lightly. It was Shawn.

You turned away, your back facing him. He did the same. There was tension so thick, you could cut it with a machete.

All of a sudden, Shawn started softly singing Imagination. That was your favorite song, because he wrote it about you. His hand found yours and he ran his thumb across the palm of your hand gently. He stopped singing and whispered in your ear "I keep craving you, (Y/n)."

Shivers ran down your spine and it was definitely not because you were cold.

You turned over, facing him.

"I'm sorry that I let that guy flirt with me and I know I shouldn't have. It was wrong of me and I totally regr-"

You were cut off with his soft lips pulling you into a hypnotizing kiss. His tongue had traces of alcohol and peppermint. Your lips fitted perfectly together as your tongues fought for dominance. Your hand found itself entangled in his hair, tugging lightly which got an animalistic growl from him. In need of oxygen, you pulled away. You both were panting heavily, foreheads together.

"That was awesome." He mumbled quietly.

"Round two?" You asked equally breathless.

His lips met yours in answer.

His tongue once again won dominance over yours as he explored your mouth. You let out a soft moan which motivated him more.

As the make out became heated, Shawn removed different items of clothing from your too-hot body. His cold fingers ghosted against your sides. His lips found their way to your neck as he left a trail of love bites along your neck, showing the world that you belonged to him and only him.

Through a series of moans and groans, things not unknown to you took place.

And let's just say, it was the best night of your life.

End.