Magcon Imagines

Shawn Mendes

The doctors office was always nerve wracking for me and Shawn. Our past experiences were the darkest moments in our relationship. We both sat quietly in the waiting room, not bothering to speak. The thoughts rolling in my mind were enough to fill the silence. In the background I could hear nurses speaking to previous patients and the telephone line ringing.

A short in pink scrubs walked into sight, "Mendes?" she called for us. I looked at Shawn nervously as we both stood up and walked into the light blue room. I knew my role as I walked up to the lined bed and sat down on it. My hand searched for Shawn's for comfort, already expecting the worst. He squeezed my hand in reassurance and kissed the back of it. I sighed and squeezed his hand back.

After the nurse gave me a check up we patiently waited again for the doctor. I hate waiting in doctors offices, it forces me to jump to conclusions, which for me, is the worst thing possible.

Eventually a tan man with dark hair knocked on the door and walked into the room. He wore glasses on his face, typical. He cleared his throat as he began to speak, "Mr. and Mrs. Mendes it's nice to meet you, I'm Dr. Keller" he started. We went through the usual; how I was feeling, what I had been eating, if I was sleeping well. Eventually he couldn't sugar-coat it anymore, "We've analyzed your lab results. I'm terribly sorry to tell you this.. but it looks like (Y/N) just can't hold a baby. It's too unhealthy for her, her body can't handle it. If she was to suddenly get pregnant, I'm sad to report that she would most likely loose the baby" he said glumly. My world shattered. My eyes searched for Shawn, tears lining my eyelids. His brown eyes met mine. He was being a man and holding in his tears, but I couldn't, I immediately started crying.

"There's no solution? Nothing we can do, egg transplants whatever the deal is? We can't fix it?" Shawn begged. Dr. Keller nodded his head slowly.

"If that were to happen you would have a high risk pregnancy. There's no telling what could happen. You could loose the baby, the baby could come out premature, mutations inside the body could form when the baby is maturing" he stated. Shawn was now by my side, holding me closely to his chest. I didn't speak, knowing whatever I said, it couldn't change anything.

"Thank you doctor" I spoke softly, standing up and retrieving my purse. He nodded and left the room, leaving us in our misery. We follows behind him shortly, regaining our composure. As we exited the hospital, we got many sympathetic looks from the nurses, working on our case.

We arrived home and sat in silence. I sat on the sofa reading a book while Shawn worked on his laptop. "We could adopt" he said breaking the dead air. I looked at him with no hope left in me.

"Shawn-" I started. He quickly interrupted me.

"I can't take no for an answer (Y/N), I just can't!" He shouted, "Something good has to come out of this, we can help a child, we can be parents still!" He said smiling at me. I smiled softly and grabbed his hand.

"Something good isn't gonna happen Shawn. We can't have our own kids, we can't together. You can, and I know you want your own kids" I said, "Maybe something good can happen" I felt my cheeks heat up and the smile disappear.

"If you're suggesting I have a child with someone else you're crazy. You're depressed, we'll get through this together" he reassured me. I cracked again, tears streaming down my face. I hugged Shawn for comfort as my face lay nuzzled in his chest, "Shh, we'll get through this together baby" he comforted me, rubbing my hair with one hand and holding me with his other.