I rolled the dice and sighed as we continued to play the same game we had been playing for hours.
"y/n-" Shawn mumbled.
"Mmh"
"What do you like in a guy?" He asked. I furrowed my eyebrows and glanced at him.
"Er?" I put down my counter and brought my hand to my chin, biting my lip as I thought. "I don't know? Way kind of question even is that?"
"Well, what do you look for in a guy?"
"Oh, I like it when guys are funny, sensitive, sweet, caring. Oh, and I love it when guys were pink pants with a black polar neck shirt with a pink feather bower. For some reason I find those clothing items extremely attractive" he furrowed his eyebrows.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah."
"Okay, by the way, I have to get going" he muttered before grabbing his jacket and slipping on his shoes.
He leaned over and pulled me into a hug and I wrapped my arms around his waist. I inhaled his scent and snuggled closer.
"I know you just love to snuggle me but I have to go" he chuckled. But I held tighter. "Come on, y/n, I'll be back tomorrow. You know I will." I nodded before letting go of my best friend and he headed out the door.
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Standing by my locker, I inspected my hair in the small mirror that was already hung up by the previous tenant. I was listening to Kitty rant on about her 'boyfriend' he wasn't technically her boyfriend though, well not yet as she liked to say. (LOL I don't even talk to boys, what a loser)
"And I mean sometimes he acts like a total asswipe and then he can be sweet as- oh my God!" I furrowed my eyebrows and followed her eye line.
"Oh my god" I repeated. Low and behold, Shawn was standing in the corridor, wearing hot pink trousers, a black polar neck top and a pink feather bower. He smiled as he approached me.
"Hey y/n?" He beamed. "Wanna hear a joke?"
"No. what have you done?" I covered my mouth and let out a little giggle.
"I've became your perfect guy. My jokes make me funny and I wore the clothes you said you liked on guys and I cried whilst watching titanic last night." His smile faltered into a confused frown. Kitty stood besides me giggling to herself. I shot her a look and she hung her head low before disappearing. "Is this not what you want?"
"Shawn, I was just joking. You didn't need to change to become the guy that I wanted, you already were. I guess you were just a little bit too caught up in trying to change yourself to impress me."
"You like me?" I nodded.
"Yes, why do you think I never want to let go of you when you leave to go home?" I chuckled and he smiled as he intertwined our hands.
"God I'm such an idiot. I should have known you were only messing! I mean why would you like pink trousers?" I chuckled again.
"You're stupid, Mendes" my laughter toned down into a gentle smile and I softly pulled my bottom lip between my teeth. He smiled down at me and I pulled him closer by his feather bower.
I connected our lips and his hand slipped around my waist whilst mine reached to his cheeks. I smiled into the kiss as did Shawn.
"I've waited so long for that" he mumbles as he rested his forehead against mine.
"Oh really, then I guess you wouldn't mind another?" I teased.
"Not at all" I grinned before pressing our lips together again.
"Get it Shawn!"
"Oi oi"
"Save some for the bedroom"
He pulled away chuckling. "Sorry about them" he said as he shrugged.
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