𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

drunk

SHAWN MENDES IMAGINES
→ drunk ←

"You're cute." Shawn slurred as I dragged him out of the bar. "I like you a lot." He giggled madly.

I laughed, helping him into the passengers seat of the car. He struggled to put his seatbelt on and I rolled my eyes doing it for him. "Wow you're a genius!"

I huffed closing the door and getting into the drivers seat and began to drive home. Shawn's hand trailed up my thigh and he giggled, leaning over so that I could feel his warm breath touch my neck.

"You're so hot." His words slurred and he continued to giggle the rest of the way home.

I laughed at him as I pulled into our driveway and turned the car off. He struggled to unbuckle his seatbelt so I ended up doing it for him and helping his drunken self out of the car.

His hand brushed against my butt and I think it was his intention because he left his hand there until we made it upstairs into the bedroom we shared.

"Take your clothes off." I told him, fling over to the dresser and pulling out a pair of clean pajamas for him to change into.

"Ooh are we gonna get naked?" He asked, slipping his shirt off as well as his pants. He was about to take his boxers off before I stopped him.

"No. It's time for bed, baby." I told him, handing him the new pair of clothes.

He pouted and got dressed into the clothes. I grabbed a new pair of clothes for me and went into the bathroom to change.

I stripped from the tight, short black dress I had on and threw it into the laundry basket. I cleaned all the makeup from off my face and got dressed into pajamas.

As soon as I walked out of the bathroom, I was pushed up against the wall. I looked up at Shawn and he was smirking down at me.

"Lets go to bed!" I whined, leading him over to the bed and laid down.

"Or let's get naked." He whispered in a raspy voice in my ear.

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I suck so bad at writing cute imagines I'm sorry I feel like my best writing is when it's a sad one lmfao

-maya