Shawn Mendes Imagines

surgery pt. 1

It was a pretty chilly day out and you were walking back to your apartment after class. The breeze was blowing and the sun was going down. You felt your phone buzzing in your pocket. You pulled it out to see your boyfriend Shawn was calling.
"hey shawn"
"hey love what's u-" he was interrupted by a cough. then he continued "what's up?"

"Im walking home right now but what I want to know is what's up with that cough? are you sick again?" you question. he's been getting sick quite often lately and it's starting to worry you. he works super hard and it seems whenever he has time off he's spending it sick at home. Sometimes you worry that he works himself too hard, not knowing when to stop, after all his voice is his money maker.

"yeah it's just a cold i think. nothing to worry about" he replies, his soft voice nasally.

"Shawn please go to a doctor, this can't keep happening, you need to see what's wrong and stay healthy" you say firmly.

"I am, don't worry, I have an appointment tomorrow"

"okay i'm just getting home now, i have to go, please let me know how things go tomorrow, love you"

"alright, love you, be safe. and please don't worry about me"

you giggle and roll your eyes, even though he can't see you "that's kinda my job" you hang up and continue into your apartment.

--------- the next day

Shawn texted you at some point in the day letting you know that he was heading to the doctors but it's been a few hours and he's still hasn't let you know how things went, even though you've texted and called him multiple times. You were studying when you get a message from Karen, shawns mom. "hey Y/N it's karen, i have info about shawn's doctor visit today, call me when you get the chance" You called her and she's picked up, after some small talk she began to explain. "So as you know Shawn went to the doctor to see what all his sickness has been about and we found out he has major nasal congestion which keeps causing him to get sick. He's gonna need to get surgery on his deviated septum some point this week. We spent the rest of the afternoon working his schedule around so we could fit this in, by tonight he was so exhausted i found him fast asleep on the couch. I saw all the messages from you on his phone and thought it'd be best to call you, and knowing him, he probably wouldn't tell you because he doesn't want to worry you. But it's a easy surgery and should be fine."
"wow okay, would you mind if I came and stayed with you when he goes in, i want to be there for him" you reply, shocked he would actually need surgery.

"Of course, you know your always welcome. I don't want this to interfere with school." she said, worried about your schooling schedule, what a mom.

" I can work around my classes, i want to be there for Shawn"

"Okay if you really want to we'll work it out"

"Thank you so much for telling me. talk you soon" you said your goodbyes and hung up waiting for shawn to wake up so you can talk to him.

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A few days passed and you were flying into Toronto, you both reunited about being apart for too long (once again) as he picked you up and took you back to his house. He was dressed in grey sweatpants and a black hoodie, he had slippers on, and his hair was sloppy. "what a charmer" you thought to yourself, giggling at how amazing of boy he is. You could definitely sense how he was not himself, especially when he was sneezing and couching every 10 seconds, but his spirits remained high as always. You didn't like seeing him this drained, but hey, at least this surgery is gonna help out. In between all your small talk he then explained the procedure. "So tomorrow morning I go in at around 5 I think, so it's gonna be an early night tonight" you could see as he was explaining this he was a little nervous, his fingers anxiously dancing around the steering wheel, even thought a few days prior he tried to play it off like it didn't even phase him. You reach your hand over to grab his free one resting on his thigh "hey, it's gonna be alright, it's just a minor surgery" you say trying to comfort him. "I know, it's just.." he paused for a minute "this could have an effect on my singing, what if things don't go right" he asks seemingly more shaken up than you thought. "Shawn, breathe, everything will be okay, this is a common thing, it happens all the time, just don't think about it too much" you squeeze his hand in reassurance as you continue the drive back to his home.

A/N
OMG HEY GUYSS so we hit 1k reads?!! that's insane. anyway i got inspired for this from shawn's live stream today (1/28/17) so idk i thought it would be kinda cute. in case you didn't hear shawn had to get this done but he is completely fine. but yeah thank you guys so much. hope to write more soon xx