Stockholm Syndrome // sm

Chapter Twenty-Two

( this is unedited, I'm sorry! i'll edit soon! )

"Hi beautiful," Shawn smiled as he walked into my bathroom. "Almost ready?"

"Almost." I confirmed as he shut the door. "I just need to finish my makeup, that's all."

"Alright. We still have time." He nodded and I blushed a bit as he stood behind me.

"Shawn," I giggled as he kissed my cheek, his arm wrapping around my stomach as my makeup brush flew up to my ear instead of cheekbone. "What are you doing?"

"You just look so cute in your big sweater and skinny jeans and tall boots." He defended himself and I brushed my highlight over his nose. "That tickles." He laughed and I nodded.

"You are an idiot." I told him and he shrugged as he watched me finish my makeup. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah, I'm just waiting for you." He teased, pushing me slightly. I rolled my eyes and then put away my makeup before tightening his jacket around him.

"You look good." I informed him, over looking his outfit. "I love this look." I couldn't help but admit, admiring how the grey shirt hugged his waist nicely.

"What? Dark jeans and a Henley shirt?" He asked as he looked down at his clothes. "It's nothing fancy."

"It doesn't have to me. It makes you look more mature, almost like a real adult." I taunted and he shook his head as he tugged his shirt down. "You look hot."

"I mean, I did try to dress up." He laughed, seeming more confident in himself. "You look beautiful too. You don't even have to dress up that much to look good."

"Thank you." I blushed a bit and he wrapped his arms around me as he pulled his phone out. "Let me take a picture."

"I only pulled by out because Toby texted me."

"Oh well, he can wait a few seconds. We're going to his house anyways." I said and he rolled his eyes, but handed me his phone anyways.

I opened his camera and he kissed my head as I took a picture of us through the bathroom mirror. I showed it to him and he nodded, taking a liking to the photo. He took one more himself and I got up on my tippy-toes to press a kiss against his lips.

"Just saying, I love non-injured Shawn a hell of a lot more than injured Shawn." I murmured and he nodded, agreeing with me before we looked at the two photos.

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"Hi!" I beamed as I saw Toby's wife. Their dog ran up to me, barking loudly as she greeted me, and I melted. "Oh my gosh, hello to you too."

"His name is Tiger. Leelah named him." Toby's wife answered and we shared a hug after I finished petting her dog. "I'm Beatrice, but call me Bea. Toby says a lot about you both."

"You're my favorite kids. If I could, I'd adopt you both." He joked and Shawn laughed as he gave Bea a hug.

"As much as I'd love that, it'd be awkward for me and Jenny." He hinted and Toby nodded, understanding what he meant.

"Hi Tiger." I coo'ed, scratching behind the dog's ear as he barked happily. "Where's Leelah?"

"Mommy! The cookies are done!" I heard a little kid yell excitedly. Out came a little girl with curled black hair and wide brown eyes and I couldn't hell but smile. She looked exactly like her father.

"Yeah Mommy, cookies are done. Can we eat them now?" Toby asked and Bea huffed as she crossed her arms. Leelah and Toby had pouts on their faces, and she seemed to melt at the sight of them.