imagines; c. d & s. m

S. M. 》Your Attention

"But everything is shattering
and it's my mistake"

-Troye S. ♥

Song's not related to this imagine, lmfao but I do relate on that part

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Night, midnight, he's not yet still home. He is probably stressed at his work and maybe his tired eyes were still focused on his laptop's screen while his fingers were tired of typing. Those nerves on his hands started to show up. I can imagine, he's running his hand on his soft brownish hair at how stress he was. He never texted me nor called me for a minute.

As his wife, I want his attention and time. I understand that he has to do his work, but I want him to relax for a day before going back to work. He always wake up early, probably eating his breakfast at his office and never get too much sleep. I have a work too and I'm a lawyer. I just missed the time when we're still teenager. Those times were we are kinda enjoying our lives.

But now, obstacles start to go on our way, but it's a part of everyone's life. The clock was the only thing that's ticking or making a sound. The whole house was quiet until I heard the door closed slowly and some footsteps. There was Shawn, massaging his wrist right after loosening his black tie. A little smile spread my tired face as I stood up.

"Hey, babe" I cheered even though I was too tired from court and waiting him. He just nodded once before heading to the kitchen to get some water. No kiss? No hug or greet? Okay, nothing.

"Are you okay?" I asked concernly as he put the glass in the sink after drinking the water he poured in it. His hands rested at the cold marble island table; looking at me while I go near to him. He's biting his inside cheek before asking me a question.

"Do I look okay on you?" He asked like it was obvious that he's tired, under his eyes were kinda black from lacking of sleep. I gulped quietly; he shook his head while removing the two button of his black coat, revealing his white buttoned up white sleeves and loosened black tie.

"I'm sorry. I was just concern about you beca-" he didn't even let me complete my explanation by pushing one of the frames, making it fell on the ground as the broken glass spreads on the cold white tiles. I winced at the sound it made.

"I'm tired, (Y/N)! Just stop asking questions, it is making my head ache worse!" He yelled and the vein on his neck and at the side of his forehead were showing up. I took a deep breath and nodded.

"You're fucking lucky for having a husband like me. Working for you all day...." he mumbles more than what I've heard. Yeah, I'm lucky for having him, but I work too. For me, for him, for the both of us. It is like he's showing I'm not doing anything or I'm making his life heavier.

"I'm working too, Shawn. You're not the only one," I said calmly, scared for another picture frame to fall or to be broken. He turned around and gave me a disbelieving look.

"But mine is harder, (Y/N)! I'm the one who's working from morning to another day! Can't you see? I'm already tired from work and when I got home this is what going to happen? Jesus." He sighed in annoyance and stress.

"Defending people on court isn't easy, Shawn. We're both working and I get stress too when I go back home," my voice were still calm, but I can feel it getting higher. I sighed right after what I've said.

"Oh, just shut up. I need rest, sleep on the couch or if you don't want, go to a hotel and sleep there. I don't want to sleep with you," his words broke my heart as I looked at the ground, tears were falling on the tiles. He closed the door loudly, making me jump a little as I started cleaning the broken frame he broke. I brushed my teeth and washed my face as I looked at my reflection on the mirror.

I was wearing a pajama and sweater. I felt something weird, but painful at the tip of my finger on my right hand. I cursed under my breath to see my finger bleeding. I washed it and covered it with some bandage. I went back to the living room and slept on the couch.

When I shifted a little, I didn't fell. My body was layed on a white bed sheet and a soft, comfortable bed. Based on what happened last night, I was laying on the couch. How did I ended up here? My eyes were heavy as I saw Shawn, sitting down at the edge of the bed.

"Babe?" He called as I ignored him. I sniffed and gulped before sitting down. I put my hair on a messy bun without using my index finger. His eyes were softened as it was begging for forgiveness. I was about to stand up, my body was completely weak when he wrapped his muscular arms around my waist, pulling me back to sit down on the bed.

I looked at the wall blanky, ignoring his presence. I knew he tried to call me, but I was out of myself to talk. My world was silent and it felt like I'm deaf, I'm out of myself to process what's happening. But I snapped back from reality when I heard little sobs from the guy who only owns all of my heart. My head starts to go right slowly to see him crying.

His cheeks were stained, his muscular chest was heaving up and down fastly from the sobs that's escaping his lips and the achness that he was feeling. This is enough to broke me down in tears again. His arms made it way to my cold and weak body which made him even cry more.

"I'm sorry," he abled to speak through those sobs and ache on his heart. Tears flow down on my cheeks and he grabbed me by my waist; he lets me sit down on his lap as he hugged me.

"I'm really, really sorry." He said and my hands made its way on his soft hair. When everything was quiet, he pulled away. His red eyes stared on mine as he cupped my cheeks, pulling me closer to him. My lips met his; I love how he showed me how much he loves me and all I could think was how passionate and lovely this kiss was.

"I love you, (Y/N) and I'm sorry" he breathed out after we pulled away for air. Those eyes looking at mine were so lovely. I cupped his cheek with my right hand and pecked him.

"I love you too, Shawn" those words made him smile a bit and it made him fluttered. He hugged me one more time, his face on the crook of my neck. His finger was drawing unknown patterns on my waist. Suddenly, he pulled away.

"I wanna be a father already," he said as he continued drawing patterns on my waist. My eyes went a little wide on his random statement.

"I want us to have a baby," he said and damn it, the way he said it was adorable. I bit my inside cheeks as I blushed, trying not to show it.

"Are you sure? Because you're always stressed and-" he didn't let me finish as he put his soft and pink lips on mine.

"I don't fucking care. I love you and that's what I want, Mrs. Mendes. So give it to me," he said and the butterflies roam around my stomach. I bit my lip with a smile. He picked me up in bridal style as we continued to kiss. He gently placed me on the bed as soon I felt my back was now against the bed.

"Here we go," he chuckled deeply after pulling away. My hands were on his shoulders as I rolled my eyes playfully and chuckled right after. His body was now hovering mine as he continued kissing me. Right after this, I knew we are going to have a baby that I'm sure that Shawn will spoil.

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OKAY BAI :) ♥

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